"I do!" Solo muttered under his breath. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If he said he didn't want to at this moment, then it would be strange that the thousand soldiers under his command didn't hate him to death.

Several people on the stage, including Mingyu, and the 100,000 soldiers in the audience, didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Song Qi's gourd, and everyone looked at him curiously with their eyes open, and pricked up their ears vigorously in order to hear what this great opportunity was.

Song Qi walked to the edge of the Dianbing Platform with a deliberate attitude, waved the sword in his hand a few times, and shouted below: "The sword of the brave belongs to the brave, those who think they are brave, please raise your hand and show me." ”

Thousands of hands were raised from the top of people's heads, as if countless cacti had emerged from the ground in an instant, blooming towards the sky.

"Okay, put it down!" Song Qi smiled approvingly, raised the sword in his hand above his head, and shouted below, "If you want to get the sword of the brave, continue to raise your hand." ”

This time there were more people raising their hands, and at the same time there was a deafening shout: "I want it!" ”

"Good!" Song Qi glanced at the forest of palms in the audience, and after letting them put it down, he continued to ask in a hoarse voice: "If you feel that you are qualified to obtain the Sword of the Brave, please continue to raise your hand." ”

Five or six hundred hands were quickly raised from a corner of the crowd, and dozens more were raised after a moment's hesitation.

Song Qi squinted his eyes back and forth at the place where his hand was raised, waved the sword in his hand, and said proudly: "Anyone who wants to get the Sword of the Brave can come to the stage and challenge Solo." Win Solo, and the sword is yours! ”

The soldiers in the audience thought that although they did not have a first-class meritorious service, they could still win the honor of the Sword of the Brave, and they were all so excited that their faces were flushed. They either looked at Song Qi on the stage feverishly, or whispered to the people next to them. Many people waved their fists and rolled their sleeves, eager to try.

Song Qi turned back to Dao Solo's side again, and said with a smile on his face: "If you can accept the challenge and not be defeated, this sword will still be yours." And the credit of your men who have been stripped of them can be saved. Are you up for the challenge? ”

Solo raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qi, hesitated for a moment, and there was no interface. He turned his head again to look at the five or six hundred hands raised in the audience, and some of them weighed it again and again because they heard that it was a person who had been a general who was going to challenge. But there were new people willing to try and put their hands up.

"Accept! Accept! The soldiers below had begun to urgently shout loudly. These soldiers are clearly the majority of Solo's men, and they are desperate for Solo to regain his lost honor, because their fate is now in the hands of the latter. Of course, there is no shortage of people who are in a hurry to see the excitement.

Solo was still hesitating. Because the honor of more than a thousand people is maintained on the success or failure of one of his own, he cannot but weigh it carefully. He looked up at the audience, his mind thinking and measuring. Although there are 100,000 soldiers in the audience, including 10,000 commanders, 1,000 centurions, 200 commanders, dozens of captains and battalion officers, and a few generals who defend the country, he does not pay attention to these. What he was worried about was Song Qi's family. He had seen the martial arts of those family members on the battlefield, and each of them could match the generals. If he only bets on his own honor, he is eager to give it a try, because he is usually not convinced, and he can't wait to find a chance to compete with these families, and it is really a rare opportunity to have this opportunity to compete today. But he was betting on the honor of more than a thousand people, and he had to think about it repeatedly, weigh it badly, and did not dare to agree easily.

"Accept it!" The soldiers below continued to urge. Some began to mumble impatiently: "No wonder you can't be a deserter!" It turns out that he is so timid! ”

Dozens more hands were raised in the air.

In front of so many people, if you blindly fear and shrink, you don't deserve to have the sword of the brave at all. Although Solo was concerned about Ming Zhu Jiading's martial arts, he still gritted his teeth, resolutely stood up, held his head high and said, "I accept it." ”

Those who accused him immediately fell silent. The audience erupted in long-lasting applause.

Song Qi saw that there were too many people in the audience who were eager to try, and he seemed to see the worry hidden in Solo's heart, he raised his voice and said to Solo, the family and the soldiers in the audience: "This brave sword is limited to the military academy's challenge to Solo, and Ming Zhu Jiading will not participate in it." (Some of them were disappointed.) I will make another sword of the brave and let the Ming Zhu family compete through the martial arts competition. Military schools that are interested in participating in the competition can also sign up. Those who have participated in the challenge can also participate in the tournament again. ”

There was warm applause and cheers from the audience.

The number of swords of the brave that can be fought for has increased to two at once, and the chances have doubled at once. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for soldiers who are eager for honor.

In the hierarchical ancient society, for low-status soldiers and commanders with no background, if they wanted to improve their social status, they could only rely on accumulating military merits and rising step by step. And this often comes at a cost of blood and lives. Once the general is successful, the bones are withered, and the general has no skin on his body.

Today, these soldiers and commanders can have the opportunity to compete with commanders, captains, and even generals on the same stage, which is a good thing they never dreamed of. For them, this is a good opportunity to show their real talents, but also a good opportunity to show their talents, and even a good opportunity to stand out and be on the top of the gate.

For those family members, especially those who came with Mingyu, they saw Mao Yong, Ao Bao and others receiving awards for meritorious service, and their hearts were envious, and now there is an opportunity to seize the sword of the brave by martial arts, of course, they must seize it, and they are so happy that they shake hands with each other to celebrate.

For this, Mingyu was very grateful to Song Qi in his heart. She felt that this was a special arrangement that Song Qi had deliberately made for her.

As for Zoro, after removing the pressure from the Ming Zhu family, he now feels relaxed, and his eyebrows are stretched, as if the sword of the brave belongs to him.

Song Qi waved his hand to the audience and shouted, "Anyone who wants to participate in the challenge and martial arts competition can sign up on stage now!" ”

There was a commotion in the phalanx below, and some of the soldiers had already squeezed out of the phalanx, rushing to the steps next to the platform like arrows from the string, and were about to step onto the platform.

"Slow!" A burst of shouts rang out from the stand.

The crowd didn't know what was happening, and they froze there as if they had been immobilized, still maintaining the same posture as before. The flame of hope that had just risen in their hearts was almost blown out by this explosion, and only a faint light remained, flickering and swaying, and could be extinguished at any time.

This burst of shouting poured on the body of the enthusiastic Song Qi like a basin of cold water, which made him shiver coldly. Without looking back, he could guess who was saying this based on the style of his speech. Who else would dare to speak on such a solemn occasion? Except for that Fu Haowei.

Hasn't Fu Haowei been subdued to be submissive, why did he come to this set again at a critical moment? It seems that the resentment in his heart has rekindled, and he wants to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a fool of me. It's really ill-intentioned, and my heart will not die!

Song Qi turned his head angrily, his eyes glared at Fu Haowei's oily and smooth face, and asked coldly, "Fu Sima, what do you mean by this?" (To be continued.) )