The so-called battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes, and the necessary condition for this theorem to be established is that the species gap between the two sides involved in the war cannot be too large.

Li Wei was lying on the two thick branches, looking like a son-in-law, with a blade of grass in his mouth. He squinted at the camp in the valley below, and his gaze stopped in the woods on the side of the camp where the neighing of horses could be heard. The sound of horses in the woods suddenly became anxious for a moment, and suddenly it calmed down, and the wrangler's chest was broken with a large hole, and from the hole, the wrangler's heart was crumpled into a mess of rotten flesh. Li Wei squatted by the stream and scrubbed frantically in disgust, almost until his skin peeled. There was no blood on his hands, and the smell of blood was carried away by the flowing water, he raised his hand to his nose and sniffed it, a faint smell of fish still wrapped around his fingertips.

"This thing actually has a bit of troll blood," Li Yan pulled his hand away from the tip of his nose, and the smell of the fishy smell made him want to vomit. "No wonder Daddy is going to let me come here this time," Li Wei pinched his fingers and showed a wicked smile, "Troll hybrid?" Interesting. Li Wei got up and looked up at the woods where there was still the neighing of horses, and with that cynical smile on his face again, he patted his stomach and burped contentedly.

Li Ji returned to the camp, and the military men passing by greeted him warmly, he replied with a smile, and a full burp floated out with his response, causing bursts of laughter, and one of the men with a rough voice laughed loudly: "This kid must have secretly hit rabbits and eaten them when he went to explore the military situation again!" Li Wei waved his hand again and again, slipped out of the pile of people in a bit of embarrassment, and burrowed into the main tent like a slippery loach. Feng Yu, who was standing in front of the sand table, looked at Li Jiong, who was a little gray and had a burp on his face with the dust rolling around from the ground, and shook his head a little funny.

"What's the good news?" Feng Yu looked at Li Ji, who was stunned, and raised his eyebrows.

"The horses of the Gang in the valley ahead are gone." Li Wei smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I don't know if it's because the tribe offended which tribe offended too much, I saw the one who let the horse, tsk, old miserable." ”

"Oh?" Feng Yu's eyebrows moved, the cavalry of the Xuan Department can also rank in the top three in the entire grassland barbarian tribe, although the cavalry does not play a big role in the siege, when the two armies face each other, it is a headache for the current Great Wei army. The horses are gone, which is good news. Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man standing in front of him, his vivid appearance reminded him of what he looked like when he first entered the barracks, joy and disappointment were written on his face, he was a simple teenager to the extreme.

"Do you want to slaughter these barbarians with your own hands?" Feng Yu was silent for a long time, watching the young man's face gradually dim from antiquation, and suddenly laughed.

"Yes!" Li Yan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became excited, and he was a little cautious, "Boss, really let me go?" ”

"Go," Feng Yu sat down and stretched out his hand to pour himself a bowl of water, "Don't fall into the name of your Li family, this king will give you 300 men to raid the Gang Ministry." This time, if you are able to do a good job, this king will make you a lieutenant. ”

"Really!" Li Wei squinted with a smile and stepped forward, "Then can I use the people from the Red Dragon Camp?" ”

Feng Yu glanced at him, shook his hand and threw a token out, "Go pick someone yourself, how to serve the public is your business, and this king will wait for your good news in fifteen days." ”

Li Wei responded loudly, happily left the main tent, and trotted all the way to the location of the Red Dragon Camp.

Lu Ming remembered that the weather was very good that day, and the clouds in the sky were very white, he was lying on the ground, looking at the clouds floating in the sky, and his first reaction was, why are these clouds so white? Then he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been knocked over, and before he could figure out what was going on, a hand appeared in front of him. Lu Ming looked at the hand, and the sixteen-year-old boy's eyes were bent into crescents. He stood up with the strength of that hand, and felt a terrible pain in his shoulders and chest, and there was a moment of silence in the originally lively martial arts arena, and the people of the Red Dragon Camp probably didn't expect that after only two or three rounds of kung fu, their own head coach was knocked down by this young man who looked like a fool. The people around gathered more and more, and almost half of the people in the Red Dragon Battalion were alarmed, and the soldiers gathered around the martial arts arena, looking at the young man in the center with a strange expression.

