Chapter Forty-Three: The Contest of Candidates
When Zimo said that the tactical skills he used could be completed in half a second, and he left no traces, almost invisible, all the high-rated generals suddenly had expressions.
Li Wenlong, the general of the 10,000-strong Huaihua Dynasty, looked at Zimo, and suddenly laughed: "You mean that you are good at hand-to-hand combat, not performing here?"
Zimo nodded: "I know that there are many participants this time, and watching the skills scored is the best choice, so that the first thing is to ensure that every participant is not injured or risk of life, and secondly, it is also a way to end the competition very quickly." ”
Zimo watched the many generals give him a chance to speak, and thought in his heart that if he didn't die this time, he would definitely be able to leave an impression in their minds.
Although I don't like to be promoted and make a fortune, but the road of life growth is slow, and sometimes I have to stand on the shoulders of giants, and rely on my own blind hard work to fight when I can become a famous person.
A person who is not a big name, how can he marry Ji Hongyue, the only county lord of the Ji Wangfu of the Mingyue Kingdom.
Time is pressing, he is now eighteen, and Hongyue has reached the age of marriage, as time goes by, the royal family of Mingyue Kingdom will definitely seek a solid and powerful marriage for Hongyue.
Even if Hongyue is unwilling, but it can drag on for a few years, is it possible that when his beard and hair are all white, he is becoming famous, becoming famous, and becoming a well-known celebrity and a strong man in the mainland? At that time, what is the use of fame and desire for himself? Eighty years old is marrying Ji Hongyue?
I like to attack, what I like is to plan and kill 10,000 people, and it is definitely not invincible in the world!
While secretly thinking about how to show his talents here, Zimo gushed endlessly: "I admit that everything in the way and method of this competition is correct and reasonable, but the only drawback is that it is extremely unfair to us who are close and experienced in actual combat."
"The selection of generals, nothing more than to go into battle to kill the enemy in the future, to stain the long river with blood, like me, many people who are good at actual combat will be defeated, if we are fame and fortune in the examination, we will lose the election, but this time is different, this time is our Gaoyang country is preparing to fight with the wolf country and the selection of generals, all of us who are experienced in actual combat must not, and should not be eliminated from this selection, we must serve the country with blood, we must use our lives to protect the people of the dawn, so I boldly let ten thousand people behead the general Li WenlongYou, give us a fair chance to pay attention to actual combat experience."
Zimo gushed endlessly, his voice was loud, and his words were mellow so that everyone could hear what he was saying.
Li Wenlong, the general of the Ten Thousand Beheading Huaihua, stared at Zimo, and thought in his heart, "This kid, as much as he talks about things, as if he is really passionate about serving the country, but since he said this, if he is trying to kill him, won't he become a sinner in Gaoyang Kingdom?"
"Okay, since you said that you are good at actual combat, so I will give you a chance, you and the superintendent captain will compete, but there is one point, there is a real sword and gun competition on the school field, and life and death and disability will not be investigated, do you have any objections?"
Zimo looked at the captain and a few soldiers covered in dirt, shook his head and said, "It's not fair."
The lieutenant, the lowest subordinate also led half a battalion of people, about 2,500 people, and his subordinates led two thousand governors, five five hundred commanders, and twenty-five hundred generals.
Almost all of them, including more than a dozen generals in the Gaotai Grading Office, thought that this was the 10,000-person beheading of Huaihua General Li Wenlong, who saw that this contestant was not pleasing to the eye, and wanted to take over the captain's hand and kill him in the competition.
Almost all the contestants also know it, but who wants this stupid boy to be so crazy and actually say that he is a practical combat faction, this is good, people follow your wishes and send you a captain to fight in actual combat.
But almost all of them have nothing to say, and the smallest official position here must be the captain who supervises the competition field, so it is difficult to ask the generals to find a hundred people in the barracks for you.
Li Wenlong, the general of Huaihua, also knew that all the captains who could come here to compete in the competition and supervise on duty were selected one in ten thousand in the barracks.
Everyone is a fighter in the actual battle on weekdays, and the skills are outstanding, and everyone's combat military qualities are S-level, and they are absolutely obedient to orders and obey commands.
In saying, where is this, this is the Chinese army guard camp in the capital of the king of Gaoyang, the army here is the elite of the Gaoyang country, the center of this national competition, the selected captains are of course the elite of the tiger rui, even the soldiers who follow are also the division of the tiger wolf, let the captain fight against a player who came to compete, it is really unfair.
Li Wenlong, the general of the 10,000-strong Huaihua Dynasty, stood on the high platform, despised the ants in the audience and said: "Okay, those soldiers, you choose one at random to fight, don't say that I didn't give you a chance."
Li Wenlong, the general of the 10,000-strong Huaihua Army, shouted loudly: "Will I be benevolent in governing the army? I will too? This time it is just a contest selection, and I also love to govern the army once. ”
"It's not fair"
Zimo held his head high, looked up at the high platform, and there was no shame in it, as if what he said was justified.
"It's not fair, do you want me to choose a little lady from the Red Mansion outside the barracks to come and fight against you, hahahahaha"
Li Wenlong, the general of 10,000 people, suddenly felt that he was humorous, and he couldn't help laughing.
"It's so fucking funny, hahahahaha, is this the rule of benevolence?"
Li Wenlong, the general of Huaihua, laughed and looked at Wei Jiamu, the general of Zhenxi, with a look of schadenfreude, looking at the person from the Xisaisha Domain.
Wei Jiamu, the general of Zhenxi, was enraged by the beheading of 10,000 people, and the general Li Wenlong, with his eyes of contempt and a sarcastic smile.
I was preparing to fight against the prestige of the generals who were fighting against these royal capitals, but I didn't expect that this little soldier I used the topic to play would not be on the road.
However, Wei Jiamu, the general of Zhenxi, can stand up and provoke the general of the capital, and it is by no means in vain.
Wei Jiamu, the general of Zhenxi, had already secretly observed his words and looked at the young man in the audience.
In the face of such majesty, the young man did not see a trace of fear, and his clear eyes were like a deep pool, making people unable to see the bottom.
This young man is definitely not SB, since he is not SB, then he should be a genius who is about to come out, but many people didn't know it at first.
In the face of the sarcasm of Huaihua General Li Wenlong, Wei Jiamu, the general of Zhenxi, had to stand up and ask the young man in the arena and asked, "How can you tell me how to be fair?"