Qin Yue has two fears, one is afraid that the master will straighten her body, and the other is afraid that the tiger will be mad.

Jia Yin is fine no matter how he fiddles with it on weekdays, but if he really wants to start a fire, Qin Yue feels that his neck is cold and swishing.

Seeing that Jia Yin was really angry, Qin Yue hurriedly snorted and said with a smile: "Since you replied to the letter, then you will him tomorrow, the key is that you have fought with him before, what are the odds?" ”

"Half a catty of foot fighting against eight taels, if it is a horse battle, it should be able to win, my animal-like horse can't compare. Besides, with the spear in place, I'll be fine even if I lose. ””

"That's good, since the whole master is going to threaten us and others to duel with him with an iron battle, then the big man will be fine, go back to the camp first, and live a long life, and the bed will be your battlefield in three days."

When the brothers returned to the barracks, they immediately picked up Cao Bin and Mu Yun, both of whom returned to the camp after only three glasses of wine symbolically yesterday, and it was not okay to have no generals in the army.

"This is arrogant to the limit, right, he is alone, and he dares to challenge?"

"People are in his hands, they shouldn't have to respond, and besides, the tiger has been approved."

"Then let's fight."

Cao Bin's attitude is really true, it is not about himself, Qin Yue threw a water chestnut dissatisfied, and said angrily: "Although his letter emphasized that he was not involved in state affairs, it is a fact that he is a Shu general. ”

"Why isn't it for nothing?"

"I simply invited the people of Shu Chinese martial arts to watch the battle."

When Cao Bin heard this, he immediately took off his boots, sat cross-legged, and said, "If you want to eat Xiang Shuai's cold noodles, you go by yourself, don't rely on Shangso." ”

……

Today's Yizhou City, except for the inner city, the rest have been taken over by the Zhou army, and the Chinese army camp of Xiang Xun is set up in Yizhou Mansion, and the horses are in charge of the army, and the people are in charge of the people, and they are very busy.

When Qin Yue asked to see him, he was busy with official business, and after listening to the report, Xiang Xun rubbed his red eyes and said: "It's going to make trouble, at this juncture, what kind of martial arts are you competing, don't make trouble for Ben Shuai, okay?" ”

"There's no way, Huzi's goods have already been delivered, and you can't give up halfway, won't that grow the spirit of the Shu people and extinguish your own prestige? Besides, it's possible for bad things to turn into good things. ”

"How can a bad thing become a good thing?"

"I believe in Huzi's martial arts, they have fought twice, one of which also fought more than 30 times, a tie, if he has horsepower, he may be able to win, and it is a tie at worst, so I simply fanfare to strengthen my army."

"If you lose, you will not only lose the face of your Huya Army, but also the face of the entire Great Zhou. If you want to compete, you can also make a military order. ”

“……”

Qin Yue scolded his mother in his stomach, what can he do, it's not my advanced city. I didn't speak at the moment, I just looked at him.

Xiang Xun was as cold as a knife: "It's okay if you don't make a military order, you don't have it, Ben Shuai when you haven't come to report, if you lose, you will fight and brawl privately, if you win, you will win, and Ben Shuai can't see it." ”

Qin Yue got up and left.

Xiang Xun saw that he was far away, and snorted coldly in his nose, straight lady thief, he was rampant, and he didn't want to give you a good look.

……

After bathing and changing clothes, filling his stomach, he went to the stables to take a look, there was not a single healthy horse, but the generals rode out, sighed lightly and walked out.

After the veteran Shi Bao unloaded all the errands, he panicked in his heart, but he had nowhere to go, so he had to nest in the back garden to fish and relieve his boredom.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive...... You have experienced many battles, tell the old man about the battle. ”

Quan Shixiong said that after the battle with the Zhou army, he said: "If the three armies are brave, they are not afraid of the Zhou army, but why did the imperial court surrender overnight?" ”

"Alas, mourning is greater than heart death, the saint is disheartened, the root is still on the prince, in order to ensure the stability of the storage position, the second prince was released at the age of fifteen, and a good seed of literature and martial arts was wasted, and the result is that the prince with high hopes is worse than the former Shu Liu Chan, how can you make the saint embarrassed. In addition, the saint is benevolent, and the sentence 'The rise and fall of a family matter, the peace of the people's family' also expressed his heart. ”

"Jing Xin, don't be impulsive anymore, this country can't be restored."

“…… Well, I was thinking about facing the saint, so I didn't bother, but I had something to ask for. ”

"You also served under a certain subordinate back then, let's say, what you can, the old man will do his best."

"There is no battle, my heart is empty, I beg the old general to borrow a horse and a set of armor ......"

Shi Hao's eyes flashed, and he said: "Jingxin, when this country is changing, don't mess around." ”

Quan Shixiong said what he planned in his heart, and then said: "Shixiong has his own sense of proportion, and he will not miss state affairs." ”

“…… That's it, you go to the stable, and the armor will be delivered. ”

"Thank you, General."

"You...... If there are a few more bloody warriors like you in Shu, they will not be able to break the predicament of today, alas......"

Shi Hao watched the whole master pick up the horses and armor and go out, sighed in his heart, and ordered: "Prepare the horse and enter the palace." ”

Everything in the palace is as usual, but it is a lot of depression, and the majesty of the palace is gone, and the palace is full of flowers.

"Old general, what's the matter?"

Meng Chang fell crookedly on the brocade couch, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, and when he saw Shi Bao coming in, he wanted to sit up forcefully, but he didn't bother to move.

Li Hao and Yi Xianzheng, who were sitting next to him, also looked at it curiously.

In the past few days, both of them have been in the palace, firstly, there are some official matters that need to be put to rest, and secondly, Meng Chang's mental state is really poor, as if he has aged twenty years old overnight, which is really worrying, and he is always around.

"The history of Wenzhou assassination and the defense of Benzhou is the whole division, and the book of life and death is given to the vanguard of the Zhou army, Jia Yin, and the decisive battle at the bridgehead of the immortal will be promoted tomorrow."

"The whole division is challenging the vanguard of the Zhou army? Didn't Quan Shixiong die in battle? ”

"He fell into the river at a high altitude, and he was lucky not to die, so he spontaneously challenged the document when he returned to Yizhou."

Li Hao asked, "Then why don't you come to meet the saint?" ”

"The cardinal has not been there, and I only returned to Yizhou this morning to ask the old minister for the war horse armor he borrowed, which is a private act."

"This matter should be stopped, it is not good for the country."

"Yes, at this critical juncture, everything goes well, so don't make any extraneous branches, Shen Tu, pass on my message, and order it to be canceled."

"No."

……

No matter what happened to the outside world, Jia Yin returned to the barracks to warm up with the flower gun first, forced all the hangover, and after practicing a hot sweat, he took a refreshing bath, his mind was reined, and he began to sharpen his knife.

This chopping knife, although it is a masterpiece of fine iron, lazy monk and iron arhat, but after several battles, the blade has become a jagged tooth, and it can be used to this knife, and there is no other way to take advantage of the blade for a while, so I have to sharpen it more, fortunately, the lack is not too big, in addition to the incision is not smooth, the stab is more powerful.

Jia Yin picked a delicate whetstone, inserted the three-legged horse into the stone crevice in front of the command room, squatted on the horse, and sharpened from the head of the knife. Chishan brought a large bucket of water, held a spoon in one hand, and poured water from time to time.

Sharpening the knife is sharpening the state of mind.

While sharpening his knife, Jia Yin recalled the two battles with Quan Shixiong, and gradually, his hands were moving, but his mind was full of the blood of the previous fight.

There was a hint of crimson on the belly of the fingers.

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