From beginning to end, Wan Linggen never said a word.

In the martial arts arena under the stage, it was Zhang Bofen who led a thousand cavalry to appear. They were divided into five rows, each row of 200 people, with no weapons in their hands, all dressed in black, covered with black veils, showing only a pair of eyes, and no expression. As the commander, Zhang Bofen stood at the end, which made Zong Ze and others on the stage puzzled.

In contrast, Zong Ze's cavalry team was much more neat, with a thousand people divided into two columns, each holding a spear with a spear head in his hand, and a middle-aged general wearing a gray robe and holding a long knife was in front of the team, majestic and imposing.

Zong Ze asked puzzledly: "Little Brother Wan, don't you need to be the first general with the troops?" ”

Wan Linggen said with a smile: "Back to the old general's words, my commander is only responsible for commanding, and fighting is the soldier's business." ”

Zong Ze frowned, "If the generals don't take responsibility for themselves, how can the soldiers under them be willing to serve their lives?" He shook his head and said no more.

The drums of war rumbled, and the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became tense.

The gray-robed general raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Rush! The horse rushed out first, and the soldiers behind him spurred their horses and followed, pressing down on the group of black knights opposite.

Zhang Bofen just looked coldly at the other party and rushed forward shouting, without any intention of starting. When the opponent's men and horses rushed through the midfield line, they waved their big hands, and the first row of cavalry was launched instantly, and the four hooves of the war horses flew over, but they got out of the way of the middle and ran to both sides.

Not only did the people in the stadium not understand, but even Zong Ze in the stands leaned forward and looked at the two hundred people running wildly towards the outside of the people who rushed over, and he was puzzled.

However, his confusion only lasted for a moment, and when the two teams almost reached a level, an accident appeared.

The black-clothed knight, who was originally bare-handed, had an extra lasso in his hand at some point, and the person on the left threw the lasso high, and the person on the right caught it accurately, and the two of them each held one end and rushed forward like the wind.

Before the general could react to what was going on, he slammed into the rope that suddenly appeared, and his body suddenly lost control, and he fell off the horse with a thud. As soon as this person landed, he quickly rolled to the side, avoiding the bad luck of being trampled by the war horse behind him, and was obviously a man of a hundred battles.

Wan Linggen couldn't help clapping his hands on the stage and shouted, "Good skills! ”

Zong Ze and the others' faces were extremely ugly.

Seeing the commander fall off his horse, the soldiers behind immediately slowed down their running, and by the time they saw what it was, the rope had already reached the front. One of the soldiers swung his spear at the incoming rope, but unfortunately the spear and the rope did not form a contact ratio at all, and the rope tightened and passed through his waist, and he threw himself off his horse with a thud, and the soldier on the other side was not spared, and he was dismounted by the rope.

The two black knights took the ropes and continued to gallop forward. The people behind quickly followed, and as they did, another rope appeared across both ends.

After all, these soldiers came down from the battlefield and reacted extremely quickly. Seeing that some of his companions were constantly being pulled off their horses by ropes, some people immediately lay on their horses, beat their horses and rushed forward, and they succeeded in rushing over. When the people behind saw this, they all fell on their horses and followed one after another.

However, in this way, the opportunity was lost. They had to always pay attention to whether the other party had ropes again, and their attention was all attracted to the cavalry on both sides, and Zhang Bofen's side, in front of them, there were still four rows of cavalry that had not been launched.

Zong Ze's face was tense, he shook his head and said to Liu Hao: "The general trend is gone!" Liu Hao glanced at Wan Linggen, who was whispering to Zhao Ling'er, and did not speak.

The situation on the field changed rapidly.

With a wave of Zhang Bofen's big hand, the second row of black-clothed knights roared out to meet the cavalry who rushed over, and in a blink of an eye, they came closer, and the black-clothed knights bent down and reached out, easily dragged the soldiers who were lying on their horses, and threw them out of the field in ping-pong.

The onlookers let out thunderous cheers.

The knights did not stop, and after their success, they quickly dispersed to the sides, chasing the tail of the first team and charging forward.

In fact, up to now, the victory and defeat on the field have been divided, but no one has the intention of stopping, Zong Ze looked at Wan Linggen, but Wan Linggen was discussing the classification rules of the word card with Li Qingzhao, and he didn't look at the situation in the field at all. The old general Zong Ze clenched his fists angrily.

The one-sided situation in the field continued, and more than half of the people in front of them were thrown out of the field, and the cavalry behind finally grabbed the reins, gathered together, and watched vigilantly as the black knights surrounded them in the middle.

At this time, Zhang Bofen was extremely excited!

Although the handsome man repeatedly emphasized the relaxation of the mind, who was the opposite person? That's Zong Ze's people, and he has never been defeated against Jin Bing, and the pressure in his heart can be imagined. But how could he not be overjoyed that these men had been driven off their horses so easily?

"Sons, go up, quickly, surround them all!" Zhang Bofen is already dancing a little.

A thousand people surrounded less than five hundred people, and the horses didn't even have room to take a step forward.

