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With the increase in age, the hobbies of the backer king Yang Yunfei have gradually become fixed three-

Reading.

He mainly focuses on military books, supplemented by historiography, and occasionally dabbles in law and Huang Laoxue. The old prince was also young and frivolous, and he also stumbled. His ups and downs, dashing and dashing life experience, cast into his tenacious and stable character. At the same time, he also knew that civil governance and martial arts complement each other and are indispensable. He thought that his martial arts were acceptable, but his lack of cultural governance was powerful, so he was obsessed with reading.

Xiangren.

The old prince cherishes talents, and one of his most common words is "a thousand gold is easy to find, and talents are rare". Gold, BMW, Divine Soldiers, Official Positions...... As long as he can give, the old prince never hesitates. He just wants those talents not to be buried in the vast sea of people, and only hopes that those talents can stabilize the social foundation of this empire. Just like Wu Zhao, Xiong Kuohai and others, every time they appeared, the old prince was very happy and carried away.

Collect the righteous son.

The old prince is a descendant of the founding king, lost his father at an early age, recklessly replaced the king, and his talent was amazing since he was a child. The young man lost his mother, and he still remembers the blame eyes of the old mother who hated iron and steel, for this reason, the old prince once gave up on himself, and as a dignified relative of the emperor, he did the work of the green forest and the horse. Later, the old prince repented, worked hard, and finally became a great tool. For more than ten years, it can be said that it has won a hundred battles, and the blue is better than the blue, and the perfect inheritance of the name of "backer king" is not to mention, and it is still a few points higher. It can be said that the old prince has not many regrets in this life. Just because there are not many shortcomings does not mean that there are no shortcomings, such as ...... He had no sons. The world knows that he only has three daughters. It seems that in order to make up for the shortcomings in this regard, the old prince has collected a total of twelve nominees over the years. It is known as the "Twelve Taibao".

Luo Fang is one of the righteous sons of the backer king Yang Yunfei, and he ranks last among the twelve Taibao. The official title is General Jiupin. Now he is the only one who has not left the wings of the backer king and leads the army alone, temporarily commanding the guard battalion.

Seeing that Wu Fan is horses and weapons are complete, he really looks fully prepared. Especially the purple phoenix mouth purple gold knife, the knife is one zhang and two feet long, with Luo Fang's eyesight, it can naturally be seen how heavy, if it is really made of purple gold. I'm afraid that there are fifty or sixty pounds. Looking at Wu Fan's thin body again, Luo Fang couldn't help muttering in his heart, suspecting that it was a rosewood rod, which was used for façade. Thinking of the old prince's explanation, saying that Wu Fan was cunning and needed to be polished, Luo Fang is eyes rolled, and after thinking about it, he decided to give Wu Fan a dismount first, and sue Wu Fan. The most important thing to be a man is to be down-to-earth, and it is not possible to play tricks.

Quietly took Wu Fan all the way to the school. Luo Fang shouted: "Take my war horse and weapons!" ”

The guards who were practicing in the school yard all stopped, because they were stunned and suspicious when they saw Wu Fan beside Luo Fang...... A spooky smile.

"Wow the law ......!"

The neighing of the war horse suddenly sounded, and a majestic gray war horse jumped up and down under the hard pull of three or four soldiers, and was led over irritably.

Luo Fang stepped forward, grabbed the reins, and gently patted the war horse's cheek to appease the war horse's feelings. Slightly tilted head. He glanced at Wu Fan and said nonsense: "Every brother who enters the guard camp. All have good martial arts. When I enter the camp, I will try it all out. See if you qualify for the camp...... You can't be an exception! Get on the horse! ”

As he spoke, Luo Fang turned over and got on his horse.

"General! Then! ”

The two soldiers threw hard, and a heavy black iron horse lance flew towards Luo Fang.

"Smack!"

"Whew!"

Luo Fang took the Xuantie horse lance lightly, turned it in his hand, and shook a few guns and flowers, so he didn't look mighty.

"Good!"

"Color!"

In the school field, there was a burst of cheers.

Luo Fang's face was pale, he looked at Wu Fan condescendingly, pointed at Wu Fan with a horse lance very impolitely, and said, "You! Launched! Try your hand at it with me! ”

Wu Fan's eyes rolled, bared his teeth and grinned: "General, this ...... Not suitable, right? ”

"What's out of place? Do you understand the rules? Luo Fang raised his eyebrows and was aggressive: "Sue you!" The pro-guard battalion is the general's pro-army! All of them are outstanding good men, and they never want pus-filled soft eggs! Launched! ”

"Tut-tut!"

Wu Fan was speechless, and he turned over the war horse helplessly, pondering the fourteen potential knife boxes hanging from his waist behind him, and twisted his body awkwardly to try to be comfortable.

"Hahahaha!"

"What an interesting one!"

"At first glance, it's a sparse look!"

Many soldiers began to laugh at Wu Fan's antics, quite gloating, looking forward to how Luo Fang would teach Wu Fan a lesson.

"Humph!"

