I saw that Cheng Chuliang and Niu Weituo both hung extremely thick thick felts on their chests for protection, and then began to walk slowly for a few steps.

With a sudden shout, Cheng Chuliang attacked first, but was opened by Niu Weituo's oblique lance.

Watching the two of you come and go, the sound of the impact of the lance is endless, and after a dozen times, I suddenly heard the unhappy roar of Niu Weituo.

"Cheng Lao Er, I don't need you to let me."

"Hey, hey, good!" Cheng Chuliang was happy, grinned, showed a hideous smile, and suddenly came out.

At this moment, the speed suddenly increased by three points, and after only a few breaths, Cheng Chubi heard Niu Weituo let out a muffled snort, and staggered back a few steps.

"One blow!" Cheng Chumo raised his throat and shouted.

Cheng Chuliang raised the lance to the sky, and then raised it forward again, and after Niu Weituo coughed dryly, he clenched the long lance in his hand again.

The two were strangled together again, and Niu Weituo was hit by another blow, and the huge impact made him have to retreat.

After Cheng Chumo roared three blows, Cheng Chuliang adjusted his breathing, smiled proudly, and threw the lance to Niu Bajin who was standing aside.

"The Persian scimitar is mine."

"Cheng, belong to you, Boss Cheng, come to ......" Niu Weituo was already sweating on his cheeks, but his spirit was still uplifted, and he hooked his finger towards Cheng Mu.

"Ha, Cheng, Lao Cheng is here." Cheng Chumo was overjoyed, and jumped out directly, caught the lance thrown by Niu Bajin, and began to try his hand.

"Second brother, amazing." Cheng Chubi gave Cheng Chuliang a thumbs up convincingly.

"What am I, you haven't seen Dad and Uncle Wei Chi fight each other, that's the real master." Cheng Chuliang gasped and shook his head.

As he spoke, he saw Cheng Chumo and Niu Weituo fighting fiercely again, and Cheng Chubi was a little dazzled.

They struck the lance, somewhat like the bayonets of later generations, but not so much, because the lower body rarely moves, but the upper body appears to be extremely flexible.

Seeing that his third child's eyes were straight, Cheng Chuliang was happy and explained to Cheng Chubi in a low voice.

The reason why the lower body is so stable is because for the general, from the cavalry battle, there are few foot battles, so the next plate must be stable.

The upper body must be flexible enough because the lower body cannot move and wants to dodge the enemy's attacks, slashes and smashes.

It relies on the movement of the upper body in a small area, as well as the weapon in the hand to resist.

This made Cheng Chubi suddenly, no wonder later generations had to practice horse steps when practicing martial arts, maybe the so-called horse steps refer to more than just a kind of gait.

It is also a posture that must be maintained when the generals are riding and fighting.

Although Niu Weituo was very tenacious, he was almost defeated in the end, well, after being hit twice by Cheng Chumo, the third blow, he and Cheng Chumo hit each other at the same time.

In the end, he didn't hand in the answer sheet with two threes to zero.

Cheng Chumo threw the lance to Niu Bajin, looked at Niu Weituo carefully, and shook his head for a while.

"You kid shouldn't have been practicing hammering all the time, have you?"

"You have all the old foundations, and you don't have any hands, it's just that you don't fight for a long time, so you can lose so quickly."

Niu Bajin heard this and couldn't help but say. "What Cheng Dagongzi said is very true, my family ......"

"Shut up!" Niu Weituo glared at this guy fiercely, and Niu Bajin could only shut his mouth aggrievedly.

"Brother Wei Tuo, what's the matter, you still want to go to the battlefield?" Cheng Chumo couldn't help but tapped Niu Weituo's chest, and asked in a low voice.

"Later, now is not the time to talk about that." After two battles in a row, Niu Weituo, who was panting, smiled and swept his eyes over the idle people in the courtyard.

