Cheng Changxin was not ambiguous, commanding his soldiers, holding shields, lined up, and stood at the front.

The rest of the soldiers, standing behind their shields and holding their weapons, moved forward.

It's kind of funny, the shield opens the way, and at the same time puts the strongest defense at the forefront.

However, the people behind this are holding big knives in their hands, or the long and bulky kind, will they really not miss and cut their own people?

The front is blocked by the shield, and the enemy can't attack but they can't hurt the opponent.

Unless it's very close, then the defense at the front is equivalent to nothing.

"This kind of offensive method, with a spear, is almost the same, and the long knife is completely a chicken rib."

Listening to her muttering, Zhang Jiexin couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart: "What is the spear that Miss Han is referring to?" ”

"A weapon, I'll show you when it's forged."

There was even a weapon he didn't know about? He was born on the battlefield, his ancestors have been Ran Jiajun for generations, he has read military books since he was a child, what kind of weapons does he not know? Not to mention what you haven't seen or heard of.

"How is that girl going to attack?"

"Quick Fix!"

"Yes."

Similarly, eight children, lined up, holding wooden weapons for training in their hands, but with the illusion that they were holding a divine weapon.

The soldiers led by Cheng Changxin are still moving forward slowly, and the children here have begun to move.

They took the initiative to run forward quickly, and while approaching the other party, they flew up, which was originally the strongest defensive shield, but became their best stepping stone.

Using the shield as a stepping point, the children easily crossed the defense and smashed the yellow dragon.

The soldiers in the back were too dense and the knives were too big and long, so they couldn't give full play to their advantages at all, and the parts above the shoulders were attacked to varying degrees.

By the time they fought back, the children had already jumped down and hid under their shields.

It was supposed to be their defense, but it was like it was tailor-made for children.

"Alright, let's stop."

Zhang Jie raised his hand high: "The outcome has been decided." ”

"No, General, we still have combat effectiveness!"

Cheng Changxin was not convinced and retorted loudly.

"Combat effectiveness? They're made of wood! If it were a real knife, your head would not be on your neck a long time ago! If you lose, you lose, when did you start and you didn't even dare to admit losing? ”

Zhang Jiexin's reprimand made everyone look ashamed.

"Let the girl smile, Da Lie has not fought for decades, and everyone is used to being comfortable."

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, you must always be prepared, and war will start at any time. General Zhang, the word comfort seems to be the most deserving of the barracks, right? ”

"Yes, the girl has taught her a lesson."

"Is there anyone else who is not convinced? Keep coming out than ! ”

Finally, no one answered......

"It's unlucky for a woman to enter the barracks, that's what you think, right?"

"But you can't beat a woman! Aren't you more obscure then?"

Han Bing walked to the side where the weapon was placed, pulled out an iron rod casually, and threw it at random, the iron rod cut through the air and made a buzzing sound.

Then the iron rod was inserted straight into the bluestone slab in the center of the square, and the long iron rod was left less than half outside.

"Whoever can pull out this iron rod will admit defeat!"

The crowd was in an uproar......

If you can't beat it, if you can't use tactics, can't you even compare with your strength?

Isn't it just pulling it out? What's so hard about it?

"I'm coming!"

A burly man walked out, glanced contemptuously at Han Bing, stretched out a hand to grab the iron rod, and pulled it out.

Well? Motionless?

Is it a posture error? He adjusted his stance, and this time, he used his hands.

What makes people fall through the glasses is that the iron rod seems to grow out of the ground, not to mention pulling it out, it doesn't even shake it.

"What are you doing?"

"Are you kidding?"

The strong man's name is Zhang Huajun, and he is recognized as the king of strength in the Ran family's army. He never loses when he usually wrestles his wrist or something.

His face flushed, he took a deep breath and yelled, "Get up ......"

The iron rod still didn't move......

In the end, he even used his legs, and it was still useless.

"Does anyone else want to try it?"

Looking at the cold ice on the high platform, there was no more contempt in everyone's eyes.

In this place where strength is respected, Han Binglu's hand has undoubtedly left a deep imprint in everyone's hearts.

"No one?"

She walked over slowly, stretched out her hand, and caught the iron rod between her two fingers, and with a gentle tug, the stick was pulled out.

There was silence all around, and people seemed to forget to breathe all at once......

There was a ghostly expression everywhere, only the group of children she brought with her, there was no surprise at all, as if it was commonplace.

"The explosiveness is not enough, the endurance is not good, and you don't even have the strength, do you think you are worthy of this military flag? Why do you look down on me as a woman? ”

"You should be honored and honored that I am here to be your commander!"

"Of course, you can't feel it now, and in the future, I will keep you in mind."

"So now, you come and tell me, can you become the pride of the prince and my existence worthy of showing off?"

"Yes!"

The sound of the mountain swallowing the river echoed in the valley, provoking the birds of the mountain to rush into the air......

She finally smiled with satisfaction: "Then, let's start greeting your devil instructor." ”

Her smile sent chills down everyone's spine.

When Han Bing came back from the Flame Mountain, he plunged into Ran Zongyan's study, and he didn't come out for a long time.

"Lord Wang, why don't you eat first? This dish is almost cold. ”

Ran Zongyan's gaze moved away from the book: "She hasn't come out yet?" ”

Yan Liangdong was also very helpless: "Yes, I've been calling several times, and Miss Han said that she wasn't hungry." ”

Not hungry? It's been so long since dinner time, so people who love food say they are not hungry?

"Take it to the study."

With that, he took the book and went to the study.

Yan Liangdong hurriedly asked the maid to load all the meals in the food box and followed.

Habit is really a terrible thing, he has only eaten with Han Bing a few times, and every time he eats, he will deliberately ask the kitchen to cook some dishes she likes.

I even think about what she looks like when she eats.

Strange to say, when she eats it, it makes people feel that no matter what the dish is, it is delicious.

"Bing'er, you ......"

Ran Zongyan, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, and Yan Liangdong, who was following behind, didn't brake the car and hit him straight on the back.

His body was stiff, was this still his study?

Was it a thief?

All the items on the table were no longer in their original places, rice paper was everywhere, on the floor, and even on the soft floor where he was resting.

The precious four treasures of the study that he had spent a lot of time and money to collect were piled up in the corner with disgust.

He rubbed his eyebrows and sighed. From a large pile of paper, he picked up the cold ice that was struggling to write: "Are you going to demolish the king's study?" ”

"Huh?"

Han Bing raised his head blankly, and a big flower face appeared in front of him.

"Are you drawing? This king thought you were stealing ink. ”

Naturally, he reached out and gently wiped her face with his fingertips.

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