Luo Fang snorted coldly, and couldn't help complaining in his heart that the king of the backer got up, and said secretly: [The righteous father is really true, he accepts anyone, and he still says...... Is it a good material? I really don't see where it comes from! 】

Wu Fan is a thick-skinned person who wants to die, when others laugh, he laughs with him, anyway, he is happy.

"Are you ready?"

Luo Fang asked impatiently and loudly.

Wu Fan lifted the phoenix mouth purple gold knife, hugged his fists, and said: "The knife and gun have no eyes, the general be careful!" ”

"Hahahaha......!"

What did he say? He wants the general to be careful? I'm laughing at it! ”

"That's it! Don't look at him like that. ”

The soldiers were clamoring so much, maybe it was because they were full of confidence in Luo Fang's martial arts, right?

"Drive!"

Turning a deaf ear and driving the war horse that sat down, Wu Fan and Luo Fang distanced themselves.

The soldiers surrounding the school yard also quit the school yard to make room.

Wu Fan sat on the war horse and waved the phoenix-beaked purple gold knife in his hand, quite unaccustomed. He officially learned horse warfare, or when he was alone with Wu Zhao and the two of them to suppress bandits a few days ago, Wu Zhao would occasionally nudge him a little. It can be said that Wu Fan's horse battle is far less handy than that of foot combat, and it looks very jerky. Therefore, he is still adapting.

Luo Fang is different, compared to Wu Fan, he is experienced in the battlefield for a long time, and he is very familiar with horse battles. He waved the black iron horse lance in his hand and shouted: "Look at the lance!" ”

"Drive!"

In the same shout, two war horses and two people began to charge.

The soldiers around the school field gathered more and more, and those who were not from the pro-guard camp came to join in the fun.

However, with a charging distance of thirty zhang, it can be seen that the war horse that Wu Fan sat on was really inferior, far inferior to the gray majestic war horse that Luo Fang sat on.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Fang used a lance as a stick and smashed his head into ...... In the end, it was the person who was personally named by the king of the mountain to be accepted as a personal guard, Luo Fang had concerns, and retracted a little strength, and the Xuantie horse lance drew a small arc in mid-air, and went straight to Wu Fan's shoulder armor, so as not to really kill Wu Fan at once.

Wu Fan didn't know what was going on with Luo Fang, he only felt that Luo Fang seemed to be careless, and it was useless to even breathe at the moment, so he raised his hand with a knife to meet Luo Fang's Xuantie Horse Lance.

"Bang !!"

The sound of gold and iron resonating was deafening.

"Bang!"

The horses are staggered, the dust is flying, and a figure is thrown high and falls heavily!

"General Might...... Checkmate? Checkmate? ”

The soldiers were about to cheer, but the man lying on the ground was ...... It's not Wu Fan.

Wu Fan was still hurriedly controlling the war horse sitting down at this time, telling it to stop, not to bump into those who were not afraid of big things when watching the excitement.

Inside the tent of the commander of the Chinese army.

Yang Wenfei was reading the military book, and suddenly heard a noise, and couldn't calm down, so he couldn't help but ask with a smile: "Which two are fighting again?" ”

The old prince is full of all kinds of fierce warriors, the so-called "no first, no second", the blood of those who practice martial arts is boiling, and there is inevitably some friction. Therefore, it is not forbidden to fight each other in the barracks, as long as there is no cause of death, it is easy to talk about it.

The guards inquired and came back to report: "General, it's General Luo and Xinding who have just entered the camp." ”

"Who?"

Yang Yunfei felt that he had misheard.

The guard hurriedly said, "Just now...... The raw face that came. ”

[This child! Why are you so reckless? I told you to hone him, not to let you beat him! That kid's head can be, but his martial arts are ......]

The old prince shook his head, a little depressed, and ran to the school with his hands behind his back.

And then......

But where the dust came from, a figure was free...... Fly.

[It's broken! Broken! That little body, don't fall to your death! 】

The old prince secretly screamed that it was not good, separated the crowd, and hurriedly walked into the school field.

And then ......

Like everyone else, Yang Yunfei stared at Luo Fang who was lying on the ground moaning in pain/groaning in disbelief, feeling ...... Messy?

Luo Fang is more than eight feet long, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his arms have the strength of a thousand catties, and his martial arts are even more exquisite...... He, he was actually defeated by one move and flew into the sky? And the person who flew him, looking at that appearance, whose feelings are the white-faced princes. That little body, as thin as a chicken cub, how is it possible!

Wu Fan hurriedly dismounted, trotted all the way over, his expression was very innocent, and hurriedly saluted Yang Yunfei. Then he said to Luo Fang very embarrassedly: "General? Checkmate? How are you? I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My martial arts ...... It's rusty! If you're not careful, you're using too much energy......"

Luo Fang, who was smashed to pieces, heard Wu Fan's words, and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and scolded in his heart: [You are so fucking unfamiliar with martial arts, can you still beat me away with one move? What a bitch! If I had known, I wouldn't have kept my hands! This man has lost a big ball! Shame on the dead! Do I want to pretend that I can't get up! 】

The old prince stretched out his hand and touched Luo Fang's body a few times, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned his head, and looked at Wu Fan, who was full of panic, and his eyes changed......

(To be continued)

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