"Uncle Baifu, serve wine, good wine, food, meat, I want to have a good drink with a few brothers."

"Okay, don't worry, the villain will do it. Hurry up and move for Lao Tzu, good wine and food, hurry up and bring it......"

Originally, the Niufu, which had been particularly depressed for several years, seemed to be injected with new vitality and suddenly became noisy.

"If you want to drink wine and eat meat, wait a while, Brother Niu, you sit down honestly for me first, there are three prosthetic limbs, you can try them all......"

Cheng Chubi hurriedly stopped Niu Weituo from wanting to drink happily in the next second, first took off the prosthetic leg on his left foot, and examined it carefully.

I was relieved to make sure that the adhesions were very strong and there was no deformation everywhere.

"It's okay, Brother Niu, you try these three ...... again" Cheng Chubi pointed his hand, and the subordinate next to him took out the other three identical prosthetic limbs.

Niu Weituo looked at the four prosthetic limbs, and couldn't help but cry and laugh. "Brother Xian, you're too much, aren't you?"

Cheng Chubi glared unhappily at Niu Weituo, who had just put on a prosthetic leg and was fighting with his two brothers.

"What's more, just if you toss the method like this, so that the prosthetic limb that will not break for ten or eight years can be supported for one or two years."

Hearing this, Niu Weituo grinned, smiled a little embarrassedly, and asked tentatively. "Why don't you make another ten or eight for the foolish brother?"

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Cheng Chubi despised Niu Weituo's immoral behavior of wanting to fill the house with prosthetic limbs.

Besides, no matter how much you do, if this thing is not maintained for a long time, you are also worried that it will rust or have other problems.

After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Niu Weituo could only give up this plan stupidly.

However, with the prosthetic leg made by Cheng Chubi, do you still have to worry about the lack of this thing in the future?

Less than halfway through the wine and food, Pei hurried over, and the mother and son sighed outside the house again.

Fortunately, Pei's family knew that his son wanted to greet people, and greeted Niu Weituo with kind eyebrows and kindness to entertain the Cheng family, so he left satisfied.

Niu Weituo, who wore prosthetic feet, longed to be able to stand all the time, and got up to toast at every turn.

The protagonist is so enthusiastic, how could the three brothers of the old Cheng family not accept the recruitment, except for three and five, Niu Weituo fell on the table heroically.

Next, the three brothers of the old Cheng family killed each other and drank until the beginning of the lantern, and the brothers didn't know exactly where they went.

Cheng Biting Jin made a big wine with a red face, and stood at the door of Niu Mansion to say goodbye to Niu Jinda.

Next to it, the family members of the Niu Mansion struggled to use the door panel to carry the one, two, and three of Lao Cheng's family to the door of the house.

Then he shouted the trumpet and put the three strong men into the carriage one by one.

Niu Jindaqiang held back a smile and watched as the three snoring young men were thrown off the door panel and thrown into the carriage.

Tut-tut...... Being able to kill each other to this is worthy of the tradition of the old Cheng family.

Seeing Cheng Yanjin's unhappy face, hehe Yile patted the old brother's shoulder. "The dolls are also happy for my family.

Drink too much, let's go, I'll send you. ”

Cheng Yanjin looked at the three little bastards with disgust on his face. "Okay, okay, it's only right to go back to accompany your mother-in-law, go back quickly."

"You guys, watch it, don't let these three bastards fall out of the car."

"Let's go, another day, the old man will call the brothers over again, and be happy together."

Niu Jinda laughed heartily and waved. "Cheng, the meat tube is full, and you can bring the wine."

Cheng Yanjin made a few obscene gestures at Niu Jindabi in disgust, and then beat the horse away.

Behind the buttocks, a vote of elite soldiers of the old Cheng family surrounded the carriage that was holding the Cheng family's one, two, and three.

Toothy grinning happily, walking happily on the way home. Talking quietly, he didn't expect that his three sons would be wiped out.

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