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Deng Ji was still leaning against the trunk of the tree in a daze, but he was slapped on the shoulder, followed by the familiar voice:

"What are you still doing here? If you don't pick people anymore, let others snatch them away! ”

As the commander of the tun, Xu Dumu did not have to go to the wood cutting himself like the soldiers, and after looking around, he came over.

Deng Ji pursed his mouth and said disdainfully: "Do they have that ability?" ”

The Yellow Turban Army has at least 200 people per tun, and there is no upper limit, but the daily ration of food in each tun is the same, and absolutely no one dares to raise more.

There are more than 2,000 of these Yongqiu people, only seven or eight hundred are strong, and the rest are old and weak women and children, but Deng Ji also knows that it is impossible to eat all the seven or eight hundred strong even if the first four tun chiefs choose.

Everyone is a Yongqiu citizen, who doesn't have a family member who has relatives and friends? The news that they are going to make up ten tuns has been spread, if they don't let their families and families join the tun, the strong people will not be happy, plus they are running around and fighting, life and death are unpredictable, and the physiological needs of the soldiers are also extremely strong, no tun chief can control it, even the two hundred people in Xu Dumu Tun are only seventy strong soldiers, and the rest are old and weak women and children who can't go to the battlefield.

Deng Ji understands this truth, and Xu Dumu also understands it, but although the young man in front of him is a mud that can't support the wall in the battle array, he is outstanding enough and lives a long time in his corporal strokes.

"Why, are you still afraid to come forward and fight? Pimple, you are fourteen years old this year, and your body is stronger than Lao Tzu, why are you so pus-filled? ”

Looking up at the gloating look on Xu Dumu's face, Deng Ji was furious and picked up his spear: "Xu Dumu, let's practice!" ”

Since becoming a moth thief, in order to save his own life in the troubled times, Deng Ji has worked hard to practice guns and hand axes, and has been practicing diligently, otherwise his body would not have developed so strongly, Xu Duyan is also restless, and when he heard this, he was willing to show weakness, and immediately shouted: "Lao Tzu has not practiced for several days, and his hands are itching!" ”

Xu Dumu's weapon was also a spear of Zhang Xu Chang, he jumped into an open field, held the hilt of the spear, pointed at Deng Pimple with the tip of the spear, and shouted: "Come! ”

Extra exercise will only make people hungry faster, and there are few people in this rout army who usually have to fight, and the two of them want to practice, and the people around them are all interested, and they lose the logging major task at hand, shouting and coming over to watch, and soon gather a group of people.

"Retreat, retreat, be careful not to be hurt by our commander and team!"

A few of Xu Dumutun's sturdy people were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they smiled and cleared the scene for them.

Deng Ji untied the bow on his back, put it at the foot of the tree together with the ring head knife and hand axe, and raised the spear and said sharply: "Be careful!" ”

Jumping up, Deng Ji stabbed straight with his gun, Xu Dumu opened it casually, and the two shots were added together, and they each swung away.

"Good boy, my strength has grown a little more!"

Xu Dumu is also a lot of strength among adults, but he knows that he is not superior in strength to deal with this kid, and he is not big, the spear swayed around the back of his head, and when he came back, he had already smashed towards Deng Pimple.

Xu Dumu has taught this trick, and Deng Ji will too, but if he smashes it in the same posture, the wooden handles of the two long weapons will definitely not be able to stand it and will break open, Xu Dumu doesn't care, Deng Pimple is reluctant to keep his own gun, one leans back, the spear has been hidden in the back waist, and after a while, it will drill out like a poisonous snake, and stab Xu Duxian in the chest.

Before Deng Jidu straightened his waist, this shot suddenly stabbed out, very tricky, but Xu Dumu was still not afraid, he had already expected that he would turn sideways, and the spear turned around and stabbed the young man under his armpit.

Deng Ji dodged over, stretched out his hand and clamped it, pulled it twice, pulled one by one, after all, Xu Dumu wanted to take advantage of the force, and gradually gained the upper hand, and the spear slid towards Xu Dumu.

