"You two, what are you doing?" Wang Shaoan asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We're just guys."

"Oh~ It turned out to be a guy! Very good, so let's leave your clothes, I won't tell the general the evidence of your crimes, you two hurry up and run for your lives, I don't see anything? Wang Shaoan said.

"Really?"

"If you don't hurry, I'll regret it later!"

The two quickly untied the man's line, and then climbed over the fence and fled.

"It's as simple as that?" Zhao Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

"Or else! Hurry up and get dressed and go in for a drink, don't you want to drink? ”

Wang Shaoan just learned from the two of them that this Yan Wushu is old today, and he is now holding a feast in the barracks, no wonder the business outside the barracks is so good, it turned out to be a birthday celebration.

After the two put on the man's clothes, they swaggered into the barracks. In the tent area on the periphery, there was no one at the moment, and as he walked to the middle, the cheers became louder and louder. All the soldiers were on the school grounds, and countless bonfires were set up on the school grounds, on which whole sheep were roasted, and twenty or thirty people gathered around a pile to drink wine and eat meat.

Wang Shao'an took Xiao Bai to find a bonfire and sat down, picked up the wine jar on the ground and drank it.

"Good wine!" After taking a big sip, Wang Shaoan smashed his mouth and said. The wine drunk by the northern men is really different, and the degree is much higher than that of the southern wine.

The soldier next to Wang Shao'an, hearing Wang Shao'an's words, said, "No! This is specially bought by the prince from the north a few days ago! Anyway, you haven't tasted the taste of hometown wine for a long time, right? ”

"Hey! Oh, yes! Go home for thousands of miles, live with nothing to rely on and die without a grave! Come on, drink! ”

"I can't imagine that you are a firehead soldier, and you can chew words! Whether there is a grave or not, as a soldier, the battlefield is the best place to be! Come on, drink! ”

These northern men are all heroic by nature and regard death as home, which is why they have such strong combat effectiveness. It's just that once the war starts, these soldiers, who have been away from home for many years, will just become victims of the war.

After a few sips of wine, Wang Shaoan pulled Xiao Bai out of the bonfire.

"Let's go, let's go and finish drinking with Yan Wushu! Do you dare? Wang Shaoan said to Zhao Xiaobai.

"You dare, what am I afraid of?"

The two walked through the campfire for a long time, and finally found a different one. The people gathered around the campfire were basically dressed in official uniforms rather than armor.

"This Jin people still like the clothes of the Great Song Dynasty, it seems that the Jin people are really deeply influenced by the Song culture." Zhao Xiaobai said.

"But after all, they have the blood of the Hu people, and they are full of aggression in their bones." Wang Shaoan said.

The two walked to the campfire and sat down directly, and the two looked out of place with this circle of people. This group of people are all wearing official uniforms, while Wang Shaoan and Zhao Xiaobai are wearing the clothes of the firehead soldiers.

So as soon as the two sat down, the person next to them saw the two.

"You two fireheads, dare to sit in line with the generals?" The man put down the jar of wine in his hand, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

Wang Shaoan only smiled slightly and said: "The firehead soldiers are also soldiers, and the generals are also soldiers. If you are also soldiers, why can't you sit at the same table? ”

"Just because we're generals, and you're not!" Hearing Wang Shao'an's rebuttal, the general was a little annoyed, and then said: "Lao Tzu commanded 10,000 iron cavalry, and once trampled on hundreds of thousands of troops of Zhang Jun of the Song Dynasty!" You are a firehead soldier who deserves to be compared with Lao Tzu? ”

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, although I am just a firehead, but I also have a heart to be a general." Wang Shaoan was still leisurely drinking the wine in the wine jar.

"So, you mean you want to replace the general?" The general's eyes showed murderous intent.

Wang Shaoan laughed and said: "When it comes to drinking wine and eating meat, you are definitely not as good as me." ”

"And what about knives and guns?" The general stood up for a moment, pulled out the small scimitar at his waist, and put it on Wang Shao'an's neck.

After Wang Shaoan took a big sip of wine, he slowly stood up, his height was about the same as that of this general, and this general's murderous aura was sharpened in the battlefield. Wang Shaoan was not stunned at all, so he looked at the general.

"You can give it a try." Wang Shaoan said lightly.

"Good! Today is your day of death! ”

At this time, the essence of Jin Ren's advocating violence was revealed, and this group of generals drank one after another, apparently to see how this general abused Wang Shao'an.

The general took off his scarlet uniform, revealing his suit, and walked over to the campfire, shaking his head first, then pressing the knuckles of his fingers, and there was a crackling sound.

"Boy, since you don't have a weapon, you won't need a knife either."

"Whatever."

And everyone looked at Wang Shaoan with sympathetic eyes, only Wanyan Wushu, who was sitting on the upper seat and had not spoken, looked at Wang Shaoan with interest.

Wang Shaoan walked out, and the general suddenly turned around and punched him hard.

"Riding a horse, actually playing a surprise attack!"

Wang Shaoan dodged the punch with a slight side, and at the same time that the general retracted his hand, Wang Shao'an punched the general's face without any fancy punches.

The general flew upside down, lay on the ground on all fours, and never got up again.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden situation, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground, Wanyan Zongfu was the number one fierce man! The bull, who once fought with his bare hands and was crazy, was unscathed, and he didn't expect to be put down by this little-known firehead soldier with one punch. In addition to being surprised, the crowd was still surprised.

Wang Shaoan hugged his arms and squinted at the general lying on the ground with cold eyes.

"Humph! Vulnerable. Wang Shaoan returned to Zhao Xiaobai and sat down, tore off a large piece of mutton with his hands and began to eat it in a big gulp.

"What's your name?" Wanyan Wushu finally spoke.

Wang Shao'an only then finished looking at Yan Wushu, tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, although he was over half a hundred years old, his heroic face could not be concealed by age.

"Call me Lao Wang, I'm a firehead." Wang Shaoan said while drinking.

"You're so skilled, it's a shame to be a firehead. Didn't you just say that a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier? You can't be a general when you're a firehead, so in my king's opinion, you might as well start as a foot soldier. Wanyan Wushu's deep voice reached Wang Shao'an's ears.

"Thank you for your promotion!" Wang Shao'an grabbed the wine jar with one hand and gestured towards Wanyan Wushu, then raised his head and poured a big sip.

"Haha, good! There is the blood of my northern son! Wanyan Wushu also grabbed the wine jar and poured a sip. (To be continued.) )