Wu Anjun's mansion is very large, the north of the Beiyuan campus directly responds to the north gate of the mansion, and the school field is divided into three barracks, each barracks is a courtyard, is the place where the soldiers live and practice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The barracks on the east side are the garrison of the soldiers under the command of Centurion Luo Gang.

Luo Gang led a few new soldiers back to his barracks, and the army commanders under their command immediately surrounded him, looking at the recruits behind Luo Gang.

"Centurion, just a few?"

"There are a total of thirteen recruits in Nanyuan this month, and I can get back six, and I am already the commander who cares for us!"

Luo Gang's hundred-man brigade went out on a mission last month to encircle and suppress a few remnants of the Zhao State, who would have thought that he would encounter a first-class martial artist, and the casualties were very large, even if he won six recruits, now the whole team is only ninety-four people, according to the government soldier system, they still have six gaps.

But the selection of Wu'an soldiers has always been extremely strict, in order to ensure loyalty to the mansion, basically do not recruit people, most of the soldiers from the mansion Nanyuan training, rather lack than abuse.

"Centurion, this boy looks like he has a good physique, give it to me!"

Deputy General Tao Hong took a fancy to Zhao Yue, the strong man among the recruits.

"You want to be beautiful!"

Luo Gang looked at his subordinate generals and pouted: "This is a good seedling, I want to cultivate it myself!" ”

He is a centurion, with hundreds of soldiers under his command, and two lieutenant generals on the left and right to assist him, and these hundreds of soldiers are divided into ten troops, each of which has a captain, which is basically a whole.

They are soldiers, not hospitable, do not pay attention to fighting alone, every time they encircle and suppress people in the rivers and lakes, at least one army of government soldiers is dispatched.

When encircling and suppressing the strong, they will even dispatch the entire government army.

"An Ming belongs to our army!"

"Li Han, we want it!"

Luo Gang took down Zhao Yue, a good seedling, and the remaining team leaders also began to fight for people, ten squads, five people, naturally fighting for the head of the blood, after all, one more person, one more combat effectiveness.

"Centurion, how did you pick up a sick seedling?"

Zhao Yue and the other four Xinfu soldiers were all won over, leaving Han Chuan, who looked thin and weak, and his blood was insufficient, and he was obviously disliked by them.

Today is the second time Han Chuan has been disliked, and he can't help but touch his nose: Is this young master so untreated?

It's all that broken "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"

It took him ten years, but it was difficult to make progress, and he wanted to give up.

"This is the Commander shoehorned in!" Luo Gang glanced at Han Chuan and said, "This kid took a trick to enter Beiyuan, and he can't accept it if the commander doesn't accept it, his martial arts skills are not high, but his head is good, who are you going to take him?" ”

"Centurion, let him follow me!"

A middle-aged man stood up, glanced at Han Chuan meaningfully, and said with a smile.

"Old Li Tou?"

Han Chuan's eyes lit up, he was no stranger to this middle-aged man, Li Li was his neighbor, and he was also half of his master, and his own marksmanship was basically taught by him.

"Okay!"

Luo Gang nodded, looked at Han Chuan, and warned simply and rudely: "Han boy, I don't care why you entered the government soldiers, just your martial arts, I don't expect you to do anything for us, but as long as you abide by the military rules of the government soldiers, keep to yourself, and don't cause trouble for me, I don't bother to pay attention to you!" ”

Among the government soldiers, martial arts are the most important.

Han Chuan's little martial arts, he couldn't even gather a thousand catties of stone mortars, and he didn't step into the boundary of a third-rate martial artist, so he didn't have much combat power at all.

"Yes!"

When Han Chuan heard this, he nodded kindly: "My subordinates promise not to cause trouble for the centurion!" ”

In this way, Han Chuan became a glorious soldier of Wu'an Prefecture.

"Xiao Chuan, let me introduce you to our team, Mo Liang, Qiu Bo, their archers, Gong Ling, Mo Lan, Zhao Shouzheng, Wang Mingzhong, they are good at strength, Nangong Tu, this is our senior!"

