After breakfast, Song Zheng didn't rush to the training ground, but sat there, silently using the secret score of Chunyang, closing his eyes and recuperating. Ming'er was a little anxious, she knew that Song Zheng had made a lot of preparations for Dabi and wanted to win the championship. But right now, Song Zheng is like an old monk who is in a fixed place, and he is not in a hurry at all. She hurriedly urged Song Zheng, Song Zheng opened his eyes and smiled, "What are you panicking about?" Well, you might as well take a trip! As he spoke, he whispered to Ming'er.

Ming'er was startled at first, then laughed, "You're so bad!" With that, Ming'er ran out.

Li Hongniang was curious next to her, "Stinky boy, what kind of bad water are you having?" ”

"If my sister kisses me, I might tell you!"

"Begging for a beating!" Li Hongniang stepped forward and waved her hand to shoot down.

Song Zheng didn't dodge, he looked willing.

Li Hongniang snorted, and when the slap was half a foot away from Song Zheng, she stopped, "You made a great contribution last night, and I will spare you this time, next time I will be open-mouthed, see me tear your mouth!" Li Hongniang found a reason for herself.

Will it really tear Song Zheng's mouth? Li Hongniang didn't know the bottom of her heart. It seems that this kid has teased him several times, and he hasn't done anything to him.

Song Zheng raised his head and sniffed his nose, as if he was intoxicated by the fragrant wind.

Li Hongniang couldn't hold back any longer, and knocked a violent shudder on his head!

"Death does not change! Hum! With that, Li Hongniang walked out. Last night was critical, with heavy casualties, and she still had a lot of work to do. For example, after persuading the Yan brothers and sisters and Zhang Zong to stay in the house honestly and not to disturb Song Zheng.

As time passed, the voices on the big training ground were faintly heard, and the voices were boiling. Song Zheng glanced at the hour and muttered, "It's almost, it's time to go." With that, he walked out slowly.

On the big training ground, Qizhou and Weizhou have already begun. The Qizhou team, under the leadership of Yang Dong and Xin Yu, has already gained the upper hand. Luan Yu stood on the side of the Qingzhou team, but his mind was not on the field, he kept looking at the team of the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy, but he didn't find Song Zheng's figure. The Mizhou team members all turned their heads and ears, looking like they had no backbone.

Luan Yu wondered in his heart, could it be that Song Xiaolang was killed last night? Think about it. Mu Yu teamed up with the three men in black to deal with Song Zheng and the two, and he would definitely be able to take it. Besides, the man in black still has a bow and crossbow, even if that bull-nosed old man helps Song Zheng, it will be difficult for him to escape. It's just that I don't know what this kid thinks, and he actually let his accomplices pretend to be Yan Yusheng, isn't that looking for death?

Last night, after Luan Huan went back, he was a little unpredictable. However, he has already made up his mind that in today's arena, if Song Zheng appears, let Xing Ba and others join forces and beat him to death, at least half-paralyzed, so that he knows the fate of being a "traitor". For this reason, early this morning, Luan Hui also deliberately arranged his tactics, arranging five swordsmen and five gunmen to rush up to besiege Song Zheng, with the beautiful name of "capture the thief and capture the king first!" ”

When Luan Wei was thinking, he saw a person dressed as a girl running over in a hurry, with a sad face. She came to Yang Tong's side and whispered something. Yang Tong's eyes widened at first, and then his face darkened.

Song Zheng died last night? Luan Yu was shocked and a little lost in his heart. It's also a pity, this Song Xiaolang is young and has extraordinary martial arts, and he still appreciates it, otherwise, when Qingzhou and Mizhou clashed at the beginning of his entry into the martial arts academy, he would not let him go. He was only fourteen years old, and perhaps he went astray for a moment before committing a "traitor" act.

Luan Yue, who judged that Song Zheng might be dead, felt excited.

The game on the field is over. The Qizhou team gave full play to the strength of the champion team, and finally planted the team flag on the foundation of the Weizhou team.

Hearing the hundreds of households on the field shouting, "Qingzhou team, Mizhou team, play!" Luan Yu still didn't see Song Zheng's figure, and couldn't help but shake his head. At this time, Wu Dingkun, the general of the Qingzhou team, ran over, "Luan Jiaoxi, the other party is not coming, do you think our tactics are ......?" ”

Luan Yu said a little dejectedly, "You can do it yourself." ”

Wu Dingkun was happy, in the last game, the Qingzhou team charged with twenty-five shield players, and the Xuzhou team was crushed at once, and the other party had no power to fight back. Although the tactics were simple, they were extremely effective, and they were almost free of command, and they saved a lot of work. Now Song Xiaolang of the Mizhou team didn't come, so he used shield tactics to knock all the Mizhou players who were a little uncertain out of the field, and one charge was determined.

Wu Dingkun led the team to the field. The Mizhou players didn't wait for Song Zheng, but Yang Tong had a gloomy face and arranged a substitute to play, and Lu Hong was the general.

Lu Hong, who became an "official", glared, "Brother Yang, Song Xiaolang is not coming, how can this game be played?" ”

Yang Tong whispered softly in his ear, "Don't be unbreathable, you have to make a sad appearance for a while, take the players to prepare slowly off the field, don't rush to play." After that, Yang Tong also said loudly, "Just follow the tactic we discussed yesterday!" Let's work together, we must play well! ”

Acting again? Lu Hong was happy in his heart, but his face was very serious. This guy is also so talented.

