In the early morning of the second day, not long after Lin Muzhi finished serving Zhao Jixiang and went to the school, Li Guanshan came in high spirits.

I didn't knock on the door when I entered, and when I pushed it open, I strode in.

"Hahaha, that's fucking relieving. General Lin, go! Let's go to the school grounds. ”

Today's breakfast is a little thin, on weekdays, Huang Guan will bring some buns and pastries or something, last night the fat man went to the martial arts institute, no one has a little dry goods today, so there are only porridge and pickles.

Lin Muzhi didn't complain, the baby who came out of the nest in the mountain nest was good if he had a stutter. gave Li Guanshan a bowl of porridge.

"Brother Li, they all said don't call it a general, I have a few catties and taels myself, I have a clear heart, you call Brother Lin or Brother Lin Ducheng, come! Eat something first. ”

Li Guanshan picked up Lin Muzhi and said:

"Eat what you eat, a thousand people are waiting for you. I'll eat it later, no, I'll treat you to a good meal. ”

Li Guanshan's strength is right, but he will not use his death force to drag Lin Muzhi, so he was easily shaken off by Lin Muzhi and sat down again.

"Alas! Brother Li, what's the matter? Look at your little bit of talent, what's so fun about educating a group of dolls who haven't grown their hair? If you were at the border, let alone 600 people, you would have captured six enemy soldiers, and I would like to hang a whip for you to celebrate. To bully the small, what's so good? ”

Li Guanshan thought about it, it seems that what Lin Muzhi said is right! So he sat down too.

"General Lin, everyone in the school field has arrived, Yang Guotai has gone, they are all waiting for you, are we like this..."

Lin Muzhi picked up the unfinished half bowl of porridge.

"Just wait, I didn't let him wait! The winner has been decided, he still doesn't judge the result, and he doesn't know what he thinks, so let him wait if he loves to wait! ”

Li Guanshan's voice was really loud, and he took a big chopstick and pickles to the bowl and drank it in one go.

"No, you are a general of the foreign editor, but I am a serious general, I want to let the rabbit cubs under my hand know that I will steal food again, and it will be difficult to bring the team in the future, besides, Yang Guotai is still waiting in the school field, the army has military regulations, I am here to call people, if I don't go back, isn't this nonsense? Anyway, I was notified, and I withdrew first. ”

This wave of operation is sassy! Didn't you say that the army has military regulations? Why don't you eat it? After eating, order the old wet, don't tell the people below! Wide!

But after a night's rain, I was cold and cold all night, and hunger was certain.

Lin Muzhi really didn't want to go, yesterday it was still a light rain like a cow's hair, but today it has changed to moderate rain, and it is said that children are made on rainy days - idle is also idle. It's raining today, and the girls who made the children can't be found, and they have to educate other people's children, and there are still hundreds of them in one education, is this called that thing?

…

The school field is a military camp, and it will occasionally be borrowed by the martial arts academy, and at this time, a large number of soldiers are training. When more than 600 martial arts academy disciples saw Yang Xuan, they were furious. wanted to come forward to sue, but was punched and kicked by the people of the armored battalion, and then no one dared to come forward.

The disciple who has the backbone of the main heart is still not the opponent of the cavalry battalion. In the raid last night, when the disciples of the Martial Academy were pulled out, they were all in white robes and pajamas, but the cavalry battalion was wearing armor and going into battle. Beat! It must not be beaten.

Yang Xuan was like a nobody, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end. The 200 or so people of the cavalry battalion seemed to have received a secret order, and there was no bird for Yang Xuan in the stands. The big guy was also depressed, and said that he would capture Yang Xuan alive, but it turned out that this old boy was not in the martial arts academy last night, and he was very cunning! Otherwise, General Lin would have come a long time ago.

With the arrival of Yang Xuan, he naturally gathered a large group of generals in the military camp, and there were twenty or thirty generals in the stands, plus the disciples of the Academy of Literature, the number of them had already exceeded half a hundred.

Originally, the disciples of the Academy of Literature could not go to the stage, but it was raining, and the barracks were not for them to enter as soon as they wanted, only there was a shed on the stage to hide from the rain. If someone comes to chase someone, they even have a rhetoric in mind. Push two, five, six on Lin Muzhi's body, as long as they can say it to the little master, they will admit it.