Li Li returned to his own independent courtyard, this courtyard has more than ten houses, lingering in the middle of a spacious small school field, he walked in, everyone in his team was there, and he introduced Han Chuan to his future partners.

There are a total of eight people in their team, and with Han Chuan, there are nine.

"This is Han Chuan, the new government soldier!" Li Lidao.

"It looks a little thin and tender, and his face is pale, and his blood is insufficient, Wu Chang, this is completely a burden!"

The strong man Zhao Shouzheng suddenly stepped forward, his fist suddenly raised, and he directly punched over: "Boy, since you have joined our team, take my punch first!" ”

Han Chuan's pupils contracted slightly, and his fist with a fierce wind had already broken through, and he hurriedly stepped back, and his whole body exploded with strength.

Rumble!

Being hit head-on by this punch, Han Chuan trembled.

"Enough!"

Li Li said lightly: "Xiaochuan has just joined, enough is enough!" ”

"The strength is very weak, not even eight hundred catties, but his reaction is good!" Everyone looked at Han Chuan, and one of the old soldiers said in a deep voice: "If you practice light skills well, it won't be a burden!" ”

Call!

Han Chuan let out a long breath, the dragon elephant true qi in his body was still running, but the breath was weak, and against the fist strength of a third-rate martial artist, he could only be abused.

"Xiao Chuan, this is a water chestnut horse, and the marksmanship of the "Blue Wolf Thirteen Guns" that the government soldiers must practice, the new government soldiers, the tasks of the first month are basically patrolling the mansion, familiarizing themselves with horsemanship, and practicing marksmanship!"

After Li Li gave Han Chuan the mounts and marksmanship of the government soldiers, he carefully instructed an old government soldier and said, "Nangong Tu, you will take him with you in the future!" ”

"Good!"

Nangong Tu is in his early fifties, and he is the oldest soldier in Li Li's team, and he rarely goes out on missions.

Han Chuan stroked his future partner, and the tall horseback made him a little excited: "Water chestnut horse, this is a Hun horse!" ”

In the following time, Han Chuan began to enter the career of the government soldier.

Shangjun is the fief of Wu'an Jun, and the task of the Wu'an Mansion soldiers is to manage the martial arts security of the fifteen counties of Shangjun and prevent the martial arts masters from making chaos.

Recently, the Xiongnu royal court is about to move, and many spies have entered Shangjun, and Li Li is very busy and has been on a mission all day long.

For half a month, Han Chuan was at ease, he followed Nangong Tu to patrol the surroundings of the mansion every day, and then practiced riding and marksmanship.

Thirteen shots of the blue wolf.

This is the marksmanship secret book created by Wu Anjun when he was young and watched the giant wolf, and it is the secret marksmanship of Wu Anjun's mansion.

Wu Anjun is known as the god of the Great Qin spear, a spear that kills the gods, invincible, and most of the soldiers of Wu'an Mansion are practicing marksmanship.

Although Han Chuan was limited by "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", his comprehension is actually very good, the blue wolf has thirteen guns, he has comprehended seven guns in half a month, and his strength is more than 400 catties, but the explosive power of marksmanship is enough to have a thousand catties.

If it was wheel combat power, he could already step into the realm of a third-rate martial artist.

"Xiaochuan, your marksmanship is very good!"

In the courtyard, Nangong Tu saw Han Chuan's hard cultivation in his eyes.

The thirteen spears of the blue wolf are cultivated, but the entry is fast, and it is difficult to eat thoroughly, the first, second, and third shots are easy to cultivate, but the second and third shots are more difficult than the first, and it is rumored that the thirteenth shot can kill the first-class martial artists.

Even if he Nangong Tu has been cultivating for more than ten years, he has only learned the first six shots, and the seventh shot can't touch the door at all.

But Han Chuan actually cultivated the seventh shot in half a month.

"Uncle Tu, my internal skills are not good, and my marksmanship is useless!" Han Chuan smiled bitterly, he didn't know when he would be able to break through the first layer of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".