Chen Song played with Hu Lvzheng's wine jug for a while, and looked at Hu Lvzheng with slanted eyes.

"Who gave you such a valuable flask?"

Hu Lvzheng was silent. He was lying on a palm mat, his hands on his pillows, one leg dangling on the other, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was going to kill or kill you.

However, he also understood that if he really wanted to kill him, he would kill him on the shore, and there was no need to bring him back to the ship to eat, drink and bath water. It's just that he doesn't understand what Jin Jun wants to do with him.

Chen Song put the wine jug back next to Hu Luzheng and said casually:

"I think your horseback riding and archery skills are first-class, but looking at such a delicate wine jug, it is estimated that the amount of wine is not good!"

Hu Lu Zhengteng sat up. To say that a humble shepherd can't drink is like saying that he can't handle a woman. Hu Lvzheng's drinking age should be counted from the age of five or six, drinking in summer to relieve the heat, drinking in winter to keep warm, half of the nomadic life is drunk, the years of conquest are mostly slightly drunk, three bowls of belly archery is not biased, a bag of drinking and riding a horse does not fall, the blood of the whole body is the smell of wine, this Southern Barbarian actually dares to question his amount of alcohol!

"Don't talk nonsense! I've drunk more wine than you've ever drunk! ”

Chen Song snorted slightly.

Hu Luzheng felt that this laugh was more insulting than directly saying that he was bragging.

"You're not convinced? If we are not convinced, we will compare! If you are really a man, don't rely on more people like on the battlefield, the two of us are one-on-one! ”

Chen Song sat on the Hu bed and leaned back lazily:

"It's okay to compare, but you have to say it first, what if you win, how do you lose?"

Hu Luzheng blurted out:

"I won, you let me go, let me take back the bones of General Abogan. If you lose, you won't make a sound for me! ”

Chen Song pouted:

"If you win, you will do as you say, and if you lose, we don't want to kill you. Cutting the prisoners with a thousand knives, this kind of thing can only be done by Abogan! ”

Hu Luzheng didn't like to listen to it, but he had to admit that Ah Bogan had indeed done such a cruel thing, and he struggled for a long time and couldn't spit out a word.

Chen Song's eyes looked at the roof of the cabin, and he said word by word:

"If you lose, you have to join the Jin army honestly!"

When Chen Song saw Hu Lu's archery method, he had already moved his heart to cherish his talents. After Wang Shi set the Central Plains in the north and took Guanzhong, the main enemies were Rouran and Xianbei. If the Jin army did not quickly become an army adept at cavalry and archery, it would not be able to deal with the enemy on horseback. He once heard the military Chinese talk about the palm of the hand, saying that the reason why Wei Qing and Huo Qubing of the Han Dynasty could have such extraordinary combat achievements was because the Han Dynasty raised horses for several generations and transformed the infantry of the Central Plains into cavalry. Without this condition, how could it be possible to run thousands of miles and raid again and again?

Chen Song is so strong, when the owner of the building must lead the strongest building, when the owner of the team must beat the strongest team, and now he is ordered to form a flying cavalry team, then this flying cavalry team must be a fast force that really comes and goes, he wants Hu Luzheng to be a riding and archery instructor.

Hu Luzheng naturally had no way of knowing this Nanban's flowery intestines, he only knew that it had nothing to do with the Hu-Han War, but with the insulted reputation of drinking. Hu people go straight to the point, willing to gamble and lose, since you can do whatever you want if you win, then you naturally have to be at the mercy of others if you lose, not to mention how can a Xianbei wine belly lose to a Nanban doll soaked in lotus seed soup. After thinking about it, I gritted my teeth:

"Then it's decided!"

Chen Song greeted, two soldiers brought in two jars of wine from outside the door, and several other soldiers brought in a large food box, and in a blink of an eye, they filled the table with snacks and dishes. Cooked beef, peanuts, smoked chicken, and sausages are not very high, but each of them can be called the signature ingredients of "accompanying to the end" on the wine field.

The soldiers lifted the mud seal from one of the jars, and the cabin was filled with the smell of wine.

Two bowls.

One for each person.

No orders, no guesses.

I drink you have to drink.

Whoever stops first loses.

Whoever falls first loses.

There are no fancy things, just a hard stomach.

After Chen Song finished talking about the rules, he glanced at Hu Luzheng with an inquiring eye, what do you think?

Hu Luzheng didn't say a word, picked up a bowl of goo dong dong and drank it dry, and then grabbed a large piece of cooked beef with his hand and chewed it. The wine is very sweet, the beef is mellow, and it would be nice if the other side was not an enemy.

Chen Song also made a bowl, picked up a peanut with chopsticks, and grinded it carefully.

Hu Luzheng drank five bowls in one go, and Chen Song followed five bowls without hurry.

Six-on-six.

Seven against seven.

Eight-on-eight.

After the ninth bowl was eaten, Hu Luzheng felt that his body was hot, took off his leather robe, and was shirtless. Chen Song was still wearing a battle robe and sitting upright. Hu Luzheng suddenly held it funny:

"Are you southerners so stuffy when you drink?"