The Mizhou team came to the field listlessly, and Lu Hong came out to guess the side with Wu Dingkun. As a result, Lu Hong was lucky this time and guessed the north side of the upwind position.

Wu Dingkun is extremely confident in the Qingzhou team and does not care about the inferior position. The players were instructed to get ready quickly and stood on the field early. The formation was the same as last time, with fifteen shield bearers in the front row, five shield bearers in the second row, and five pikemen in the third row, with Wu Dingkun standing at the end with the flag. The team's appearance is neat, the morale is high, and the audience secretly sticks their thumbs up.

Just as the Mizhou team members were slowly preparing at the north end of the field, a figure jumped out from the crowd of onlookers, and even the soldiers who maintained order could not stop it. After Luan Yu caught a glimpse of that figure, his color immediately changed. Who is that not Song Zheng?

It turned out that after Song Zheng shook out of the stronghold, he went around most of the circle, got out of the woods behind the audience, and entered the crowd. When he saw that the Qingzhou team was big and played early, he jumped out very quickly.

As long as you come to the field, you are not allowed to go down, which is clearly stipulated in the regulations. Otherwise, there is no mess on the field? Song Zheng calculated this point and let Luan Hao's tactics against him come to naught.

"Who's coming?" The hundred households who presided over the game shouted and asked.

"In Xia Song Zheng, the Mizhou team is about to come, because there is something important to come, please forgive me!" The teenager was polite.

"Imminent?" Lord Baihu looked at the young man in front of him, yes, it was the temporary general of the Mizhou team in the last game, and when he guessed the side, he thought that the Mizhou team was about to be replaced. But in the past three years, there has never been a situation where the real card is coming late!

At this time, Wei Datong, another coach of the Qingzhou team, shouted outside the field, "The regulations stipulate that each team will go on the field to guess the side, since this person is late, he can't play!" ”

Song Zheng glared at him, and Wei Datong trembled with fright. After being beaten by Song Zheng, it was still painful under his bones, and he subconsciously moved a step to Luan Yue's side.

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Lord Baihu, is there any provision in the charter that you can't change the general after guessing the edge?" ”

"It's not true, but it's ......" Baihu was still hesitating, and Xin Qiji, who was on the stage, said, "Don't take it as an example, go quickly!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Xin, thank you, Lord Baihu." This guy is polite and thoughtful, and even the hundred households who have always been harsh have a good impression of him.

When the Mizhou team members saw Song Zheng coming, they were immediately refreshed. However, Song Zheng changed his appearance and said with a cold face, "You bunch of rabbit cubs! I'm not coming, you're like frosted eggplants. Get some fucking energy! ”

Everyone was frightened and hurriedly raised their heads.

Xin Qiji nodded again and again on the stage, and his son Xin Yu was full of praise for Song Xiaolang, and there was really some truth. This Song Xiaolang performed well in the last game, and now he is watching him lead the troops, and he is also deeply integrated into the way of generals.

Xin Qiji, both civil and military, is not only a poet, but also a general with extraordinary force. His son Xin Yu is also a general, and his literary talent is also good, Xin Qiji is very pleased with this. However, listening to Lin Yu, this Song Xiaolang is the top talent of the Mizhou Academy of Literature, and there is no need to say that he is talented; In terms of force, Xin Yu also sighed to himself. This is a little strange, how can a generation of great Confucian Song Jue teach a son who can be a general?

It was precisely because of his curiosity about Song Zheng and Song Zheng's loophole in the charter that it was reasonable for Xin Qiji to let Song Zheng play.

However, to Xin Qiji's surprise, Song Zheng did not send a single shield soldier, ten archers, ten stick players, and eight spearmen appeared on the field.

There were three other people who were still preparing off the field, which aroused Xin Qiji's interest.

One of them was Song Zheng, the general who was supposed to hold the flag, and he also chose a wooden stick. Generally speaking, the general will carry the flag and will not choose weapons. This is not because it is not allowed, but because the flagpole is relatively heavy, and the generals have no energy to use weapons anymore, but Song Zheng chose it.

The second is that the other two people both chose the stick, but gave it to one of the people to use.

The third is that Song Zheng actually pulled out a dagger, dug two holes in two-thirds of the two sticks, and stuffed two pieces of wooden sticks intercepted from the two pikemen. It's made into a weird thing. After that, Song Zheng also tied this strange thing to the feet of a team member. When this person stood up, the audience understood, isn't this a stilt?

Lord Baihu was confused again, and went through the charter in his mind, but he didn't expect Song Zheng and others to violate the charter. During the competition, wooden weapons are often destroyed, and competitors often fight with half-cut knives or guns.

"He is hiding a sharp blade and plotting against him!" Wei Datong shouted again. Luan Yu next to him slapped him, and Wei Datong suddenly woke up. It's early, and people are still preparing off the field.

Baihu was about to open his mouth to remind, but saw Song Zheng throw the fish intestine sword and hand it to a substitute behind him, and then played with the "Gao Qiaoshou". Another team member who didn't even have a stick also went up to fight for Song Zheng: This person is naturally the hard-working Lu Hong.