Luo Chen instantly understood what Liu Yuxi meant, and trained recruits in the future. r?a?n?? ｅ ｎ `ｏ?ｒｇ

As the commander of the first brigade, Liu Yuxi naturally felt that it was more appropriate to use the people of the first brigade.

And the second brigade has been stationed here for a long time, and before the start of the big war, it also needs to go to the border to sharpen its sharpness.

The two of them had decided, and Liu Yuxi left again and returned to the top of Qixia Peak.

She is also a decisive character, and after the orders were issued through the military order system, she quickly came to the foot of Qixia Peak.

Walking out of the gate of the guard camp, Liu Yuxi came to the Blood Tavern.

It was still very noisy, and although it was a cold January, the waitresses were still hot, and the old guards and the unworthy guards sat there in twos and threes, talking and laughing unscrupulously, taking advantage of the waiters by the way.

Seeing Liu Yuxi walk in, the tavern suddenly fell silent, and both the active and retired iron guards sat there honestly and drank alcohol.

In everyone's hearts, they all hope that the eldest lady and the commander will leave soon.

Liu Yuxi stood at the door of the tavern, swept his gaze, and said lightly: "Which are the old brothers of the old guard?"

More than thirty strong men hurriedly stood up, one by one, without squinting, and straightened their bodies.

"Go back to the old guard courtyard first, the sect has a task for you. Liu Yuxi nodded to everyone, turned around and walked out.

The old guard house is also like a small guard camp, with many houses surrounding a large open space. This clearing can also be regarded as a small school field, the difference is that the old guards no longer have mounts, and there are no traces of heavy horses galloping on the school field.

Liu Yuxi stood on the high platform, his body was already covered with heavy armor, and the metal mask had not yet fallen, revealing a heroic little face, and his cold eyes swept under the high platform.

In front of her, there stood hundreds of tall men, all of them straight. Although there are traces of time in the corners of his eyes, standing here there is a sense of iron and blood emanating.

They are the old guards who live in the old guards, and everyone is experienced in a hundred battles. One by one, the robes fell beside them, and those who survived had already developed an iron-clad heart.

More than 600 old iron guards were divided into five teams according to the sequence before retirement, and they straightened up and looked at Liu Yuxi on the high platform.

Liu Yuxi's gaze swept over everyone, and a cold voice sounded: "Everyone, south of Tiannan, something big will happen, and the sect needs your support!"

The old guards were silent and looked at Liu Yuxi.

They can't ask questions until they're done, that's the rule.

"Kunyu Sect and Cloud Breaking Sect are rapidly expanding their armaments, preparing to join forces to destroy our Qixia Sect and carve up our territory! They think that there is a little problem with our Qixia Sect, so they will have a chance, how do they know how rich our Qixia Sect's reserves are!"

"The sect has made up its mind, use all its reserves, and fight to the death with the Kunyu Sect and the Cloud Breaking Sect! This is not a border war, but the final decisive battle! After this decisive battle, my Qixia Sect is the only sect south of Tiannan!"

"For this decisive battle, we need to expand the scale of the Qixia Iron Guard! we need a large number of strong people to join in, put on Dao pattern armor, and charge into battle for our Qixia Sect!"

When the old guards heard this, their eyes lit up one by one, and they clenched their fists vigorously.

This is what generations of Qixia Tiewei have longed for the most, and now it is finally going to happen!

As for failure, they simply don't think about it. Just kidding, they are the invincible Qixia Iron Guard, how could they fail?

Liu Yuxi paused slightly, his eyes swept over everyone, and he shouted: "The scale of this army expansion is unimaginable to any of you. The first thing the sect thinks of is you! Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Qixia Sect Master, I order you to rejoin the Qixia Iron Guard and fight for my Qixia Sect! You will put on the Dao Pattern Road Armor again and set foot in the south of this day for my Qixia Sect! Are you willing?"

"Yes!" hundreds of old guards blushed and roared in unison!

At this moment, the blood in the chest has been rekindled!

Stepping south of Tiannan is the dream of generations of Qixia Tiewei. Now this dream is about to come true in their hands!

What about the slight frost on the sideburns? What about the early birth of Huafa? As long as they ride on ironback horses, they are still fearless iron guards!