Uncle Zhang fiercely glanced at Zhang Bofen, who was getting carried away in the field, peeked at Zong Ze and the others with a blue face, and said in a low voice: "Big handsome, take it!" ”

Wan Linggen said indifferently: "Is the commander of our people?" ”

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, and shook his head helplessly, "If it goes on like this, the old general's face ......"

Wan Linggen smiled and asked, "Face?" Have it? Where is it? ”

Uncle Zhang was so angry that he simply turned his head and ignored him.

Li Qingzhao whispered in his ear: "The old general wants face after all, you just give him a step." ”

"That's okay, my sister has to promise me to give me a song, mainly to praise my Yushu Linfeng, wise and martial, invincible or something, the more real the better!" Wan Linggen said very "shamelessly".

Li Qingzhao's face was slightly red and said: "Don't forget that you are the boss, you must look like a coach!" Wan Linggen stuck out his tongue, raised his head and glanced at the field and said, "It's useless, it's over." ”

It's over, it's having to end.

Zhang Bofen got carried away, and kept urging to shrink the encirclement, the horses on both sides were staggered, and the soldiers on the horses were almost face to face, how could they compare? Those soldiers of General Zonglao gnitted their teeth and laid down their weapons and "surrendered".

The crowd erupted in a sea of cheers again.

Zong Ze asked with a straight face: "Generalissimo Wan, this is your way to win?" ”

Wan Linggen was stunned for a moment, and said curtly: "Old general, on the battlefield, it is supposed to be the big to suppress the small, and the strong to bully the weak, otherwise you will still be a fart?" ”

Zhao Ling'er, who was sitting on the other side of him, pinched him below and glared at him fiercely. He stuck out his tongue again, "Excuse me, colloquial, colloquial!" ”

Zong Ze snorted and ignored it.

The commander said in a loud voice, "The first round has been decided, and now we are ready to start the second round of competition." ”

All the cavalry on the field dispersed and returned to their own team. Each side sent 1,000 infantry to the field, each at one end. The black-clothed infantry looked leisurely, but the other party's green-clothed infantry glared angrily, obviously angered by the scene just now.

Wan Linggen stabbed Uncle Zhang, "Lao Zhang, what does it mean that the victory and defeat have been divided, who wins and who loses?" ”

Uncle Zhang said with a smile in his eyes: "Dashuai, do you want the old general to tell you personally?" ”

"No, no, no!" Wan Linggen looked at Zong Ze's gloomy face and shrunk his neck.

In the field, the two armies faced each other, one side was waiting for the battle, but the other side suddenly dispersed and started warm-up exercises on the field.

Zong Ze asked puzzledly, "What is this for?" ”

Wan Linggen said respectfully: "Back to the old general's words, they are doing a warm-up. ”

"Warm up?"

"Oh, it's the pre-game preparation, the purpose is to adjust the body to the best ......, sister, let's discuss the issue of word endowment, what is the difference between this 'Eternal Happiness' and 'Butterfly Love Flower'?" As soon as Wan Linggen said a few words, Zong Ze turned his face away, and he had to turn his face to talk to Li Qingzhao.

His change of words made the people around him stunned, and then turned his head away, and tried his best to hold back a smile. Li Qingzhao even shrank his head under the table, trembling all over.

The commander gave the order: "Begin!" "The black-clad infantry who were doing all kinds of strange movements were already scattered, and some of them were already very close to each other. Almost at the same time as the commander of the command had just said the word "open", they rushed forward in a swarm like evil wolves, in groups of five, grabbed those stunned soldiers and threw them out, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of unknown soldiers were thrown out of the field and lost their qualifications for the game.

The soldiers who reacted were furious and rushed towards the black-clad infantry who were sneaking up. The men retreated, and the soldiers played a chase battle in the field.

The scene suddenly got out of control!

Nearly 2,000 people chased and ran on the huge martial arts arena, and suddenly smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the sound of shouting and cheering was endless.

Zhang Zhongxiong, who served as the conductor, simply sat on the sidelines and watched the excitement with great interest.

The scene was chaotic, but it was only chaotic on the surface. Zong Ze and the others, who were sitting on the high platform, could see clearly that although the black-clothed infantry kept running and changing, they always maintained a formation of five people, as long as they saw the opportunity, they would collectively rush up, holding up those soldiers who were caught off guard and throwing them out of the field, and what was even more excessive was that the commander who had lost his command role was also picked up and thrown out by five black-clothed infantry who circled around him.

It was only the other party that was chaotic, and the black-clothed infantry always firmly grasped the initiative on the field.

All the onlookers could see was that the soldiers in green clothes were thrown out like dumplings, and the rest were hidden in smoke and dust, so they couldn't see clearly at all.

"That's how you win?" Zong Ze's expression was already a little deformed, and he stared at Wan Linggen and asked.

"yes, what's wrong old general, is there any problem?" Wan Linggen asked curiously.

"Humph!" Zong Ze snorted coldly and turned his head.