Such categorical words, Zhao Neng was there for a while, and then stumbled towards the side of the road, on weekdays, Zhao Neng was also one of the leaders of the salt pole, but at this time he ran towards the side of the road, and there was a sudden uproar in the team, and Ma Gang, who was standing in it, laughed and scolded with disdain:

"The ..... who can't see the real thing"

The latter words were glared back by Li Meng, Li Meng was also a little uncomfortable, thinking about what the hell was going on, who would have thought that in front of everyone's eyes, Zhao Neng ran to the small ditch on the side of the road, scooped up a few handfuls of cold and biting river water and wiped it on his face, snorted and washed his face, ran back again, picked up the weapon that others were carrying for him, and complained to Li Meng and said:

"Why didn't you say it earlier, my head is still dizzy now."

Li Meng laughed loudly and hammered Zhao Neng's chest with his fist, after this move, the nervousness of some young people who went to fight for the first time also dissipated, and their morale was high.

The team is arranged in a rectangle, Li Meng and Zhao Neng are not like ordinary teams, even if there are dozens of people, the high rank must stand in the first place, as if otherwise, they will not be able to show their high position, Li and Zhao are both standing on the two corners of the rectangle in the team, and they are also carrying long weapons.

Ma Gang has been in the salt pole for almost two months, in the end, he has had formal training, and soon rose from boiling salt to the salt transport team, he is now dead set on the training method of the salt pole, this simple and effective way makes Ma Gang, a person who likes martial arts and combat, intoxicated, and those seemingly simple and even childish movements can really make people feel the progress of physical fitness. Ma Gang was already extremely convinced by Li Meng, but he was not convinced by Zhao Neng and Chen Liuzi, and felt that his chances were not good, if he had been by Li Meng's side, he would not be worse than them.

After walking for another three miles, Li Meng saw several stones stacked on top of each other on the side of the road, and couldn't help laughing a few times, and said in a loud voice:

"Five hundred steps forward, and we will be on the battlefield!"

The atmosphere in the team suddenly became tense, but looking at Zhao Neng, who was still dripping with water drops on his face, and Li Meng, who was smiling, the mood of these young people suddenly relaxed a lot.

In the training inside the salt pole, the five hundred steps are not an approximate number, but the number of steps taken by someone in the left or right corner of the first row, for Li Meng, in the training when he was a soldier, how many steps per minute is very common military common sense, but in this era, there is no such accurate timer, and it can only rely on the calculation of the leader.

After five hundred steps, these young people all slowed down, and sure enough, there was a shout on both sides, and more than 100 people rushed onto the official road.

These ambushed characters are more vicious than the young men in the salt poles, and their bodies are also strong, with large knives and spears in their hands, and their weapons are much more sophisticated.

Li Meng's more than 150 people lined up in a neat and tight formation, and these ambushers were all in a chaotic group, but they seemed to be more numerous than the salt poles.

"Definitely! Phalanx! Flat guns! ”

Zhao Neng shouted a quick order in his mouth, in the queue training on the beach, these young people's movements should not be said to be mistakes, and after a little hesitation, Li Meng's bamboo whip was hit down with his head and face, and his reaction was already close to subconscious, although he was still a little flustered at this time, he still reacted according to his usual training.

After Zhao Neng finished shouting, Li Meng followed and shouted:

"Thorn!"

These ambushed Yan Ding thought that they were going to be caught off guard by Li Meng's queue, and looked at the one hundred and fifty people turning in all directions, and thought that they were going to be in chaos, who would have thought that in an instant, the weapons in the opponent's hands had already been flattened, and before they had time to stop, those long soldiers had already stabbed out.

The salters who were surrounded on all sides were caught off guard, and the bodies that rushed to the front were all opened, and they fell down with a miserable howl.

"One step forward, stab!"

Under this order, this phalanx quickly expanded a whole circle, and the young people in the salt pole may be afraid, but the movements in their hands and feet are still carried out according to the order, and there is a miserable howl, and the second circle of salt ding that is still pondering outside and rushing in has fallen more than a dozen.

In such a short period of time, nearly forty corpses had been lying around them in the salt poles, and the strongest of these salt rods were only good bandits, most of them were ruffians, and the ambush that was full of confidence was hit head-on by the other party, and many people's psychology immediately collapsed.

Li Meng took a breath and looked back at his team, sure enough, he had only been practicing for a few months, but he was only taking two steps forward, but he couldn't see any neat array.

However, looking at the salts running away in front of him, Li Meng turned his head and Zhao Neng laughed and said:

"This ash pole spear is really much better than our bamboo pole!"

Zhao Neng also replied with a smile:

"That's right, it's a lot smoother to stab in."

By the way, after Li Meng had money in his hand, he opened the joints in the guard and bought a hundred spears with ash rods, and the knives and axes were the most expensive weapons.

Thanks to Li Meng, he was not very satisfied with his subordinates, even in modern times, these young people are at the level of a semi-military organization, and they have standard weapons in their hands, and the semi-military organization is prepared to deal with a similar number of thugs with standard weapons, and there is only one result, that is, massacre.

Li Meng frowned and looked back at the somewhat scattered team behind him, and then looked at the salt Ding who was running away, and felt that it was still necessary to strengthen the training of these young people.

"Take a step back, whole team!"

Zhao Neng shouted again, and the young people who always maintained the posture of stabbing at any time were relieved, took a step back, and entered the queue, everyone had some smugness in their hearts, it turned out that they were so strong.

"Buzz" sounded a few times, several young people with salt poles screamed and fell, everyone looked towards the front of the official road, and three people stood dozens of steps away, holding bows and shooting arrows.

It was the first time that the salt poles had faced their bows and arrows, and they had nothing to cover except spears or bamboo poles, and the three companions who had fallen to the ground were screaming. From the joy of victory to such a panic, the gap is too great, and some of the salters who fled along the official road also stopped and came back.