Seeing that the spear was about to get out of control, Deng Ji struggled to fight, and the spear in his right hand flew out again, stabbing directly into Xu Dumu's chest.

This thorn is powerful and heavy, bringing a wisp of wind, it is the result of two years of hard training, after all, it is not life and death, the spear pierces the iron sheet in front of Xu Duyan's armor.

If he was stabbed, he would lose, Xu Duyan smiled, let go of the handle of the wrestling gun, and turned sideways to let go of the stab again, Deng Ji didn't expect him to let go suddenly, this time the force was too strong, and he immediately fell to the ground, causing laughter all around.

"When wrestling with people, you need to leave three points, if you are on the battlefield, you will die now!" Standing in front of Deng Ji, Xu Duyan made a throat wiping motion.

Nodding to show that he was taught, when Deng Ji struggled to get up, he found that the spear in his hand was much lighter, and when he looked closely, the mulberry handle of the spear had broken from the front end, and the other end of the spear head was deeply rooted in an elm tree behind Xu Dumu.

The young man was immediately angry: "Xu Dumu! Return the spear! ”

The last shot was aimed at the iron plate on the armor of Liangdang, even if it was stabbed, it didn't matter much, but it was Xu Dumu's let, which caused Deng Pimple's spear to break, he knew that the young man was treated as a treasure on weekdays, and he hurriedly smiled and said: "Okay, it's okay, it's just that the wooden handle is broken, the gun head is fine, and the old man will let someone reload it for you another day, what is it worth?" ”

"Besides, you are also the commander of the tun now," seeing that the young man was still angry, Xu Dumu smiled and said: "When you summon all the people, Captain Tian, let alone take out one or twenty blades, Xu is better than your gun!" ”

If the handle of the gun is polished and waxed, it will not be so easy to break, Deng Ji forgot that he is already the commander of the tun, and Tian Mazi should be equipped to distribute, so he turned his anger into joy.

Seeing that the two of them were at the end of the competition, the onlookers naturally dispersed, and Deng Ji got up to pull out the head of the spear inserted in the tree, but it had already been pierced six or seven inches deep, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

Xu Dumu couldn't help but look sideways, and praised: "Good boy, no wonder even the mulberry handle is broken, but you are home!" ”

"Fart home!" The two were gossiping, and someone next to them interjected: "If you really get home, the wooden handle should not break!" ”

Turning his head, there stood a thin man with a stick standing beside the tree, only six feet tall, about forty years old, with a dark complexion, a very ordinary face, and a slight beard under his chin.

Looking at the weapon and voice in his hand, Xu Dumu glared: "Yongqiu people? ”

The dark and thin man nodded, and Xu Dumu suddenly became angry: "Lao Tzu, the two tun chiefs are practicing martial arts again, is it about you?" ”

Xu Dumu and Deng Ji are dressed in two armor, others cut wood and they still have time to practice martial arts, at a glance, they know that they are extraordinary in this group of moth thieves, this man stayed to show off his skills, that is to find a good background for himself, since he wants to be a thief, it is better to be appreciated than to act as a minion, some adults prefer talented, the more disrespectful people are, the more they like it, and when they see Xu Dumu speaking badly, they think that their personality is not good, only to know that they are self-defeating, busy giving gifts to make amends, and turning around and leaving.

"Wait!"

Hearing Deng Ji stop, the man's hand holding the wooden stick tightened, and he turned around, with a fierce light in his eyes: "What do the two adults want?" ”

Xu Dumu values his identity the most, and when he saw that this man was so unruly in front of the two chiefs, he was immediately furious, so he was ready to raise a gun to teach him a lesson, Deng Ji hurriedly pulled him back, and persuaded with a smile: "The one who taught me the best martial arts in spearmanship also said that if you practice at home, the handle of the gun can pierce a foot-thick tree and continue to handle it, this must also be a capable person!" ”

Xu Dumu was appeased, and Deng Ji turned to the man and asked, "I haven't asked how to call it yet?" ”

Hearing that he was not embarrassed by himself, the man's face was better: "The original Yongqiu Xie clan, Fang Meng!" ”

"I'm going to ask for advice another day!" If the other party is really good at using guns, the young man will have to learn some skills, this is a habit in the past two years, of course, he is already the commander of the tun, and it is better to be able to pull under his command: "I am ordered by Captain Tian to form a new tun, and there is currently a shortage of manpower, do you have any intentions?" ”

"Maybe you have a family?"