Xiucai can't explain why he meets a soldier, but the little master is not even a Xiucai, and you can't tell if you are reasonable or not. It's just that Yang Xuan didn't say anything, and no one from the martial arts academy came out to stir up trouble.

All the disciples of the Academy of Literature were a little surprised by their performance, if they had seen a big man like Yang Xuan before, they might not be able to speak clearly if they were bold, and they would tremble if they were timid. It's just that after returning from a trip to the north, the people who followed Lin Muzhi seem to be getting fat.

Yang Xuan sat on the main seat. Yang Youling stood beside him with a veil, last night the martial arts academy was copied, she was the only "fish that slipped through the net", because she was a woman, and the big guy didn't know what to do, so she saw it and pretended not to see it. As a result, this girl followed the soldiers of the cavalry battalion to copy the entire martial arts courtyard, and only watched the whole process, which made the soldiers of the cavalry battalion very helpless.

Yang Youling opened his mouth and asked Yang Xuan:

"Daddy, did you expect that the person surnamed Lin would come to this hand?"

Yang Xuan picked up the tea bowl beside him.

"Unexpectedly, I almost capsized in the gutter! Do you think that if you face Lin Boy in the future, how many chances are left? ”

Yang Youling looked at the disciples of the martial arts academy who were besieged, and the spirit in his eyes was no longer so strong.

"Convincingly, the Martial Academy was wiped out, but why do they still seem to be dissatisfied?"

Yang Xuan smiled, it seemed that it was not so bad that he almost capsized the boat.

"What's not to be satisfied with! Of course, I missed this "big fish", and the rabbit cub surnamed Lin let out yesterday and wanted to capture your father alive! I'm still thinking about getting him two catties of tea! It's over here, so you can send him it. By the way, what do you think about this? ”

Yang Youling thought about the wording.

"The soldiers of the cavalry battalion are a little different from other veterans, and when I see the veterans under my eldest brother and the group of people in the cavalry battalion, I always feel different, but the specifics are incomprehensible."

Yang Xuan nodded.

This is really incomprehensible, since the first time I saw this group of people, they had nothing but respect for their father. Daddy has been practicing martial arts for more than 30 years, and he has never seen such a soldier. Even if my father led the 200 scale armor battalion, he fought hard without the help of the right time and place, and he felt that the number of wins and losses was only five or five, and he didn't know what ecstasy soup the kid surnamed Lin poured into them. The tiger wolf is a tiger wolf after all, there are too many rules for the last martial arts exercise, after all, they were chained, and they lost unjustly, so it is impossible for you and the second brother who is not angry to convince them. ”

Yang Youling's eyes were shocked, and Yang Xuan's evaluation was not high.

What's the difference?

When a man cries once, he learns to grow.

The difference between the cavalry battalion and other veterans is that they have a mind and know what they are fighting for, so they can be generous in times of need.

The veteran oil, or the group of veteran oil, but when it comes to a critical juncture, some people will think of Lin Muzhi's words - the world is not peaceful, as long as we still have a knife in our hands, then chop out a world peace.

With thoughts, there is naturally a difference from other veterans, and there is no need for someone to boost morale from time to time, and morale is always high.

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea.

"This battle was fought beautifully, Lin Boy is still a little capable, I know what kind of result I want."

Huang Guan, who has followed Lin Muzhi's "fooling around" for the longest time, has the fattest guts.

"Cut, if you want me to get wet when you beat this group of deflated calves, it will look up to them too much!"

As soon as Yang Xuan heard this, he looked back at the disciples of the Academy of Literature.

"Yo! Little fat man! You commanded? ”

Excited! Lao Shi said that people are not reckless young people. I'm not in command, but I can pretend to be a force! Huang Guanyi said righteously:

"This kind of trivial matter, isn't it overkill for my senior brother, it's more than enough to hand it over to the junior brother!"

Yang glanced at the disciples of the Academy of Literature, there were more than 20 people, all of them were good seedlings!

"Who is it?"

Shen Kuo, who was driven to the shelves, couldn't pretend to be dumb anymore, so he stepped forward and arched his hand.

"Marshal Yang..."

Yang Xuan turned around, not wanting to look more. Look at it again, it's someone else's disciple, it's bad!

"What do you think?"

Shen Kuo replied:

"In Mr.'s statement, the martial arts of the disciples of the Martial Academy and the martial arts of the soldiers of the cavalry battalion are not on the same channel from the source..."

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea.

