"Boom...... Boom ......"

The incoherent sound of the grass could be heard far away in the quiet of the night, and a one-armed veteran crouched in front of the guillotine, and was scribbling the horsegrass by the faint light of the oil lamp.

Because he was one-armed, he had a hard time drafting the knife, and after each sword, he had to release the handle of the knife and push the horse grass back in before he could make another cut. His task is not heavy, he only needs to take care of the mount of the "captain".

With a tilt of his head, the veteran spit out the inferior cigarette butt in his mouth, and couldn't help but think in his heart: If the seventeen-year-old "captain" saw it, he was afraid that he would have to nag him for not paying attention to fire prevention, and sooner or later he would set the whole stable on fire.

"Hahaha......"

Thinking of this, the veteran couldn't help but laugh. I thought in my heart: If you want to say that that kid is really good, if he is Lao Tzu's son, Lao Tzu will be at ease if he is eaten by the Demon Ear people tomorrow. No, if he is the son of Lao Tzu, then tomorrow even Lao Tzu's son will be eaten together?

"Uncle, what are you laughing at? Ye Qianqian, who was wearing a green combat uniform and a hard pottery bulletproof vest inside, walked out of the darkness and reached out to stroke his beloved black horse. This is a good breed of steppe horse, and I am afraid that there will be no more cavalry in the next batch of new federal troops, because the horses are almost eaten by the Morr.

"I think of women. The veteran said indecisively. "Boy, you're only seventeen years old, and you haven't touched a woman yet! ”

Ye Xiangqian hugged the neck of the war horse "Black Wind", put his face on it and rubbed it gently, without answering the veteran's words. He just whispered: "Uncle, you said that I made some huge poisonous poison and gave it to the brothers and war horses, and the Mo'er people ate our corpses, will they also be poisoned?"

"You...... You...... What do you say?" the one-armed veteran couldn't believe his ears, his hand holding the guillotine trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he stared at the pretty face that was sticking to his horse's neck.

"Hehe!" Ye smiled shyly in front of him. "It's nothing, it's just thinking about it yourself. Besides, it's been surrounded by the Demon Ear for seven days, and if you want to get poison, there's nowhere to get it, right?"

Watching the childish "captain" walk into the darkness, a layer of sweat broke out of the veteran's neck. Xin said: "This kid is too evil, isn't it! It's not Lao Tzu's son, or Lao Tzu won't be scared to death?"

Ye Xiangqian stood in front of the military tent, squinted a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, looked at the night sky full of dark clouds and sighed. It was raining for days, and the heavy crossbows in the army were almost out of use. If it rains again, tomorrow's decisive battle, nearly a thousand soldiers will have to fight empty-handed.

Hu Kui, who had a dark face, strode over, raised his hand to his eyebrows and saluted. "Captain, the battalion has gathered together everything that can be eaten, and can only guarantee a breakfast tomorrow, and there will be nothing to eat after that. ”

Ye Xiangqian sat on the grass, took out the cigarette case, threw one to Hu Kui, and took another one in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Brother Hu, what kind of salute with me." You know, I'm just a captain of 100 people, that is, I am just temporarily leading everyone to fight hard, captain or something, don't mention it again. ”

Hu Kui took the cigarette and didn't light it, his originally dark face turned purple because of the redness, and he said solemnly with a straight face: "Captain, if it weren't for you, the entire Ying Long Army would have been finished seven days ago." Since I have recognized you as a captain, the big guy will hand over his life to you, and if you say let's die, we will die. ”

Ye Xiangqian lit a cigarette with a "snap", but he didn't want an incongruous voice to come, it was a fat man with an oily face. "Hehe, I said forward, tomorrow at noon, everyone will have no food to eat, what do you say about this? If you want me to say, those who eat should be left in half, and you can't let you, and the brothers of the guard battalion, starve together with those recruits. You don't think so?"

When Ye Xiangqian heard this, his face suddenly turned cold, and his palm slammed on the grass, and the entire palm was more than three inches into the ground, leaving a deep palm print on the grass. "After breakfast, the brothers are going to fight hard, and everyone is dead, what lunch do you want? If you dare to withhold the rations of the troops again, I will cut you down before going to war. ”

When the oily-faced fat man who was abandoned by Zhang Wensheng heard this, his face was flushed with anger, and he snorted and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, after only taking a dozen steps, Ye Xiangqian's voice came again. "If the brethren do not have enough to eat tomorrow morning, I will cut you up in public, and let the brethren eat your flesh before going to war. ”

When the fat man heard this, he couldn't help but think of the human head tower under the military flag, his face instantly turned from red to white, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he could barely continue to walk tremblingly. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiangqian's voice followed him like a shadow, and once again drilled into his ears. "Prepare a short knife for yourself, and when the Moorites rush into the barracks, they will cut it off themselves, so that they will not be bitten to death. ”

"Plop!" The oily-faced fat man could no longer support his trembling legs, and fell on the grass, Ye Xiangqian and Hu Kui looked at each other and smiled.

Ye Xiangqian whispered: "Brother Hu, this fat man is greedy, you arrange for two people to keep an eye on him to ensure that the brothers can have a full meal tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes, Captain. Hu Kui took a military salute seriously, took the order and left, and finally did not light the cigarette in front of the "captain".

"Alas!" Ye Xiangqian sighed, lay on his back on the soft grass, and squinted at the dark clouds in the sky again......

The Yinglong Army is a local army, and it is a new army that has just been formed.

Ye Xiangqian was originally a soldier of the Praetorian Guard, he relied on a set of wind and thunder knife techniques, fought invincible opponents in the army, and was promoted to a hundred people by virtue of his real military merits, and he was like a bright pearl in the Praetorian Guard.

