Chapter Ninety-Six: Can You Tell a Story?
In the barracks of Dongqi Castle, the soldiers shouted three times to welcome the arrival of the little general.
While giving a lecture, the general introduced the little guy next to him to the soldiers, saying that he had come to investigate the military situation and give guidance.
The army laughed, this weak little scholar, his waist is thinner than the pen, and he is still sick, and he may not be able to lift the brush, so how to guide.
There was a burst of boos, and then the troops dispersed, each with his own weapon, and began to practice in the camp.
Li Zhenxiang also ignored the boos of the soldiers, but saw that the enthusiasm of the soldiers was still high, and they had the courage of being a soldier, so she was also happy, and followed their temperament, went down to the camp by herself, and checked it out.
The little general accompanied him, and he introduced it, but it made Li Zhenxiang a little bored, he was very familiar with himself in the barracks, and he knew the roots, so why did he let you be such a little general.
The girl swayed, walked to the sword and gun camp, and saw a few small soldiers piercing straw bags, so she remembered the little music in the Xibang military camp, and I don't know if this guy was out of the prison and played with red guns in the house.
"Ahh
The creeps stabbed at Zhenxiang like a tiger preyding.
"You little, get out of the way!"
The girl flashed and moved away from the bale of straw.
The little soldier stabbed hard, and Li Zhenxiang couldn't bear to look at it directly.
With such skills, it is less than one-third of Xiaole, and Li Zhenxiang doesn't know what this guy is doing with the red gun.
After the little soldier stabbed him, he also threw a flattering look at Zhenxiang, showing off his skills, and he was the only one in the world.
Zhenxiang slipped away, no longer wanting to stop at this knife and gun camp.
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In the bow and arrow camp, a group of small soldiers drew their bows and shot fiercely, which was very majestic.
The corners of the girl's mouth were raised, and she wanted to laugh, but she was stunned and stiffened, unable to laugh, and somehow, the red heart of the arrow target ten meters later did not insert an arrow, but a few wild ducks under the arrow target strayed into the forbidden place and were killed by random arrows.
A few soldiers are still happy, and they can eat wild ducks with their wives tonight and share the joy of family.
The girl slipped away again, but she didn't know what to say.
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In the cavalry camp, it is not people driving horses, but horses driving people, and the horses' hooves are chaotic and faint, so you are not welcome.
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In the chariot barracks, several chariots lost control and bombed the cavalry camp.
The sound of a wooden frame scattering sounded, and Li Zhenxiang seemed to have watched a siege and defense battle, and wanted to cry without tears.
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At the end of the drill, after the little general was reprimanded by Li Zhenxiang, he also became angry, gathered all the small soldiers, swayed his own grievances, and scolded the small soldiers who practiced like this.
"You little guy, you are making up a fool, bewitching the public, bewitching the hearts of the army, what are you, how do we practice, what are you doing?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I am a sick man, and I also said that others, I am not afraid of being struck by lightning!"
"If you don't accept it, we don't accept it, you come down, come down, come to compare, don't hack you to death!"
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The commotion resounded through the barracks, but it made Li Zhenxiang very bored.
His own skills are so unbearable, and he blows his beard and stares, which is really insulting to the demeanor of a good general.
"Down, die, down, die!"
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The little soldiers became more and more rude and troublesome, but the little general couldn't control it, and he knew that he was too reckless just now, and he didn't know what to do.
The general looked at the servant and motioned for some hints.
Zhenxiang turned her head sideways, no longer said more, and spit out two words: "Arrangement!" ”
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In front of the knife and gun battalion, a small soldier rubbed the tip of the knife and looked at Li Zhenxiang, who was holding a red gun three meters away.
"The! You little guy, the knife in our hand is too heavy, go down, from head to toe, split in half, you leave quickly. ”
Li Zhenxiang looked at the general on the side and winked.
"Two more!"
When the general gave such an order, he was shocked to the brothers in the sword and gun battalion, who had a twenty-pound sword in his own hand, and he would make trouble later, and it would be difficult to deal with him.
The little general said that it was okay, and if someone died, the little general was fully responsible.
In this way, the three of them stopped in front of Li Zhenxiang, with a lewd smile on their faces, just thinking about teaching this bastard boy who didn't know the height of the sky.
"Up!"
"Slow!"
The little boy stopped the three of them and glanced at the little general again.
"Hehe, surrender, well, it's smart, and your head isn't burned!"
The general swallowed: "Two more, make five!" ”
Li Zhen stomped his feet and scolded: "You general, can you make this little guy worry-free?" ”
The little general broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't expect that his own soldiers would be so bad.
"Then go up to five, make up ten, alas!"
The little general left, such a scene, I can't bear to see it again.
Ten small soldiers stopped in front of Zhen Xiang, but they didn't have the teasing just now, and they were all dumbfounded, not knowing what this little guy wanted to do.
A small soldier with an axe took the lead and drank, charging with a breech, slashing at Zhenxiang with his axe.
The nine minions behind him were also high, and they were drunk by the leading minions, and completely entered the battle mode, drawing their swords and dancing spears together, killing Zhenxiang.
The little general turned his back to Zhenxiang, only to hear the sound of swords and guns escaping, and then the dull sound of his feet kicking the flesh and the frightened sound of the soldiers in the stands hit, and his face turned green, like a zombie.
"This ......"
At Zhenxiang's feet, ten small soldiers lay on the ground, unable to get up for the time being.
"I said that you are so powerful, if the enemy army is coming, how can you hold this Dongqi fortress, alas!"
A red spear flew out of Zhenxiang's palm, swept past the arms of the soldiers of the big battalion, and slammed into the stake of the military flag of the big battalion.
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In the bow and arrow camp, Zhenxiang stomped on the ground with both feet, resembling a spirit fox, and flew away with his back.
On the girl's side, the pile of arrows is standing, and the red heart is shining.
In mid-air, she drew her bow and shot fiercely, arrow after arrow, arrow after arrow, straight into the bull's-eye.
A shadow fluttered to a stop, ten arrow targets, a target red heart arrow, but a few wild ducks just flew in but screamed stupidly under the target.
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In the cavalry camp, Zhenxiang rode wildly, throwing dozens of small soldiers behind him ten meters away, and one person rushed through the camp gate.
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The more the soldiers looked at it, the more dumbfounded they became, and they all said that this little guy was not a fairy.
After a period of competition, the Dongqi army was defeated, and the thousand troops were not as good as a young man who was still feverish.
"Soldiers, now, can this little guy tell you a story?"
Thousands of soldiers knelt on the ground in unison, clasped their fists and kowtowed: "Please teach the gods!" ”
"You're polite, you're welcome, this drill is not about the heavier the weapon, the better, it's about ......"
The little general listened to Li Zhenxiang's story, but he was fascinated by her gentle face and never moved his eyes.
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At night, Zhenxiang looked at Gongzi and waved goodbye, this is not good to send people under the fence, you have to find an inn to live in, and it is not that there is no silver tael.
A pair of hands hugged Zhenxiang's waist again.
"General Li, you are the immortal of the last general, aren't you?"
Li Zhenxiang smiled and broke away from the general's hand: "The general is self-respecting, the general, with him!" ”
These warm hands slowly retreated, although the little general was lonely, but he tried his best to keep the general for a few more days, and if he wanted to leave, he had to teach the martial arts of those little soldiers in the barracks before leaving, and first stayed in the house to rest, all for the girl's errand for the court.
The girl was not easy to refuse, so she followed the little general, and returned to the general's mansion with the little general.