Inside the school grounds, the Overseer Eagle standing proudly on a wooden table has undoubtedly become the target of everyone's attention. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw this demon eagle walking slowly, staring at the names of the people on the roster one by one with those deep eyes that seemed to contain the brilliant galaxy.

Soon, the Overseer's Eagle reacted. There are a total of 26 survivors in the roster of the Chuanyun Army, of which 10 are on standby as the army's rear logistics units, and all of them survived after the war. The other fifteen survivors were grouped by the sentries on both sides of the valley. Originally, there were a total of thirty-nine people in the secret outpost, and in the end, only these fifteen people survived.

On the battlefield, kill an ordinary soldier and award 100 meritorious points. Kill the captain and award 300 meritorious points. Further up in the ranks, even the chief, the centurion, the small capital, the thousand, the main and deputy generals, and even the main and deputy generals, will set up different reward points one by one, just like the goods with a clear price, and you will get the corresponding merit if you kill it.

The Overseer Demon Eagle moved strangely, after confirming the roster, he stepped closer to the heavily armored general, the eagle's mouth opened lightly, his eyes suddenly exuded a strange light blue, and he looked at the heavy armored general for a moment, and the heavy armored general suddenly changed his momentum, from the original posture of sitting in a precarious position to a rickets, and weakly held the small Kai soft brush placed on the wooden table, and gently drew a cross on the name of the first survivor on the roster.

This fork means that the first soldier has no merit at all, no one was killed in this battle, and the total merit point is standing still.

The first fork immediately attracted the whispers of the people watching from the periphery, although they knew that the enemy army of the country of La had dispatched a strong man, but this soldier did not kill a single person, which was too embarrassing, so the scene began to appear a little impatient.

As the heavy-armored general continued to look for the names on the roster in a trance, drawing one ruthless black cross after another, the audience couldn't help laughing, followed by the shouting and scolding of the sky, scolding the wisteria armor female general and the old man in the linen robe for being incomplete.

These scoldings are undoubtedly a mockery of the Piercing Cloud Army, which is full of wine bags and rice bags, and the survivors are a group of waste Yunyun who can't take away their merits.

What's more, he picked up the stones on the ground and threw them straight into the house, showing extreme disdain.

Hong Lao is okay, he can endure what ordinary people can't bear.

But who will be the Tengjia girl? The huge land of Beisan is guarded by her father himself, even if it is a battlefield and a fief, who in the Sang army dares to treat the daughter of the vassal king like this? At least Ren Shanhe has rarely had such disrespect since he was born. She was furious, and the pale green rattan armor on her body suddenly wriggled out, turning into countless thin snakes and flying in all directions, and a terrifying aura suddenly enveloped the audience.

Ren Shanhe shouted angrily: "The Chuanyun Army is fighting for the Sang Kingdom, if anyone is insulting, don't blame me for Ren Shanhe's unsympathetic!"

However, this place is the Xisang battlefield, and none of the generals present have relied on the achievements of killing, even in the face of this tiny snake staring at the sky, one by one is extremely bloody to refute.

"Isn't it ridiculous that an army is completely wiped out and no one receives meritorious service?"

"Shame on the side of the country, what do you say about sacrificing your life for the country?"

"It's ridiculous, woman, if you don't accept it, you can come to fight!"

When there were different opinions, the heavy-armored general with a trance-like expression had already painted a black cross on the names of the twentieth survivors of the Cloud Piercing Army, and it was obvious that no one had been able to take away even a hundred merit points from the survivors of the Cloud Piercing Army.

Ren Shanhe was furious, and he was ready to start fighting with those guys who spoke wildly, but he was stopped by Hong Lao.

"Elder Hong, they scolded me for being Ren Shanhe, I can bear it, but they are scolding the dead soldiers of the Cloud Piercing Army!"

Hong Lao was not haggard, but his affirmation of the Cloud Piercing Army far exceeded his trust in himself, and when he saw that the heavy-armored general had drawn the twenty-first black cross, he was extremely confident, and shouted in his rough voice to the surroundings: "Do you dare to bet on the brave man?"

There was a sudden silence all around, what did this mean?

Hong Lao spoke again: "Just bet on whether the remaining soldiers can take more than a thousand merit points!"

Everyone laughed and scoffed at this, and someone immediately shouted: "What kind of gambling method?"

Hong Lao's eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness in the eyes of death, and he sneered at the people around him and shouted: "Focus on your body!"

"What?"

"What do you mean?"