Originally, he thought that he would soon be promoted to the head of a thousand people by virtue of his military exploits, or die on the battlefield and be eaten by the Mo'er people. But he never expected that because of his outstanding military achievements, he became an obstacle to the promotion of several children of officials in the army, and as a result, he was kicked into this new army.

Less than a month after the formation of the new army, the military order was issued, ordering the Ying Long Army to cooperate with the Xiaoyong Army and the Wuwei Army to go deep into the Terqin grassland to meet a defeated army of Meister in the Shazhou Administrative Region.

It was getting late, and because it was a new army, if it was a night battle, I was afraid that it would be scattered by the Moorians in one round. Therefore, the three armies just set up camp and prepared to fight the next day. Early the next morning, the officers and men of Ying Longjun were stunned to find that the officers in the army had escaped completely overnight with all the communication equipment. There were only two hundred commanders left in the whole army, and the army was in an uproar.

When the officers and soldiers of Ying Longjun found that the officers had fled en masse, the barracks immediately fell into chaos, and the situation was rotten, but Tie Yan shouted for his life at this time. Seeing that the Demon Ear cavalry had already raised smoke and dust in the sky, Ye Xiangqian wanted to reorganize the army formation, so he had to borrow Tieyan's head to use it first.

The name of the Mo'er people who are good at fighting is indeed true, and with just one charge, the brave army and the armed guards who have been arrayed to defend against the enemy were torn into several pieces, and the rest was slaughtered one-sidedly.

Ye Xiangqian led his team of 100 people, and with the cooperation of dozens of resolute chiefs and captains, they cut off twenty-seven heads in a row, and finally stopped the rout of Ying Long's army. At this time, they were stunned to find that the two armies of Xiaoyong and Wuwei had been slaughtered.

In the face of the Demon Ear people who screamed and pounced, Ye Qianqian took the lead, led the Ying Long Army to rely on the solid alloy camp wall and camp gate, and killed the impact of the Demon Ear people three times, and finally saved the lives of a group of Ying Long soldiers.

The Mo'er people retreated to the camp, and the soldiers of the Ying Long Army all cheered, and the soldiers admired Ye Xiangqian's strategy and martial bravery, and elected him to be the temporary captain. Ye Xiangqian also lived up to expectations, led the Ying Long army to stabilize the camp, and broke the offensive of the Mo'er people several times in a row, and held on to wait for reinforcements, but this defense was seven days. Before the reinforcements arrived, the military rations in the camp were cut off......

Yue'er, who was wrapped in layers of dark clouds, seemed to be pitiful to the embarrassment of the Dragon Army, carrying the wind in the long sky and the thunder and lightning in the clouds, and killed the layers of siege of the dark clouds, and killed the black clouds all over the sky.

The bright moonlight was once again projected on the Terqin grassland. It's a pity that the originally emerald pasture is now like the bald leprosy, and the sand is exposed in many places. Beneath the deep soil is sand, and the Demon Ear people are born on the grassland and eat a desert.

Ye Qianqian stretched out his hand to caress the moonlight, and slowly paced under the military flag, where was a tower of twenty-seven heads, coiled into a human head. Iron Rock firmly occupied the position of the spire, and his mouth full of teeth protruded viciously, as if to speak of his anger and unwillingness.

returned a military salute to the night guard sentry, looking at the camouflage military tents under the moonlight, Ye Xiangqian's heart was cold. Tomorrow's battle can be said to be ten deaths, and everything in this military camp will be devoured by the Moor, including his seventeen-year-old body.

"Perhaps, I will be able to meet my father in another world tomorrow!" Ye Xiangqian thought secretly.

In his heart, his father is his spiritual pillar and the source of his strength to live in this world. In order for his heavenly father to see his glory, he never flinched in the face of the terrible mouth of the Moor-ear man with fangs full of fangs. He did not allow himself to be cowardly, for that would tarnish his father's honor.

With a burst of anger in his heart for no reason, Ye Xiangqian closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and stood quietly in place with his feet parallel to his shoulders.

It took more than ten minutes for him to adjust his body's breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow to the best state through his mind. Subsequently, the body seems to be in accordance with some established law, elbowing, punching, turning wrists, twisting the waist, sinking, and probing feet, which is actually a set of extremely mysterious boxing techniques.

The movements are complicated and weird, but they certainly can't be used against the enemy, because the movements are not only slow, but also somewhat scattered. One move and one style, it is very round and flawless, but it looks a little stiff.

If you look closely, you can see that Ye Qianqian's movements are not driven by muscles and ligaments. Every movement of this punch is actually pulled by consciousness. Pulling the action with consciousness, driving the muscles and ligaments with the action, and doing the opposite, everything is so surprising and incredible.

Ye Xiangqian's movements were fast and slow, but he couldn't help but recall the words of the sloppy old man in his mind. "If you go out into the wider world, you'll know how great this Innate Fist is. ”

In the past, Ye Xiangqian always thought that the wider world outside referred to outside Yan City, and at most outside the administrative region of Dongzhou. But now, he has followed the Federation Army to fight for nearly two years, and has been to countless places, except that his strength is greater than others, but he still hasn't found anything extraordinary about the Innate Fist.

"Could it be that the wider world that the old man is talking about is outside the Federation?" Ye Xiangqian thought involuntarily.

Immediately, he put this unrealistic idea behind him. The entire Falling Star is the territory of the Federation, how can it be outside the Federation?

"Could it be in another world?" Thinking of this, Ye Xiangqian couldn't control his thoughts. The Morrions come from an unknown land, and maybe there is another world......