Chen Song said that it is not boring, our brothers are shouting and screaming when they drink, and they are very fierce. Hu Luzheng said yes, the brothers should shout and make a lot of noise when they drink!

Chen Song said, but you and I are not brothers. Hu Luzheng glared at him, when he was fighting, he was an opponent, not a brother, but when he drank a jar of wine, he was a brother!

Chen Song said, "Brother, what do you think should be done?"

Hu Luzheng said that our Xianbei brothers drink wine and sing.

Chen Song said then you can sing it.

Hu Luzheng picked up the ninth bowl and drank it, accompanied by Chen Song. Putting down the bowl, Hu Luzheng picked up the chopsticks, knocked on the large plate containing beef, cleared his throat, and sang for a long time:

The long wind brings rain over the Yin Mountain

Grass is rain-fed

The grass dies twice a year

Horses grow on grass

The humble man is on horseback

Shoot the jackals with a bow

Xianbei's daughter is in the yurt

Whip cattle and sheep to drive

The cattle and sheep are like white clouds

The grasslands are as wide as the sky

The Xianbei god planted in the sky

The long song marches to the Quartet

The song is majestic and lingering, deep and loud, like possessing an eagle falcon, flying high and low over the grassland, over the dome, over the curved and bright river, over the snow-capped peaks, and over the deep pride of the Xianbei people in their labor and conquest. Chen Song saw a noble sense of intoxication on Hu Luzheng's face. The knight was suddenly illuminated by the light that came from his singing voice.

The singing stopped.

Hu Luzheng laughed loudly and drank the tenth bowl of pleasure. After Chen Song finished drinking, he stood up and hugged his fists:

"Brother, I can't sing, but I can dance a sword. These chopsticks are like swords. ”

Chen Song had never learned sword dancing, nor had he even learned swordsmanship, and in his opinion, all those fancy things were useless on the battlefield. There are two things that are really valuable, the first is speed, and the second is power. If the speed is fast, the power will be great, and when the power is great, it can be accelerated. Stabbing, chopping, slashing, picking, wiping, and slashing, any one of them, as long as it is fast and powerful, is a fatal move. As for the sword dance, it is nothing more than a string of these movements, without stagnation, without procrastination, flowing through the clouds, and the swifts walking through the clouds, plus jumping and somersaulting, it is very dazzling. And these essentials, for a person who was once called "Chen Monkey", began without a teacher, and ended up perfect.

When he flew up five steps away, glided silently for a short while, and then landed in front of Hu Luzheng's eyes, he instantly returned to the ground and crossed his legs, and the chopsticks pierced a piece of beef, and the beef entered his mouth in a blink of an eye, and a bowl of wine was poured down, Hu Luzheng was stunned.

You should teach me this.

You haven't drunk your wine yet.

Hu Luzheng hurriedly picked it up and drank it, and then wiped his mouth, you really should teach me this. This one is better than our Hu Wu.

That song you sing should teach me too. It's a softer song than our southerners.

Okay, I'll teach you to sing first, and then you can teach me to dance the sword.

It's easy to say, drink first!

Eleven bowls against eleven bowls.

Twelve bowls against twelve bowls.

Brother, you're not right, you shouldn't have cut off the head of our General Abogan, he was very good to me.

Brother, you don't know, your general Abogan killed dozens of our unarmed brothers, and even killed one of them. Brother, if I hadn't died on that day, I wouldn't have been able to drink with you today.

You're right, General Abogan shouldn't have killed you, it's absolutely not okay! Kill you, who will teach me to dance the sword!

If you shouldn't kill me, should you kill my innocent brothers who are in trouble? We take the water road, you take the dry road, each has nothing to do with it!

What you said seems to make sense, General Abogan should not kill the people who are in distress.

Brother, you shot two arrows at one of my brothers that day, and one of them hit the front in the chest, do you know why he didn't die?

Why?

Because your arrows pierced through his armor, but not through his pectorals.

Oh my God, how could he have such thick pectorals.

He was a blacksmith who had been striking iron for more than ten years and had beaten himself into iron.

Hahahahaha!

Come, drink!

Twelve against twelve.

Thirteen against thirteen

One altar to one altar.

The soldiers outside the cabin heard a burst of singing, kicking, laughing, and crying in the cabin, and they didn't know which play Team Leader Chen and this Xianbei prisoner were playing.

Finally, I heard Chen Song call him in.

I saw that both jars were empty.

Chen Song's tongue was already very big, but he still tried his best to make it clear:

Brother Hu Fox, do you want to have another altar?

Hu Luzheng tried his best not to fall, but the whole person was like a candle in the wind, swaying left and right, back and forth. He stretched out a hand, as if to say that he should take it and drink it, but in an instant it spat out like a great river bursting, and then fell headlong, burying his face in a mess of food.

Chen Song held on and motioned to the soldiers to straighten Hu Luzheng.

"Brother Hufox, you can see it, you fell first, and you are not allowed to deny it when you wake up tomorrow."

The "fox brothers" closed their eyes and beat their chests with their "fox claws", meaning that they would rather die than badly, and then they fell heavily to the side, and the soldiers couldn't pull it.

Chen Song recited Amitabha.

Then it fell with a bang.