The best destination for the Iron Guard is to die on the battlefield, not to live here!

Liu Yuxi nodded lightly: "Very good, worthy of being the old iron guard of my Qixia Iron Guard!"

"I'll give you three days to prepare! After three days, everyone will still gather here and go to the Ryoma Forest together to find their mounts! After three days, you will no longer be a retired old iron guard, but an active iron guard of my Qixia Iron Guard!"

"Yes, my lord!" the old guards roared at the same time!

The figure of the Commander has departed, and the old guard courtyard has become a sea of joy.

The strong men with weathered faces stood on the school grounds, reluctant to leave for a long time, and gathered around in groups to talk about the events of the year.

It seems that it was yesterday to join Qixia Iron Guard, but now his temples are gray.

I don't know how many robes have fallen around me, and now I am finally going to the battlefield again!

I put the mount back in the Ryoma Forest, how excited should I be to see my master again after so many years?

In the face of the conscription of the sect, no one flinched.

They are iron-blooded old iron guards who have returned from a hundred battles, and how many times have they dreamed of returning to the blood-boiling field. And now, with the opportunity to put on the Dao pattern armor again and fight for the sect, who would not want to? As for life and death, they have long been put out of the way.

In Qixia City, in a tavern.

A fat man with a big belly was drinking, and in front of him was a large wooden cup containing the lowest-priced inferior ale.

The people around him were far away from him, and no one paid attention to him, as if they would be unlucky if they looked at him.

The fat man paid no attention to the others, but poured the ale into his mouth.

Several city guards dressed in beautiful light armor strode into the tavern, and the tavern owner hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "A few military masters, what should you drink?"

"Don't drink, we'll find someone. A man who looked like an officer waved his hand impatiently and shouted softly, "Who is Zhang Yigun?"

The drinkers had gloating expressions on their faces, and their eyes looked at the fat man who was immersed in drinking. The fat man turned his head, his eyes full of rebelliousness: "I am, what's wrong?"

The officer-like young man showed a respectful look on his face, bowed down to the fat man, and handed a letter sealed with fire paint to the fat man: "The letter from the city lord, please look at it!"

"I don't have anything to do with the Bird City Lord of Qixia City, how could he write to me?" In the shocked and envious eyes of the surrounding drinkers, the fat man snorted and tore open the envelope casually.

It was not a handwritten letter from the city lord, and the parchment was covered with the golden moire emblem of Qixia Sect, with a few lines of small characters clearly written on it.

"Recruit the old guard Zhang Yigun to rejoin the Qixia Iron Guard, and report to the old guard within three days, there must be no mistake!"

The fat man's fat body trembled for a while, and his eyes instantly became extremely bright!

"My lord, we take our leave!" the city guards, dressed in beautiful armor, bowed and walked out.

The fat man held the thin piece of parchment, and his expression changed dramatically.

The years of Jin Ge Iron Horse many years ago appeared in front of his eyes again.

The names that were almost forgotten became clear......

"Zhang Yigun, when did you have good luck, even the city lord wrote to you!" A white-bearded drinker looked envious, jealous and hateful.

The fat man glanced at the gray beard and stood up gently.

His body stood straight, and a powerful momentum burst out in an instant!

The surrounding drinkers turned pale one by one, speechless and thrillerland.

The fat man strode out, his gaze already sharpened. It wasn't until he left the tavern that the drinkers inside dared to suck.

"You dare to provoke him, aren't you going to die!" A middle-aged drinker glanced at the gray beard, shook his head, and said, "This guy is the old iron guard of Qixia Tiewei, and he can also be provoked by us?"

The white-bearded body trembled, seeing this decadent and boring fat man here all these years, who still remembers what kind of old iron guard he was Qi Xia Tiewei?

"Looks like it's going to be a war!" the fat man walked down the street, his face excited.

Although he is still obese, a powerful momentum is emanating.

From this moment on, he is no longer the lazy fat man who lives a decadent life with a broken wife, but an iron guard of the fearless Qixia Iron Guard!

"What is there to prepare, now I will report to the old health center!"

The county seat of Liyang County, the largest green building Surabaya Pavilion, is in an elegant courtyard.