"Poor Dao? Your husband's husband is a cultivator, and your husband is also a cultivator? But what does this have to do with monasticism? ”

Shen Kuo explained:

"The channel in Mr.'s mouth is basically talking about two paintings, one is the prosperity of Taiping Chang'an, and the other is the tragic battlefield of Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the artistic conception expressed by these two paintings is different.

Yang Xuan put down the tea bowl.

"Interesting, you go on. Don't say those words that chew on words, these are all martial artists, and it takes a lot of effort to listen. ”

I'm used to some of Mr.'s mantras, and it's a little hard to change for a while.

"Last night, I discussed with General Sun the details of the last martial arts exercise, in fact, there is a fundamental difference between the martial arts academy and the cavalry battalion. The disciples of the martial arts academy have an innate understanding of the rules for performing martial arts, and they have the advantage of time and place. And the soldiers of the cavalry battalion except for General Sun, the rest of the people together don't know more than 100 words, so except for General Sun, they don't know any art of war, and they don't know how to perform martial arts, but everyone knows how to kill the enemy and how to survive on the battlefield. Compared with the two, in fact, the practice of the cavalry battalion is more practical, and the martial arts performance of the martial arts academy is more like a show as Mr. said..."

Afraid that Yang Xuan wouldn't understand what a show was, Shen Kuo hurriedly added:

"The show is to sing on stage, and the performance is shown to the audience, but in fact, there is no one who can really play."

Yang Xuan supported his forehead with his hand.

"Isn't it a joke if you speak freely! I know! ”

The drama is not a good word for this group of people, the bitch is ruthless, the drama is meaningless, which is equivalent to scolding.

Since Yang Xuan didn't mind, Shen Kuo didn't have to mind.

"The martial arts performance of the disciples of the Martial Academy is not useless, but it can only be regarded as a precautionary need. The whole army of Dahua basically took advantage of the strength of the city, relying on the close contact of the two armies when the enemy soldiers approached the city. In this kind of battle, the art of war is secondary. Because there is a city, the sky is dispensable, and the city itself is a geographical advantage that can be attacked and defended, but the number of veterans and the morale of the soldiers are still very important. ”

After a pause, Shen Kuo continued:

"Mr. has also commented on the martial arts performance of the martial arts academy, and the students also agree with it..."

Yang Xuan, who was covering his forehead, said angrily:

"I know it won't be a good thing, I said that you can speak freely, say it!"

Shen Kuo spit out three words.

"It's useless!"

What a mystery! The disciples of the Academy of Literature almost didn't laugh out loud!

Heart-wrenching! More than 600 disciples have been trained, and none of them have real insight, and a disciple of the Bungale Academy has come, but he hit the nail on the head.

"It's called Shen Kuo, right? After coming to the Martial Arts Academy for a year, how about I guarantee you to the fifth grade? ”

Shen Kuo bowed his hand.

"Yang Shanchang loves, Mr. has already made me a staff member of the cavalry battalion, and Xiao Kezhi is not here."

Mother's Hippie's! If you don't want to come, you don't want to come, why are you pulling this egg? Do you really let the old man kneel and beg? Why did the Academy of Literature come up with such a baby egg as you? I'm hungry to death.

"Okay! As long as you are willing to come to the Martial Academy, the door of the Martial Academy will be open for you at any time. ”

Shen Kuo said goodbye.

"Thank you, Yang Chang."

…

It's been a long time, and it's still not okay if you don't go!

Far away from the school field, Lin Muzhi heard the sound of drums and soldiers' drills, and when he stepped into the gate, the drums stopped immediately.

Without the sound of drums and soldiers' trumpets, I feel that the world is as quiet as a virgin except for the sound of rain.

Lin Muzhi stood under the drum frame, holding a large yellow cloth oil umbrella with one hand and his waist with the other.

"Hey!"

The soldiers beating the drums looked around, and after finding that there was no one else, they looked at Lin Muzhi with inquiring eyes.

"That's right! That's right! It's you! Don't stop! Then the music, the dance! ”

The soldier's gaze immediately changed from inquiring to looking at a delicacy. Otherwise, Lin Muzhi had a piece of talisman pinned to his waist, and he would not be able to run away properly.

Putting the drum under the drum rack, the soldier jumped off the high platform and walked away with a curse in his mouth.

Exercise! I misunderstood, I thought it was a dismount, and the co-author just arrived at the point.