"That's nature!"

"That's it!"

It is estimated that because he is too thin, the few well-selected Dubos under Tian Mazi did not take a fancy to this Fang Meng.

When Fang Meng went, Xu Dumu smiled and asked, "What's the matter, the pimple has been figured out?" ”

"I can't dodge horizontally and vertically," Deng Ji sighed and said: "Lao Tzu will organize the world's number one pawn to come out, and you will die of hunger!" ”

"No. 1 in the world?" Young and arrogant, Xu Dumu smiled and shook his head and didn't comment.

Deng Ji didn't talk nonsense, he asked seriously: "Xu Dumu, with my current martial arts, among the more than 10,000 yellow scarves under the command of General Qigen, where can I rank?" ”

Xu Dumu pondered for a while and replied: "Since the defeat of Wancheng, our sergeants have never practiced, and ninety percent of them are farmers who eat with their strength, and like you, they may be ranked among the five hundred." ”

"Then if I am in the elite under Huangfu Song, how many can I rank?"

"Huangfu Song?" flashed those unbearable pictures in his memory, Xu Dumu smiled bitterly: "In today's world, he can indeed be called the world's most elite!" ”

"You have fought with them, with my current martial arts, if I am among them, how many can I rank?"

"You're dreaming!" Xu Dumu is a Runan Yellow Turban, and he has fought with Huangfu Song's subordinates a few times, and his left eye was lost in that battle, and he still replied after he lost his sentence: "If you are among them, you can be at most a long Wu Chang and the like!" However, they are well-trained, and even if the soldiers are not good at martial arts, the battlefield cooperation and fighting are amazing, and they are not the same as us. ”

The words are actually very pertinent, but this answer is too shocking, you must know that there are 40,000 elites of the Han Dynasty brought out by Huangfu Song from Beijing, and there are 4,000 of them in the light of Shichang, which is the first in the world!

"Sure enough," Deng Ji was not discouraged, he smiled and said: "Lao Tzu will recruit soldiers tomorrow, and he must win Lao Tzu!" When it is formed in the future, it will be the world's first-class Qiangtun! ”

"Fart!" Xu Dumu scolded bitterly: "If you recruit Shi Chang Wu Chang and Wu Chang go backwards, you will be crazy to recruit pawns, how many people can you recruit?" ”

"How many people can be recruited!"

Seeing that he insisted on going his own way, Xu Duyan reminded: "You must know that there must be no less than two hundred people in each tun, otherwise how can Captain Tian spare you?" ”

"How could I forget this?" Deng Ji smiled slyly: "Anyway, the one who can beat Lao Tzu is the pawn, otherwise it is just the old and weak, and there is no problem in pulling the old and weak to make up two hundred!" ”

It seemed that this kid would not change his mind, Xu Dumu had no choice but to give up, and asked curiously: "What if that Fang Meng couldn't beat you just now?" ”

Deng Ji thought about it and said truthfully: "If he can't beat him, he is also old and weak, and he is willing to come from here, Lao Tzu is only treated as old and weak!" ”

The young man put on a scoundrel look, and Xu Duyan said with a smile: "If all your subordinates are martial arts that are better than yours, can you be willing to listen to your call?" ”

"Damn, it's not martial arts to be the tun chief!" Deng Ji said angrily: "Besides, this bird official who is sent to death, who wants to be who is going to be the one who comes!" ”

After saying this, he muttered in a voice that Xu Duyan couldn't hear: "If you are not better than Lao Tzu, how can you keep Lao Tzu from dying when you are in the battle array?" ”