Luo Hou's eyes were vicissitudes, helpless, and even a little begging.

Duan Mingyu was very puzzled by what this young man who was less than thirty years old had experienced before, let alone why he wanted to be a gun and stick teacher for more than 200 people.

After a long time, Duan Mingyu sighed and said: "Luo Hou, don't teach this and don't mention it first, I just ask you, is there an inevitable relationship between arranging troops and being good at fighting and lifting a thousand catties?" ”

Luo Hou was stunned and shook his head.

Duan Mingyu took a breath and said, "Since it doesn't matter, although the stone you lift is very heavy and powerful, is it too redundant to prove that you know how to fight?"

Luo Hou: "......"

As soon as these words came out, they rolled on the ground over and over, and countless people laughed.

White smoke began to float on Luo Hou's head, and his wheat-colored cheeks slowly turned purple, faintly blackening again.

Duan Mingyu thought of Xie Xiande, and remembered the miserable experience of Xu Zuye who couldn't get out of bed for half a month after ridiculing Xie Xiande. I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and sweat.

Duan Mingyu decisively clapped his hand and said: "There is no need to discuss this matter, you will be responsible for the teaching of guns and sticks."

Luo Hou really didn't expect Duan Mingyu to change so much, and said in a daze: "Really?"

Duan Mingyu patted his chest: "This champion is true to his word, he must practice his words, it is difficult to chase after a dead horse, and he never lies, except for the previous sentence, why, don't you believe it?"

Luo Hou said nervously: "The subordinates don't dare, the subordinates believe it!"

Duan Mingyu nodded: "Okay, then you come to the room with me!"

The person who was rolling on the ground suddenly stood up and looked at Duan Mingyu with a strange expression, hey, it turns out that the son is as good as Longyang!

Luo Hou said in horror: "Son, my subordinates will not obey the order."

Duan Mingyu said suspiciously, "Why don't you follow?"

Luo Hou stiffened his head and stepped forward and said: "My subordinates don't have this hobby, and Ling Death will not sell his chastity for many years, and he will teach the position of gun and stick, so the son should find another job!"

Duan Mingyu immediately rewarded Luo Hou with a violent shudder: "TMD, is this champion that kind of person?" Go, hurry up and go to Bianhu Lake to purify Lao Tzu and purify your filthy soul. ”

Luo Hou saw that Duan Mingyu's expression was normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "His subordinates are guilty!"

Duan Mingyu saw that he was sincere in admitting his mistake, and his anger disappeared for the most part: "Come to my room immediately...... Let's talk about training! Duan Mingyu seemed to feel that something was wrong, and then added another sentence, and walked into the room without looking back.

Luo Hou walked behind in a panic, and there was something wrong, so he immediately slipped away.

After Luo Hou entered the room, Duan Mingyu immediately straightened his face: "Tell me, where do you come from, and what are your intentions?"

Luo Hou was startled, then calmed down, and his eyes began to become vicissitudes, as if he was in boundless pain.

"This champion is asking you!"

Luo Hou's voice was hoarse, and he didn't know if it was caused by excitement or nervousness: "His subordinates are the descendants of Luo Cheng, the founder of the Tang Dynasty, but the family is in the middle of the road, and the door is weak.

Duan Mingyu's eyes lit up, he had long said that the people around Lao Tzu were not easy to get along with, you see, there is a descendant of Luo Cheng in "The Legend of Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" popping up here, hey, God is really not thin on me!

Luo Hou was in a trance, and continued: "His subordinates were forced to make a living, and later abandoned the peasants to join the army, and with the ancestral marksmanship and art of war, he fought a few tough battles and was promoted to the position of captain of Jiupin Zhiguo."

Duan Mingyu finally became a little more serious: "You are a general, why did you appear here again, how could you be so hungry that you almost lost your life?"

Luo Hou said: "This matter is a long story, but it is also somewhat related to the Qin family, the old rival of the son."

Duan Mingyu has always kept things from his subordinates on weekdays, so everyone knows his relationship with the Yangwei Dart Bureau and the Qin family. Duan Mingyu believes that this can make the team members clearly understand who their enemies are, and he wants a group of thoughtful and assertive subordinates, not a group of machines that only know how to kill and have no soul.

Luo Hou didn't see Duan Mingyu's expression, and still said to himself: "After the Huangchao rebels captured Chang'an, Caizhou Assassin Shi Qin Zongquan surrendered to Huangchao, and expanded his army to attack the city, burning and killing and plundering everywhere."

Duan Mingyu nodded, this was exactly the same as the history he knew.

Luo Hou continued: "Finally, during an inspection, the subordinates and brothers finally encountered the soldiers of Caizhou."

Duan Mingyu hurriedly asked the topic he was most concerned about: "How is the combat power of the Caizhou soldiers?"

"Like a wolf and a tiger, the world's elite teachers are unsurpassed!" Although Luo Hou only gave a dozen words of evaluation, it can be seen that the Caizhou soldiers led by Qin Zongquan are indeed difficult to have opponents!

Duan Mingyu said, "Then your troops?"

Two lines of tears flowed in Luo Houhu's eyes: "The whole army was annihilated, and one of the subordinates killed one hundred and thirty-one people in a row, but none of the brothers came out alive, not even a single corpse was left, and later I learned that this group of beasts actually used human flesh as military food."

Duan Mingyu patted Luo Hou on the shoulder: "The past is gone, there is no need to dwell on it, I also have a promise to my dead brothers, now I will hand over more than two hundred brothers to you, you have to teach them well, one day I will bring down the Qin family and avenge the brothers."

Duan Mingyu looked up to the sky and sighed at the lonely sky: "We may inevitably endure hardships, but we should live a wonderful life, I believe that one day in the future, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, there is no war and chaos, children have the love of their parents, parents have the support of their children, peace and happiness."

Luo Hou asked, "Is this what Gongzi has been trying to achieve his goal?"

Duan Mingyu said in high spirits: "Yes, yes, I want history to change from me, hahaha, you don't understand it."

Luo Hou wiped away his tears: "Although my subordinates don't understand, I believe that Gongzi can do it, and that day will definitely come after all."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Childe Qiyu, Mr. Xu brought what you wanted." Wang Aiqing said outside the door.

Duan Mingyu's eyes lit up: "Wang Aiqing, your palace is speaking."

Wang Aiqing pushed the door speechlessly: "Childe, what you want is outside the camp, what should I do now?"

Duan Mingyu's face flashed with a hint of joy that was difficult to hide: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and move me into the house, quick, Luo Hou, you also go and help Lao Tzu! ”

Duan Mingyu watched this box move into his room one by one, as if he saw silver pushed into the house, and his face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

This kind of obscene smile aroused the curiosity of the surrounding team members, and they all wanted to stay here to see what was going on.

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