Battle's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and a look of horror appeared on his face, thinking that the opponent was just a fellow, and he was a dignified Korqin warrior, the unconvincing twisting strength in the Mongol's bones rushed up again, his face suddenly turned purple, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a streamer again, and he met it fiercely and crashed into it, but there was an extra hand on the handle of the scimitar, and Battle almost used the power of the cave room.

Everyone felt as if they couldn't hear the crunch of the blade, only their ears buzzing, and then another, and another...... They all saw that the man chopping wood was like a pile, yes, it was indeed like a common man in labor, who was struggling to tamp the ground with a sledgehammer, even if it was a solid earth, in front of the sledgehammer in his hand, it could only be smashed tightly, solidly, and flattened inch by inch, inch by centimeter.

It's just that Battle is not the ground, he is just a man, a strong man, but in front of the fierce and unstoppable, endless, seemingly never-ending sledgehammer, he can only die and struggle.

Every collision forced him to move back a little, the trembling of his arms was more and more, his face that had originally swelled to purple red became more and more pale, the breath that was held in his chest was about to be exhausted, his legs seemed to show an unsupportable bend, and on the ground, he stepped out of shallow but clear footprints.

The impact of the blade actually hit the piercing sound like the cracking of iron armor, and Badhe's eyes were like dead fish, his mouth was tilted to the side like a stroke patient, and his originally arrogant expression was now distorted like a wild dog drowned in the gutter.

originally thought that it only took one or two moves to go down, and the battellar who was known as the wolf of the Horqin grassland under his hand would be able to slaughter this barbarian from the south, but no one thought that the scene did not develop as he expected.

There was a piercing crisp sound, and the scimitar in Battle's hand actually made the fellow smash it in two with the posture of the forage.

Battle felt a lightness in his hand, his gaze was a little glazed as he stared at the broken blade, and he didn't even react to the bloody cut on his cheek from the shattered fragments on the blade.

And after the black light cut off the streamer, there was not even a pause, with a strange scream, downward, and then up, towards the scimitar that was stuck in the original, looking at his own broken, and the face of Battle was like ashes.

However, when it was less than a foot away from Nabatelle's head, the black light turned into an afterimage, which gradually seemed to turn into the slow motion of the film in the movie, and finally hung high in the air less than an inch from Nabatelle's head.

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Since Li Dashuang had already reined in the slashing momentum, but everyone's eyes subconsciously, or somewhat habitually, fell downward, although they didn't see the scene of black light flashing and blood bursting out, but the guillotine that stopped above Nabatelle's head made them feel a kind of chill from the heart.

The edge of the guillotine knife was densely covered with hideous gaps, interlaced on the guillotine, not only did no one find it ridiculous, but it made people feel the killing intent that penetrated the bone marrow.

Battle seemed to have only reacted at this point, and slowly, or rather sluggishly, raised his head to see the terrible blade that hung high above the top, but was close in front of him. "I'm defeated." When these words came out of Battle's mouth with difficulty and extremely dryness, the hilt of the knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground diagonally, and the cracked wounds on the tiger's mouth in his trembling hands began to turn a faint red.

"You're welcome, it's just a competition, what is invincible, in fact, your strength is not bad." Li Dashuang took back the guillotine, cracked the mouth that seemed a little thick and smiled, the smile was still so honest and real, just like the cloud that had just gone over to get a bottle of soy sauce to stir-fry, and it seemed so incompatible with the crazy demon just now, and the expression of such a split personality really made everyone present shiver.

"Young Master, is there anything else?" Li Dashuang turned his face, no longer looked at Battle, and asked Liang Pengfei respectfully.

Liang Pengfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately no one died, this kid can still give himself face, and finally the education that has been banned in the past few months has not been wasted. "It's none of your business, continue to chop wood with your brother."

"Okay young master." Li Dashuang scratched his shiny scalp, threw the guillotine aside, lifted the axe, and continued to chop firewood as if no one was around, but the eyes of those generals who looked at their brothers still had the contempt and contempt just now, but a kind of surprise and an indescribable jealousy.

This also includes He Lin, who has stayed in the barracks and seen the competition and wrestling between soldiers and soldiers, riding and archery, and even sword kung fu, how could he never have imagined that the struggle between Fang Cai and the two in front of him actually made him feel the tragedy on the battlefield, and a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Is this just a fucking dude?" He Lin felt that his head was almost exploding, if it weren't for the description, he couldn't wait to catch Liang Pengfei and ask him why he used such a fierce talent as a partner, if he had such a man under his command, then he would rather not be a soldier, and use all the men to go to the battlefield.

