The militia was divided into ten brigades, and the others were busy under the command of the 100-man commander, sorting out supplies, loading trucks, and even doing simple drills, but the barracks of the sixth brigade were quiet, except for a dozen men playing cards under the eaves, there was no one to be seen.

"What about the others?" Downton asked, walking up to the group.

"You can't see it yourself?" a man with triangular eyes glanced at Downton, and then roared at his companion, "Hurry up and play your cards, grinding and chirping like a!"

"Good!" Downton nodded, walked over to Triangle Eye, and kicked him in the shoulder.

Triangle Eye has been guarding against Downton for a long time, but unfortunately he is not even a demon, just a physically strong ruffian, so how can he be Downton's opponent.

Bang, the triangular eye flew out sideways and hit the wall headfirst, and immediately bled profusely.

The others were stunned, they didn't expect Downton to be so violent, and they came up to do it, in fact, they saw him and Campana coming together just now, and they had already guessed the identity of this kid.

He is the one who makes everyone whole, but I didn't expect to be so young.

"Go, call the others out!" Downton didn't really care about their answers, as long as they were the slightest hint of disrespect and resistance, he would shoot them.

Sure enough, the casual and hostile attitude proved that they had been ordered by the commander of a thousand people, so Downton was too lazy to be polite.

Some people got up, but more people didn't move, they were all watching each other.

Downton didn't say a second word, but raised his leg and slammed it at the man next to him.

Bang!

The man raised his hand to resist, but he completely misestimated Downton's liliang, and the other party's right leg kicked like a steel whip, and his body flew out involuntarily. Slammed into the wall.

This time everyone stood up, but Downton didn't stop and kicked them one by one.

The militiamen in the other barracks nearby all stopped what they were doing and looked at this side in amazement, although there were many fights and brawls in the barracks, but there were more than a dozen of them. They haven't seen it yet.

"What's the matter with that kid?"

"It should be the hundred-man leader of the Sixth Brigade!"

"No, it's so young, but it's so good to fight, look, I kicked another one!"

The militiamen were talking with curiosity on their faces, and even the nine militia centennial commanders who got the news also showed up and stood in the distance to watch.

Is this the boy who worked as the director of the dagger mine? younger than the rumored one, with a green face, like unripe fruit.

He was wearing an old set of black leather armor. He wore a long sword and a saber around his waist, and knee-high boots on his feet, which made him look a little more tough and iron-blooded.

"Stop fighting, let's call someone!"

Looking at the tyrannical Downton, and the six unlucky ghosts who fell to the ground and snorted miserably, the rest of the people were busy dodging away, and the heroes didn't eat the losses in front of them, so they went to call people first.

"They're all sleeping?" Downton walked to the door. A foot towards the wooden door.

Bang, sawdust flying. The wooden door with a large hole in it was completely rotten.

The militiamen, who had slept in the barracks, were disturbed by their dreams, sat up scoldingly, and then saw a young man standing in the doorway.

The dazzling sunlight shone from behind him~ and cast a shadow on the ground.

Hu Tao hid in the doorway, glanced inside, and noticed that the men were undressed. Quickly retracted his head and covered his eyes.

The barracks were large and rectangular in layout, with double beds on both sides, and there were many people living there. The smell of feet and sweat is mixed together, and it smells bad.

"Now go out and take a shower!" Downton frowned, he glanced over, originally thought that it was all old, weak, sick and disabled, but he didn't expect it to be different from what he expected.

After a little thought, Downton understood, with the greed of the Duke of the West, the age of military service he required was eighteen to thirty-five years old for adult men, and if any family dared to use the old man and children to fool around, he would wait to be put in prison and pay three times the penalty tax.

"What woman's thighs aren't clamped and expose you?" a man with a body size of nearly two meters scolded, grabbed the one-handed barbell placed at the head of the bed, and smashed it out.

This guy liliang is very big, and the fifty-pound barbell snorted and went straight to the door of Downton.

Giant Iron Fist!

Downton slammed at the barbell, it was like a cannonball being fired, the reflection was intact to the muscular man, he was startled, and just as he wanted to dodge, the barbell was already close and hit him in the chest.

Hum, the trills of the barbell flying have not disappeared, and everyone saw that the most capable muscular man in the team fell off the bed with blood spurting, his sternum was a little dented, and it was obvious that a few ribs were broken.

"Get up and go take a shower. Downton took off his saber and tapped the bed as he walked inside, pumping it if anyone slowed down.

The militiamen who had been beaten looked at the bruises on their bodies, and dared not speak out, and some of the timid ones were suppressed by Downton, so they didn't even bother to put on their clothes in a panic, grabbed their clothes and ran outside.