Hong Lao responded seriously: "More than 1,000 merit points, you cut your hair and admit your mistakes, more than 2,000, you cut off a finger, more than 5,000, you cut off an arm, more than 10,000, you cut yourself!"

"What a crazy old man doesn't die!"

"Stinky old man, what are you betting again?"

When the old man heard the incessant scolding, he was not ashamed or annoyed, and calmly shouted: "If no one has more than 1,000 meritorious deeds, I will mercifully present the head of the Emperor!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Someone shouted disdainfully: "You useless old man, what's the use of asking for your head, how much is your head worth?"

At this time, the heavy-armored general drew the twenty-third black cross, and only three people remained.

The laughter of the crowd never stopped.

The female general Ren Shanhe saw this, and then laughed: "His head is worthless, what about mine? You incompetent bastards will only show off your might after the battlefield, but you don't know that the Cloud Piercing Army is the real brave!"

"You ......"

Everyone present was angry, especially when they saw the unstoppable expression of the female general, they really wanted to step forward and slap her hundreds or thousands of times one by one.

Finally, a sturdy man snorted coldly, jumped out of the crowd and entered the empty school grounds, and said sharply: "This deal is not a loss, count me in, if it does not exceed a thousand merits, you two will immediately cut yourself off, otherwise Lao Tzu will send you back to the west." This is a gambling contract made by yourself, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless after killing it!"

"Don't worry, if it doesn't exceed a thousand merit points, you don't need to do it, I will let the mountains and rivers cut themselves off!"

Hong Lao's cloudy eyes became incredibly clear, and when he saw Ren Shanhe working so hard, he didn't know whether to let this gamble continue.

With the first one, there will be a second, and those who are angry rush into the school field one by one, and it seems to have become a trend for a while, as if he is not a strong man if he does not step into the school field.

More and more people are joining in, but there will also be calm-hearted people who have pulled their friends around them to take three steps back, not wanting to wade into this troubled water.

After all, if you lose and apologize, you will already be embarrassed and thrown home, and it is even more terrible to cut off your fingers and arms, and as for self-destruction, most of them don't think that the remaining few Cloud Piercing Army can have so many merit points to get their hands on.

The atmosphere was suddenly a lot more solemn, and everyone looked at the heavy-armored general with a dull gaze, only to see that he did not hesitate to draw a small horizontal ...... on the name of the last person in the Cloud Piercing Army

One hundred, one horizontal represents one hundred merit points, that is to say, among the twenty-six surviving Cloud Piercing Army, only one person got one hundred merit points!

"Hahaha, smile generously, smile generously, a hundred merit points, ridiculous and ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous that a thousand has never been exceeded!!"

But Hong Lao and Ren Shanhe never gave up hope, but their eyes were fixed on the pen-holding hand of the heavily armored general, and their eyes were almost spewing flames.

Suddenly, the general moved again, on the last name, after drawing a small horizontal, and silently drew another horizontal, and then the tip of the pen did not stop, after drawing the third horizontal, suddenly drew a vertical, the audience suddenly gasped, and the exclamations came one after another.

"Hmph!" Hong Lao smiled slightly, and saw that the last name was Mao Tiezhu. The three horizontal represents 300 meritorious deeds, and one vertical represents 1,000 meritorious points!

When those who entered the school yard saw this, they gritted their teeth one by one, and their hearts were indignant. But helplessly, this bet was agreed to by them, and this time it was a self-inflicted humiliation. The parents who have been affected by the body hair and skin cut their hair is undoubtedly not what they want to do, but fortunately, more than 1,000 merit points only need to cut their hair and apologize, although it is a great shame, but at least they saved their lives.

The generals present are all bloody people, right is right, wrong is wrong, and winning or losing will never be so ridiculous, so they all have firm eyes and draw knives to prepare to cut their hair.

But at this moment, Hong Lao's eyes were grim and cold, and he stopped everyone's behavior and shouted, "Stop for the time being." ”

Someone immediately responded: "Don't worry, losing is losing, cutting your hair is, Lao Tzu doesn't need your pity." ”

But the interesting thing is that Hong Lao did not mean to break the gambling contract at all, but said with a more gloomy laughter: "Who said that I want to pity you, I just remind you, don't be too anxious, because this gambling contract has not ended yet." ”

"What?"

Everyone looked up, only to see that after the heavily armored general finished drawing the roster of the Cloud Piercing Army, he pulled a page of the roster violently, and the skin of the roster fell to the ground, and suddenly revealed more names that had been folded and not seen before, and the title of these names was written in three big words: "Ascension Army." ”