Badhe finally came to his senses, and finally let his chin back to his place, and saw that Bartel who was still standing in front of him with a look of shame, his face was white and blue, and he also knew that he was brave and brave, but he was very aware of the strength of the leader of his own army, and he also knew that if he went up by himself, he was afraid that his head would turn into an open watermelon if he first stabbed himself.

However, the humiliation that made people trample on him made him feel ashamed and indignant, and his own captain couldn't even beat a guy, so wouldn't he become the laughing stock of the Guangdong sailors? Even a joke in the Great Qing Dynasty [***].

Badkh slapped Nabatel in the face hard: "Get out!" Shame on Lao Tzu, what are you doing here?! ”

Battle was slightly whipped by him, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he walked towards the outside of the camp in shame...... "The last general still needs military affairs, so I will leave first, General Liang, we will have a date later." After Badhe's gaze devoured Liang Pengfei like a poisonous snake, he walked away without waiting for everyone to speak, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to Helin.

He Lin looked at Badhe's back, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint hint of mockery, if it weren't for Shande covering this guy, if he hadn't just arrived in Guangzhou, he would have to deal with the local snake here, and he needed the support of Shande, the general of Guangzhou, just with his arrogant performance, he would be a stupid and irritable waste.

Sitting behind Liang Pengfei's tent, he drank a cup of hot tea, and He Lin, who had faded away slightly, glanced at the people present, and said in a harmonious voice: "My lords, He is here, he is here to follow the emperor's will to supervise the soldiers and horses of Guizhou and Guangzhou, and restore the country for Annan. ”

"General Liang, when he was in Beijing, I heard my brother say that your subordinates have benefited from the training, and they are really the elite of the Guangdong sailors. He Lin smiled and nodded to Liang Pengfei and said warmly.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei has completely understood He Lin's change in his mentality, and it is really two brothers with extreme surnames, one is insidious and greedy, and the other is honest and upright, which is really surprising.

"I don't dare to be an adult, the lower officials just want to make more contributions to the court and be able to glorify the lintel." Liang Pengfei's words were agreed by He Lin, which proved that this person was real, and his brother did not recommend the wrong person to himself this time, and more importantly, his brother did pave the way for himself, if he couldn't take Annan, what face would he have to go back to face the emperor and his eldest brother.

After He Lin withdrew his gaze from looking at Liang Pengfei, he cleared his throat and swept his gaze to the bodies of those general adjutant generals.

It's very quiet, the deputy generals and general soldiers who were originally clamoring to jump to Liang Pengfei are now like a group of mud fetal bodhisattvas, one by two silent, kind and kind-eyed, they think that they have no ability to pinch Liang Pengfei's men, and there is no reason to think that they dare to jump out at this time to accuse Liang Pengfei of being ashamed.

The corners of He Lin's mouth curved slightly: "All of you are the generals of the Guangdong Navy, and it shouldn't be difficult for colleagues to help each other, right?" He Lin's voice seemed very gentle, but this almost reproachful remark made these people's scalps tingle, they did not have a solid backstage like Badhe, so their political consciousness was greatly improved in an instant.

"The last general thinks that the Admiral's suggestion is also very reasonable, and the last general can give up an ordnance first." One of the general soldiers stood up and replied proudly, as if it was obligatory.

In short, everyone agreed with the Admiral's suggestion, believing that it was the collective honor of the entire Guangdong Navy Division to let Humen Town represent the Guangdong Naval Division, and Humen Town was the pride of the entire Guangdong and even the whole country's Naval Division, and they had reason to believe that under the command of He Lin, the Lord Qincha who held high the banner of justice of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty would inevitably be able to overcome all obstacles, eliminate all enemies and unstable elements, and restore a peaceful and harmonious international environment around the Qing Empire.

In a word, if you want something, you can give it to you, as long as you want it, even if you want clothes, Lao Tzu has to support his colleagues for free.

When He Lin left, he just kindly told Liang Pengfei to step up his training, and he didn't say any extra nonsense, and disappeared outside the sailor camp with a vote of generals, just as suddenly as when he came.

Looking at the back of He Lin, Liang Pengfei laughed, he didn't expect that He Shen would have such a younger brother, no matter what, whoever will be the coach is the same, Annan, that is the meat in his mouth, how to eat it, it depends on his own means.

(To be continued)