Chapter 111: The Terrifying Blue-Armored Knight
Zhang Jingtao in order not to waste the payment of the waves, so after chatting a few words, he said: "Presumably Miss is very disappointed in Bai Miaoci, in fact, it doesn't have to be like this, men are like this, often just think that there is a burden or have to pay the responsibility, so they dare not touch more women, if he really doesn't want him to pay anything, then even if it is an ugly girl, this man will be willing to taste it, this is the instinct of men, otherwise, human beings will lose their ability to reproduce, not to mention that the waves are also beautiful." ”
Yang Wumei ruthlessly debunked him: "You are a shameful provocation." ”
Zhang Jingtao grabbed Yang Wumei's soft little hand and put it in his heart: "Do you feel it?" ”
Yang Wumei blushed, because she wondered what he meant, she didn't withdraw her hand, but felt it carefully, and asked, "What do you feel?" ”
Zhang Jingtao said: "Xinyi, I am the most sincere provocation, because I like you." ”
Yang Wumei snorted lightly, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, but her heart was also beating briskly, just because of the touch of her hand.
As for whether such words are too extreme, Zhang Jingtao doesn't care, at least, Yang Wumei didn't question it, didn't leave, and continued to chat with him.
After chatting for more than an hour, Yang Wumei went to rest in the camp tent with a look of extreme surprise.
Because Zhang Jingtao has everything to talk about, astronomy and geography, personnel and political affairs, and military means, Yang Wumei is simply dumbfounded, just this one sentence, Yang Wumei seems to have a little more understanding of the world.
Indeed, people in the gate, in the feudal situation, have long become specious in their views on many things, and it is not uncommon to regard evil as right.
Zhang Jingtao kept vigil alone, looked at the camp, and silently thought that he wanted to teach everyone some combat mode and a little kung fu in the Saint Master Dao.
This is important.
Only, that's not to say that what he teaches matters.
In fact, if he could, he would rather teach 1+1=2 and so on, just like those cute little radish heads in Jialan Temple.
For training, Nagen carries a lot of ropes with Tenghuan, pulls a string of small pigtails and walks together, and takes them to the slide to play, and then fights the rocker, which is easy and pleasant.
But in the gate, it can be said that it is very important to become the godfather of the tribe, like the doctor of the Jurchen tribe.
The people pulled out in this way are the real little brothers.
It's just that the vast majority of people don't understand this.
In a military school, it is called: instructor, principal.
In the second half of the night, Silly Zhu came to replace him with a smile, this big man's physical strength is very abundant.
Zhang Jingtao smiled approvingly and patted Silly Zhu's shoulder.
It seems that Silly Zhu is not stupid, at least the black cauldron has made great progress in his mind, and his ability to carry the pot is still very strong, which makes Zhang Jingtao very satisfied.
This is a fierce general.
Zhang Jingtao commented in his heart.
The next day, Langhua took a group of female soldiers and pulled Bai Miaoci to learn riding, Bai Miaoci really hit the plan, in fact, I am afraid that whoever comes is about the same, and is poured rice soup by a large group of women, and there are really few men who can bear it.
After Yang Wumei agreed, Bai Miaoci didn't realize that Yang Wumei's eyes were actually a little cold, and she was pulled away by a group of female soldiers to learn riding, and she couldn't even see the convoy.
Zhang Jingtao chatted with Yang Wumei all the way, and the voice of this stunning beauty became softer and softer.
Traveling happily all the way, he has not been intercepted by bandits, and Bocheng is in sight.
Compared to Wu'an, Bocheng was smaller, like a fortress, with a deep and wide moat dug and a culvert to store water to prevent the river from evaporating too quickly, so that as long as there was rain, there would be little shortage of water in the city.
In the Warring States Period, the city walls were almost the same everywhere, they were all earthen walls, and there was only a small section of brick wall near the castle tower.
To the north outside the city, there are three walled cities, namely Bowei 7, Bowei 8, and Bowei 9.
However, these walled cities are deeper and more fortified, and it is extremely difficult to take them at first glance.
At another glance, the barracks stretched out, the battle flags fluttered, and there was a tense atmosphere during the war.
The tower of Bocheng was full of sentinels, vigilantly observing the movement outside the city gate.
It can be seen that its vigilance is high.
For this reason, the convoy was about to stop at a long distance, and there was a brigade of city guard cavalry, divided into ten squads, and they found ten convoys for interrogation, and there was no problem, so they allowed the convoy to approach the city.
The convoy of the death camp was stopped at the far distance, because there were too many horses in the death camp, and they had to wait for detailed interrogation before they were allowed to camp outside the city, or if they were on business, they could enter the guest camp inside the city.
In a few moments, when the death battalion was being inspected, a horse team of more than 40 people ran silently on the side.
Zhang Jingtao looked at it, everyone on his horse was in green robes and green armor, although his appearance was elegant, but his expression was cold, he did not smile, and behind the horse, there were dead people's heads, counting the heads, there were almost sixty of them.
Everyone in the death camp was shocked when they saw it, because next to those heads, there was a ghost coin mask.
It is conceivable that the remaining cavalry of the ghost coin knights were all killed by these blue-armored knights.
However, the damage of this team of blue-armored knights was very small, and if it was calculated according to the number of people Bai Miaoci said, only a few people died.
Xiao Meiniang exclaimed: "The martial arts of these people are probably very powerful. ”
"Well, it's not just that the martial arts are powerful, these people have trained the battle formation, not like those Jianghu masters who have been powerful in martial arts, but have not trained the battle formation well." Zhang Jingtao hurriedly looked at those heads and found that there was no Xiao Hurricane's head among them.
Then, Zhao Li will still know that it was he, Zhang Jingtao, who destroyed most of the Ghost Coin Knights.
Moreover, many of the dead ghost coin warriors must have been tortured and interrogated, so many of the dead heads of those heads are extremely hideous.
It must also know about the death camp, although he knows that He Shibi is not in the hands of the death camp, but he is very dissatisfied with the death camp for leaking the whereabouts of He Shibi.
Although Wei Shuang is dead.
Zhang Jingtao also clearly felt this.
Therefore, the eyes of those blue-armored warriors were full of murderous intent, and they swept towards this.
The killing intent was so heavy that not to mention the soldiers of the death battalion, even the city guard cavalry felt it.
The city guard cavalry hurriedly divided into a small group and stepped forward to ask.
Everyone thought that the two would clash, but unexpectedly, the face of the leader of the blue-armored warriors was like the morning sun and thin snow, and he instantly became a warm spring breeze, and talked with the city guard cavalry.
The cavalryman had only spoken a few words, and his face became respectful.
After a while, these blue-armored knights were arranged to enter the city before several convoys.
However, on the road ahead, two teams of men and horses quarreled with the cavalry of the city guard.
Zhang Jingtao saw that one of the teams was actually Luo Anguo's team.
It was a log from their convoy that hung on the carriage of another caravan, causing a dispute.