The militiamen ran out, but they all gathered in the camp and did not go to bathe, and several of the ten-captains gathered together and muttered to each other.

"How, rebellion?" Downton came up and charged the fellows.

Campana was not old, weak, sick or disabled, but there were many thorns and slippery heads, and he threw those who disobeyed the discipline to the Sixth Brigade and gave Downton a headache.

"Sir, how dare we?" Willer nodded, and replied with a smile.

"You're the Captain of the Ten?" Downton stood in front of the crowd, glancing at the guys.

This is a man who is not very burly, but with the corners of his eyes hanging down, he is full of ruthlessness, and looking at his muscles, he is obviously a demon, but the rank is not too high.

Hu Tao was about to walk up to Downton and cheer him on, but was stopped by Celesse.

"Captain Montampana trusts!" Viller's subtext was simple, telling Downton that he also had the backstage, so don't go too far.

"I'm Downton of Morningmist Town, your chief, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard this name before, after today, you will remember it thoroughly, and remember it for a lifetime, it will be carved into your bones!" Downton nodded, and walked slowly in front of the group.

Wow!

Seeing the lively militia booing, Downton's words are really arrogant, but he is domineering enough, although he is young, he does not have a little stage fright, and he does have the momentum of a hundred people.

"You seem to be dissatisfied with me, so now I give you a chance to challenge me, win me, and I'll get out of the barracks!"

Downton knew that the barracks relied on fists to speak, and if you wanted to convince these thorns, you had to fight, you had to be more ruthless than them, and crush them with absolute strength.

There was a commotion in the crowd, they didn't expect Downton to have a showdown as soon as they came up, and chose the simplest and most direct way.

"Joke, you're a magician, and we're no match for you!" Willer smirked sinisterly, trying to force Downton to Liangshan.

"Don't think we don't know, you slaughtered the younger brother of the bandit Tyson with your own hands, which of us are your opponents!"

"Yes, you've won five straight fights in the Dark Fight, we've heard that. ”

These thorns dealt with Downton because of Campana's orders, and besides, they didn't worry about offending him, not to mention that there were many ways to rectify people in the barracks, and he couldn't get the handle, as long as he didn't go to the mines, he wouldn't have a chance to clean himself up after he got out of the barracks.

There are some good people who are not as well-informed as the thorns in the tavern these days, and they can't help but be surprised when they hear this, I didn't expect Downton to have such a strong record.

"Following a powerful commander to the battlefield, you have a better chance of saving your life, isn't it?" Downton took the opportunity to show his benefits, people are like this, you don't give people benefits and future, why should people give you their lives?

Willer was stunned, but quickly reacted, "Tyson is threatening to swallow your flesh and skin raw, and if you follow, we will be in greater danger." ”

"Then you just go back to the mother's womb, it's safer in there. Downton sneered, "If you don't dare to fight, get out, what's the nonsense?"

These words immediately caused a commotion, and the people in the barracks respected the strong, and the softer they were, the more they were bullied.

"You're a magician, and none of us can beat you. Weller bit this sentence to death, wanted to avoid a private fight, and then used a passive and slack trick to grind Downton to death.

"Well, I don't need any martial arts, just rely on a pair of fists to fight you. Downton stretched out his index finger and slowly swiped it over everyone, "Or do you dare not go up even so?"

Still no one moved, and to be honest, the young man's face was full of composure, and he completely suppressed them in terms of momentum, and no one recognized himself as superior to him.

"Well, it seems that my subordinates are a bunch of cowards, so let's go together!" Downton scoffed, "Still don't dare?"

The audience was in an uproar again, and they all felt that Downton was too big, this is nearly a hundred people, if you don't use martial arts, you will be dragged to death.

"If you don't dare, I'll report to the commander that you're a soft guy and can't complete your military service, so you're all waiting to go to prison!"

Downton snorted coldly, persecuting them.

The more this kind of choice, the more the minions will look at the leader and ask for advice, so Downton has already locked on several guys, and when he does it later, he will take the opportunity to hit them hard, and they can't get out of bed.

"Boy, this is what you said, if we kill you later, don't shout injustice!" Viller couldn't get off the stage, because the militia around him had already begun to heckle, and if they didn't dare to fight one in a hundred, they would definitely be laughed at to death in the future.

"Celes, pull Hu Tao aside and don't let her do it. Downton put his fists together and looked at the group of militiamen, "Miscellaneous fish, do you want me to wait for you to set up a formation?"

Hu Tao, who was eager to try to fight, suddenly lowered his head and walked to the side with a pout.

"Surround him!" Weller had some brains, and instead of rushing into action, he let the militia disperse and surround Downton, so that he could prevent him from fighting and retreating, playing guerrilla tactics. (To be continued......)