Under the flowers and trees, the cups and plates are messy, and the residual wine is still warm. In the room, a tall strong man was pressing a slender girl to the side of the bed, and slammed into the girl's snow-white buttocks. Another slender girl sat on the big bed with a shy smile on her face.

"Master, your letter!" a small man screamed and rushed into the small courtyard and into the room.

"What's the call? Don't you see that Master Ben is busy?" the strong man glared at the little guy fiercely, "Scare Master Ben softly, can you afford it?"

"This is a handwritten letter from the lord of Liyang City, and the city guards ordered it to be handed over to the lord immediately, otherwise he will screw his little head!" said the little guy again and again.

"You are Lao Tzu's person, he dares!" the strong man snorted, "Bring the letter to Lao Tzu!"

The little guy hurriedly ran to the bedside, handed the letter sealed with fire paint to the strong man, and then ran away as if he were running away.

The strong man snorted, did not stop his movements at all, and tore open the envelope casually. He is the old iron guard of Qixia Iron Guard, but he is not a bullshit city lord.

"Recruit the old guard Gao Ping to rejoin the Qixia Iron Guard, and report to the old guard within five days, there must be no mistake!"

Looking at the golden moire on the parchment, the strong man's body trembled and involuntarily softened.

The girl in front of her turned her head and glanced at the strong man with disgust.

The strong man waved his hand to push the girl away, and suddenly burst into a long laugh: "Hahahahaha............"

Ignoring the strange speed of the two girls, they put on their clothes and threw a small bag of gold ingots on the table.

"From today onwards, Master Gao will not come to take care of your sisters' business!

"Master Gao, don't you like people anymore?" said the slender girl who was being beaten down just now.

"It's hairy to engage in women, Lao Tzu is going to do something else this time, haha!" Gao Ping laughed and went out, holding his big hand in the void, as if the war spear was already in his hand, and a powerful momentum burst out in an instant!

A small village at the foot of Tianzhu Mountain, but there are more than 500 families, scattered in a valley.

At the edge of the valley, there are a few tile houses, which are the only village schools here. More than a dozen village children sat there in a regular manner, looking timidly at the master sitting at the front.

A village boy stood in front of the tall master and recited in a low voice: "The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back." Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxiao, not exhausting the river............ The ............ of the river is not endless."

"The river is not coming!" said the master angrily, "stretch out your hand!"

With tears in his eyes, the boy shrank and stretched out his hand.

"Smack!"

The ring ruler fell heavily on the child's hand, and the painful child's body trembled.

"Don't cry!" the tall master shouted angrily, "This masterpiece of the Zhuang family, Lao Tzu has taught you hundreds of times, but you can't remember it, ah, you can't remember it! You still have the face to cry?

The little boy burst into tears, and the master raised the ring ruler again, and a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the distance.

The sound of horses' hooves drew nearer and nearer, and they stopped beyond Vasher. The master snorted, put down the ruler, and strode out.

"Master Shen, a letter from the city lord!" The person who came was a young iron guard, and when he saw the tall master coming out, he hurriedly rolled the saddle and dismounted, took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

"What's the matter?" Master Shen learned the tone of the legendary Zhuang family, took the envelope sealed by fire paint, and directly tore it open.

The iron guard smiled at Master Shen, bowed and left directly.

Shen Fuzi stared at the parchment with golden moires, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife!

After a long time, Shen Fuzi took a deep breath and laughed: "Rabbit cubs, go home for Lao Tzu!

In the Vasher, a burst of joy erupted, and the village children rushed out one by one and ran away happily.

The village boy who was being beaten just now was the last to come out, looked at the smiling Shen Fuzi and said respectfully, "Master, where are you going?"

"Go kill someone, quack!" the master laughed, and walked out of the village on his long legs, and the speed was incomparably fast!

"Rush to Qixia City in five days! Damn, doesn't this cost me my life!"

At the beginning of January, the weather was still extremely cold.

Within a radius of thousands of miles from the Qixia Sect, strong men with weathered faces appeared on the road.

They walked silently across the path, stepped onto the avenue, and walked in the direction of Qixia City. (To be continued.) )