Yang Miaozhen changed her outfit, holding a dragon bun on her head, inserting a golden hairpin under the bun, hanging a pair of jade rings in her ears, wearing a grass green dress, a sky blue silk silk around her waist, and pink embroidered shoes.

That's pretty good! Meng Jiucheng put away his thoughts, picked up his wine glass with a smile, and raised his hand to Yang Miaozhen, "I salute the four ladies of the heroines below." ”

"Slaves don't dare to be slaves." Yang Miaozhen was humble and raised her glass and took a sip.

The title has changed, it is Meng Jiucheng's head, which seems close, and it also makes the atmosphere at the banquet much more relaxed.

Meng Jiucheng put down the wine glass, groaned for a while, and asked, "I don't know how many strong soldiers are led by the fourth lady?" ”

Yang Miaozhen heard the accent of the word "Jingzhuang", thought for a while, and said: "Excluding the old and weak and their families, there are about six thousand!" ”

Meng Jiucheng nodded and said, "According to the establishment of our army, it is two battalions. Well, there's no rush to talk about that, I'll talk about it later. When I first arrived here, the four ladies should take a walk around. For example, Qingdao, with its newly built city and commercial halls, as well as sea views and famous mountains, is a good place to visit and enjoy. ”

Yang Miaozhen smiled and said, "General Meng's governance of the place is indeed extraordinary. When the slave family has leisure, they will go on a tour. ”

"Soon we will have to fight with the Jin Army again." Meng Jiucheng sighed and said: "It's all involuntarily, if it's a peaceful time, I hope to be a rich man and live more freely." ”

"Yes, the slave family is a woman, and she can't help herself." Yang Miaozhen sighed with the same feeling.

According to legend, in Moyungu, there is a poem inscribed by Yang Miaozhen, Yun: This is a good woman, serving her parents at home, only because of the government's compulsion, she became a robber.

It can be seen that this strange woman with excellent martial arts has experienced the blood and tears of rebellion and conquest with her brother. If it weren't for the fact that the government forced the people to rebel, and if it wasn't unbearable, how could a young woman ever want to ride a horse to fight?

Meng Jiucheng raised his glass and said: "Since the situation is compelled, then make another career and play the peaceful years by yourself." Come, I will toast the fourth lady in the next glass. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, it should be a cup of slave family tribute to General Meng." The fourth lady hurriedly replied.

The two took a sip of wine and talked some more gossip, and Meng Jiucheng talked about martial arts.

Although Yang Miaozhen said that he was more confident in martial arts, he didn't know the level of Meng Jiucheng, so he said a little lightly: "Actually, even if you practice martial arts skillfully and are invincible alone, when you go to the battlefield, you will find that personal martial arts are not so important." Resourcefulness and resourcefulness will play a big role. ”

Meng Jiucheng smiled noncommittally and said: "Don't hide it from the fourth lady, and practice gunfire skills below, but it's just coarse and stupid, and you can't get into the eyes of a master like the fourth lady." It's just that although the martial arts are not high, but when I see the heroic woman who makes the gun, I like it, and I want to cut it off, and meet friends with martial arts, just to increase the actual combat experience. ”

Yang Miaozhen hurriedly said modestly: "General Meng has won the award, where can the slave family be called a master, but he can only use three moves and two styles." ”

"Twenty years of pear flower guns, invincible in the world." Meng Jiucheng stretched out his thumb and praised it, and said, "It is not an exaggeration that the fourth lady can be called a grandmaster. When I have some leisure, I will definitely cut with the four ladies and ask the four ladies for advice. ”

Yang Miaozhen looked strange and asked suspiciously, "Where did General Meng hear that?" There is no opponent in the world, how could the slave family ever be so arrogant? ”

Hey. Meng Jiucheng laughed twice, rubbed his nose with his index finger, and said: "How old is the fourth lady, where did she come from for twenty years, the pear flower spear is really a rumor, and even I almost believed it." ”

Yang Miaozhen actually liked this sentence, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Actually, the slave family is also good at martial arts, and he is willing to compete with others." General Meng said that he did not dare to ask for advice. ”

Haha, Meng Jiucheng smiled heartily, waved his hand and said, "The fourth lady is polite." It is not only to cut the problem, but also to teach each other and make progress together. ”

After drinking and talking, Meng Jiucheng never mentioned anything about uniting and merging armies.

Yang Miaozhen and the others thought that he was afraid of affecting the atmosphere, and it was difficult for him to speak.

After the banquet, Meng Jiucheng went to rest temporarily.

Yang Miaozhen and the others respectfully sent each other off, and came back for some deliberation before they dispersed.

In the evening, Meng Jiucheng returned to invite Yang Miaozhen and the others, who were in the courtyard of the mansion where he was temporarily staying.

Meng Jiucheng also brought two cooks, a young couple who fled from Laizhou, and their skills were good.

The dishes are different, Yang Miaozhen is a woman in the end, her heart is more careful, and she tasted it after eating two bites.

As for those rough generals, who have wine and meat, how do they do it?

After only eating a few glasses of fruit wine and some dishes, Meng Jiucheng sincerely extended a cut invitation to Yang Miaozhen.

Don't wait until you're full, get appendicitis or something!

Yang Miaozhen excused herself, and saw that Meng Jiucheng was very persistent, and Liu Quan and Wang Min at the same table also glanced at her, so she had to get up and accept the invitation.

Under the hall was a small open space, and two spears with their heads removed and wrapped in cloth were ready.

Yang Miaozhen took the spear, shook it, made a gesture, looked at Meng Jiucheng with a smile, and said, "General Meng, please advise." ”

"It should be the fourth lady who advises more." Meng Jiucheng smiled, raised his gun and stabbed, decent, but he couldn't find fault with the moves.

Yang Miaozhen didn't pester, he directly opened the gun, only shook the head of the gun, and a cloud of afterimages stabbed at Meng Jiucheng, this move was called "Iron Broom".

Meng Jiucheng retreated, and also parried with the smashing method, and stabbed again with a flat gun in his backhand.

Those who dare to use the method of smashing are confident in their own strength. Meng Jiucheng saw that Yang Miao was really like this, so he spared no effort in his hands and added a little more strength.

Guns come and go, and the two fight in one place.

Meng Jiucheng has never stopped exercising, and he is far beyond ordinary people in terms of physical fitness, and his marksmanship is also very proficient.

Of course, he didn't have the luxury of defeating a grandmaster-level master who could create his own marksmanship in marksmanship, just like Yang Miaozhen.

But Meng Jiucheng believed that Yang Miaozhen would not use his true skills to embarrass him, the master. Therefore, he is thinking of showing his skills and not letting people underestimate him.

To put it bluntly, Meng Jiucheng just wants to play normally, and he doesn't care about winning or losing, and he won't lose ugly anyway.

But no matter how he used it, Yang Miaozhen could withstand it, and he couldn't gain the upper hand in terms of strength.

Meng Jiucheng took two steps back, and when he entered again, his moves had changed drastically, making him have enough strength and arousing his disbelief.

The big gun was wielded, and it was all fierce and powerful moves. In this way, no matter the tip of the gun, the handle of the gun, or the body of the gun, they are attacking and hurting people, and wherever the gun wind reaches, the force is so strong that ordinary tricks cannot get close.

Although Yang Miaozhen was not in a hurry and pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and it was not as easy as she used to be to resist the counterattack.