Above the head of the North Palace City, Emperor Han Ling sat on the dragon chair with a smile on his face, looking at the thousands of people who sent money under the city wall, and his whole body was full of pleasure. In Liu Hong's heart, he was thinking about www.biquge.info fact that after getting the eighth lieutenant of Xiyuan this time, should he have another captain of the Twelve Captains of Nangong at the end of the year......

On both sides of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were listed in turn.

Zhang Rang, the regular attendant, stood up, took a scroll of the rules of the competition in the form of a holy decree and began to read: "First, life and death have a fate, and wealth is in the sky. All those who participate in the competition will sign a life and death certificate by default, and death and injury will not be punished. Second, those who win ten in a row will advance. Third, no one dares to advance to the fight. Fourth......

After Zhang Rang finished reading, he turned around and asked Emperor Han Ling. Emperor Han Ling nodded, Zhang Rang screamed, the battle of the eight captains of the Xiyuan New Army officially began!

"Oh~" In an instant, the soldiers participating in the competition let out a tsunami-like cheer to vent the excitement in their hearts.

There were already warriors who waved their drums and hammers to beat the war drums on the city wall, and for a while, the drums thundered and thundered, and the war horses neighed, as if they had entered the battlefield.

In the school grounds, the generals who had already been prepared couldn't hold back their mood, and the long knives and spears in their hearts exuded bloodthirsty light.

"The revolving gate guard Zhang Ping is here, who will come up to challenge?" In the camp on the east side of the school field, a military general rushed out on horseback, holding a spear, and shouted majestically.

"A certain Feng Fang, I will meet you when I come up!" Before Zhang Ping's words fell, another general immediately rushed out of the camp in the west, holding a long knife with a cold light, and rode his horse towards Zhang Ping.

"Good knife technique!" Zhang Ping shouted while raising his gun to refuse. In the sound of war drums, swords and guns clashed, and the two fought together.

He Xian asked Guo Jia beside him, "What is the background of this Feng Fang?"

Guo Jia replied: "Feng Fang is a member of Xiling County, Jingzhou, and is the son-in-law of Cao Jie, a former middle school attendant and general of the chariot and cavalry. It is said that Feng Fang has a daughter, who is now married to Yuan Shu in the former Henan Yin and Runan......"

"It's a eunuch again, and it's the Yuan family again, the relationship behind this Feng Fang is really complicated......"

It's just that Feng Fang's martial arts are ...... He Xian looked at it twice and was no longer interested. Whether it is Feng Fang or that Zhang Ping, He Xian is sure that he can pick the two off the horse within three rounds.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds, Zhang Ping was not Feng Fang's opponent, and shouted "good martial arts" and turned the horse into defeat.

"Feng Fang Mo is rampant, a certain family will meet you!" Zhang Ping had just retreated, and another general rushed to the school field, and without saying a word, he and Feng Fang were in a scuffle. There were more than a dozen rounds in a row, and in the end, Feng Fang forced his opponent back with a move that was not skillful in splitting Huashan. In five games in a row, this Feng Fang actually met all rookies, and the level was also a quasi-second-rate general.

There is a way for laymen to see the liveliness, and insiders to see the doorway. There are at least dozens of second-rate generals present at the level above, but the ones who appear one after another are all third-rate generals, and the cats are obvious!

"These scenes seem to be preset?" He Xian asked softly

Guo Jia chuckled and said, "Why should the general be surprised! In today's battle, the wealthy families of all generations are prepared, not to mention, you don't take a look, who recommended the candidate? ”

Hearing this, He Xian turned around and looked up at the civil and military ministers watching the battle on the tower of the city gate, and found that when Feng Fang went out to fight, Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and other regular attendants applauded and worked very hard, and even pointed at Liu Hong, which seemed to deepen Feng Fang's impression in the heart of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

"Alright! The Ten Standing Servants are really bold, so I'm looking for someone with real strength! Is it really good to find such a person to fool His Majesty in front of the heroes of the world? He Xian secretly slandered in his heart.

Seeing that He Xian seemed to be dissatisfied with Feng Fang on the field, Lu Bu immediately took a step forward, hugged his fists and said: "General don't be angry, let Lu Bu play, and ensure that the fight will not survive for one round!" “

Before He Xian could speak, Guo Jia hurriedly stopped: "Lu Sima Mo is excited! This person is not to be worried, but he is the one who serves the ten constants, and he is rampant! “

Lu Bu was stunned and retreated into the formation.

At this time, Feng Fang had already won ten people in a row, and returned to his own formation in a panting. Looking at this posture, if one or two more generals come up, Feng Fang won't even be able to supply the strength to act.

After Feng Fang, Bao Hong, Zhao Rong, Xia Mu and others played one after another, and unexpectedly qualified for the finals.

The scene seems to be lively, but in the eyes of He Xian and others, it is all routines, and there is no dry goods at all, which is really boring.

"Yuan Shao, the head of the Yanliang generation of Hejian, went to war, who dared to come and send him to death?"

After a low roar, He Xian was finally shocked, and Yuan made a move!

Yan Liang, an old acquaintance of He Xian and Zhao Yun, finally reunited in Luoyang after the First World War in Zhongshan. Yan Liang is here, Wen Chou doesn't know if he is dead?

He Xian looked at the phalanx where Yan Liang was fighting, and sure enough, he saw Wen Chou holding a green-striped snakeskin gun. It's still the ugly green samurai suit, or the ugly face with a concave face and a collapsed nose. He Xian secretly said that it was a pity, why is this ugly not dead. As a first-class general, Wen Chou immediately felt He Xian's ill-intentioned gaze, and immediately returned the salute with a vicious look.

Yan Liang, who was dressed in a cyan warrior suit, with a white face and long beard, a good appearance, and a white tiger sword in his hand, went to the middle of the school field with a pestle, this aura was by no means comparable to Feng Fang and Xia Mou's generation. can finally rely on personal bravery to fight, which is a shot in the arm for everyone in the school field who does not have a strong background!

The audience outside the school immediately erupted in cheers, and everyone knew that the real show was about to begin!

The moment He Xianzheng and Wen Chou wanted to look at each other, there was already a young general who couldn't help but be excited and stepped on the stage. It's a pity that with just one move, he was slashed off the horse by Yan Liang with his weapons. If it weren't for Yuan Shao's fear that the impact would not be good, he specially told Yan Liang not to kill people as much as possible, this move could directly split the young general who didn't know whether he was alive or dead into two sections!

"Who else is not convinced?" Yan Liang put away his knife and roared on his horse.

Yuan Shao was very satisfied with Yan Liang's appearance and took the lead in applauding. The audience who reacted also cheered warmly, and after watching it for a long time, it can be regarded as waiting for a real competition!

He Xian looked at Yan Liang, who was invincible in the field, smiled slightly, and gestured to Lu Bu behind him.

Mingjian is known as "one Lu, two Zhao, three Dianwei, four passes, five horses, six Zhang Fei, seven yellow, eight Xu, nine Jiang Wei", according to this technique, Yan Liang can't even rank in the top ten. But in fact, this is just a ranking made up by storytellers in order to rhyme, and there is no very reliable basis. The martial arts of ancient generals cannot be ranked by numbers, so they can only be judged by the staggered competitions between them, and they also need to analyze their various states before each battle to get an approximate grade. If Lu Bu is a super-first-class general, then there is no problem for Yan Liang to rank among the first-class generals.