"Come on, come again"

Soon Redstone saw a clearing not far away that seemed to have been cleared out for the "battle" between the two sides, and when he came to the vicinity, he could clearly see that this piece of land had been trampled very hard, and the surrounding rocks had been cleared from afar.

Hong Shi visually measured that the specially cleared martial arts arena was about a circle with a radius of twenty meters, and the barbarians of the barbarian tribe and the soldiers of the Yong'an Dynasty all gathered around this field to cheer.

Depending on the situation, it should generally be a contest of force between the two, and the general rule is that two people use force to fight one side until they can't stand up, and immediately the next person will go up and fight with the "winner", so the two sides keep fighting like this until one side loses all the time.

'It's a kind of wheel war, but it's easy to get caught up in the heat of the game.

However, thinking that people in this era are so difficult to even survive, usually they are idle when they are full, and they are idle to death according to their usual words, so these "very territorial" warriors immediately formed a group to fight each other with these barbarian 'invaders', which is also a very interesting game.

At this time, a burly and tall strong man on the wide competition field was raising his thick arms, showing his strong muscles, and facing the barbarians wearing grassland clothes with a provocative expression.

Although the barbarian side was disdainful, angry, and helpless, no one went up to challenge the strong man on the field.

Obviously, none of the barbarian group could beat the soldier of the Yong'an Dynasty, but they looked unconvinced.

Hong Shi smiled from the bottom of his heart when he saw this scene, no matter at any time in the face of foreign enemies, the dynasties of our country are the same as the enemy, one glory and one humiliation.

Especially seeing the appearance of those barbarians who are not convinced but can't do their opponents, it is really a feeling of satisfaction.

"Brother Chen Wei, who is that" Hong Shi habitually called, Chen Wei couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, but the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared when he heard Hong Shi call himself Brother Chen Wei.

We don't seem to know each other that well! Could it be that Cao Ange really wants to recognize me as a big brother?

This is terrible, if this matter is known to my colleagues when I go back, I must not be laughed at by them, so Chen Wei still responded in a lukewarm tone.

"That's our cavalry in northern Xinjiang, in our northern Xinjiang because of the different positions of the cavalry standards are also different, and in this area of the border between Yuanzhou and the barbarian border, all the cavalry are soldiers who have been harshly trained, far better than the cavalry in other regions, the soldier in front of me now I don't know what his name is, wait until the evening to ask the centurion"

"Hmm" Hong Shi nodded, at this time the two dismounted, and seeing the two coming, more than a dozen soldiers hurriedly came over, hugged their fists and said:

"Senho-sama, you're here"

"Well, how's it going?"

Chen Wei looked old and dignified, handed the horse rope to a soldier, and said in a steady tone.

Hong Shi saw that Chen Wei's posture was so awesome, he hurriedly coughed twice, and let out a low voice in his throat, learning from Chen Wei's old and steady appearance, and scanning everyone as if he was inspecting by a chief, quite a sense of majesty and arrogance.

But after a while, Hong Shi found that no one stepped forward to take away the horse rope in his hand, and then saw that Chen Wei was almost surrounded by everyone, which made me lose face.

"Lord Hui Qianhu, in today's competition, Wei Fei is overwhelming the barbarian people, shining brightly, before Yeheltu came, he always stood in the martial arts and did not fall down once" A soldier with a bare arm and a glance that looked like the simple face of a Yongan Chao replied respectfully to Chen Wei.

Hong Shi looked at Chen Wei, and then at his right hand, which was still holding the horse rope, and for a while the status of the two was high.

The Senhu Lord I just called is not me at all!

This group of soldiers shouldn't be using me as Chen Wei to run errands!

This, this, this......

Hong Shi was embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say to express his sense of existence.

Perhaps suddenly remembering Cao Ange's existence, Chen Wei glanced back at Cao Ange, and then noticed that no one around paid attention to Cao Ange, and hurriedly came to Cao Ange's side and said to everyone:

"Soldiers, Cao Ange of the Cao family, a family of military generals, is the temporary commander who was ordered to hand over the affairs with the barbarians, and I will assist the commander during this time."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen soldiers hurriedly bowed down and respectfully hugged their fists:

"Lord Commander"

"Lord Commander"

“……”

Immediately afterwards, one person hurriedly took away the horse rope in Hong Shi's hand, although everyone's faces did not change much, Hong Shi still nodded happily and smiled at Chen Wei.

Chen Wei's words gave a lot of face in front of these soldiers, and I have to say that being complimented by others has a different feeling.

Although Hong Shi didn't know which of the two positions of temporary commander and Qianhu was higher, the word temporary obviously had a lot of deep meaning!

And looking at the restrained and respectful faces of these soldiers towards Chen Wei, they can roughly guess that Chen Wei's official position is not low.

Chen Wei didn't care about Hong Shi's opinion, and walked forward with Cao Ange, ready to take a look at the heroic posture of our army Wei Fei on the test field, a soldier was talking about today's situation next to him, Hong Shi didn't hear what he was saying clearly, and paid attention to all around.

Living in the modern technological style of the big city and the growing rural style is the first time to see the bleak wasteland environment, the ancient poems describe the environment There are indeed a lot of verses, but it is better to hear than to see after all, after all, who is not curious for the first time.

Chen Wei on the side patiently listened to the soldier's account of today's situation.

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of neighing of horses.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and found that a burly man was sitting on a war horse not far away, looking at this place.

He was dressed in the unique clothes of a nomad, with a few locks of long hair tied on both sides of his ears and temples, and the hair on his hair was quite dense and coarse, and at first glance the man looked like a lion, and his eyes were full of fierce light and majesty as if he were staring at his prey, which made people shudder to see.

Sensing that the barbarian in the distance had arrived, Wei Fei, the soldier on the competition ground, no longer provoked, and the soldiers of the Yong'an Dynasty, who were originally arrogantly cheering, also stopped cheering after seeing that person.

On the contrary, the Manchu people, who were originally so angry, shouted after seeing the man, chirping and chirping, and all the artifacts made a bunch of chaotic bird language, and Hong Shi was not at all incomprehensible.

The next moment, the barbarian in the distance got off his horse under the gaze of everyone, stroked the horse's hair, and led the horse towards here.

Seeing this, the barbarians hurriedly went up to greet them.

As the man slowly approached, a strange pressure slowly pressed on Hong Shide's heart, and the inexplicable momentum turned out to be just as the person slowly advanced step by step, so that no one dared to speak.

It was only then that Hong Shi took a serious look at the barbarian.

The burly and tall figure, full of explosive power muscles, and the majestic face of vicissitudes of life, like the eyes of a beast.

Just the first meeting gave people a sense of extremely frightened oppression, and it was hard to imagine what he had experienced to produce such a powerful momentum.