When Li Wei left the Red Dragon Camp, he took thirty people with him, and Lu Ming was among them. Feng Yu said to give him 300 people, but Li Wei felt that thirty was enough, and any more was a drag.

Five days later, Li Wei led thirty soldiers of the Red Dragon Battalion to attack the Qianqian Department at night, and Lu Ming followed him, completely seeing the ferocity of the young man.

The standard weapon of the Red Dragon Battalion is a thick-backed machete with a three-foot-three-inch long blade, which is sharp and sharpens iron like clay. When he went into battle to kill the enemy, although the knife was in the flesh, he would at most cut people to death, but Li Ji did not use this kind of machete. Lu Ming saw with his own eyes that the sixteen-year-old boy was wearing a pair of cold glistening fist gloves, five fingers were wrapped in sharp sharp blades, and there were two dark red blood grooves on each sharp blade, Li Wei smiled at him: "My father gave it, the old Li family's heirloom weapon." ”

Lu Ming looked at Li Ming's hands, one hand in his throat and the other in his heart, his proficiency seemed to be more than ten years of practice, his body trembled, and the shoulders and chests that had been hit by the teenager a few days ago seemed to start to ache faintly again.

Two hours later, Lu Ming watched with some disillusionment at the almost total annihilation of the fierce battle, and pinched the rope in his hand hard, as if this was the only way to find a little sense of reality. At the other end of the rope was tied to the scolding and scolding Mao Pheasant Ye Danyu, Li Wei smiled and leaned into Mao Pheasant Ye Danyu's ear and whispered something, Mao Pheasant instantly quieted down, his face turned red, but he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

The soldiers who traveled with him found a felt cloth to wipe the blood stains on their bodies, and they were surprised to see this scene, a tall and strong man patted Li Jiong's shoulder with a "snap", and laughed heroically: "I didn't expect you kid to understand the words of a barbarian." ”

Li Wei touched his head and replied with a smile: "My father taught him, but he used to guard the pass in Huangsongyu for eight years." "The simplistic troll language, he really, understands it too well.

Lu Ming looked at the rope in his hand, and then at the fist gloves that Li Wei had carefully put away, and said with some words: "Your old Li family's kung fu is like this..."

"Huh?" Li Wei raised his head, "What?" ”

Lu Ming pointed to his fist gloves, and Li Wei laughed knowingly: "Hey, you said this." ”

When the words fell, Li Wei opened his posture and played an extremely beautiful set of punches, and the move routine looked like the kind that the boys in Beijing often practiced. "When you go to the battlefield, isn't it just a steady and accurate one, and if you use this again, I'm afraid that the fist fight has not been pulled up, and the opposite side has already slashed me on the head."

The men laughed for a while, and a group of thirty-one people, except for two minor injuries, returned to the garrison camp almost completely, and captured the pheasant Yedanyu alive.

Li Wei swaggered into the main tent, and he looked like Feng Yu wanted to hit him with a teacup.

After receiving the lieutenant token, he rolled out of the main tent in a bit of embarrassment, and the soldiers gathered around him burst into laughter, all gloating.

Li Wei got up from the ground with a shruff, spread his hands, and the deputy general token was lying there blinding the eyes of a group of people, and Li Wei leaned back tactically: "What is a god general!" ”

A teacup flew out of the main tent, "You go to the back mountain to hunt and eat for everyone!! ”

The barracks were filled with a happy air, Li Wei touched his nose, turned his head and walked towards the back mountain. When he was walking on the road, he touched his chest, there was a triangular peace charm, exuding bursts of warmth, Li Wei grinned, he seemed to see the little girl who had two little twitches tilting her head and smiling at him, the little girl who was naughty but made him feel warm, what is she doing now?