"You!"

At that moment, Hongyun Noble Hou's face turned cold, he looked at Champion Fan tightly, and wanted to say something, but under Champion Fan's sharp and cold gaze, Hongyun Hou Peng Guanqun finally took a step back obediently and said: "I believe you, before we go back to the army, you can kill Xiao Ming!" But if Xiao Ming is still alive after three months, then I, the general, will clear the army!"

Hongyun waited for Peng Guanqun's voice, but there was a desperate one.

Champion Fan smiled disappreciatively and said, "Xiao Ming will definitely die in three months, but he will definitely die at my hands, even if you are not ambushed!"

Champion Fan smiled coldly, his figure flashed, and then disappeared.

Peng Guanqun stood there, looking at the horse team in the distance ahead, his face was gloomy and gloomy, and he said deadly: "Soon it will be the first seven of Jian'er and Jun'er, when their souls come back, what will I use to let them rest in peace? Do you really have to wait for three months, and then let Champion Fan go and kill Xiao Ming? But I can't wait! How can I wait for such a long time!"

As he spoke, a line of tears flowed out of Peng Guanqun's eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly.

"Jian'er, Jun'er, it will soon be your first seventh, no matter what, my father will cut off Xiao Ming's head, and then bring it back to worship the soul of your spirit in the sky!" Peng Guanqun said deadly.

There was a dead silence all around.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a high voice sounded behind him: "Tell the general, the thirteen eagles of the saber have arrived, just listen to your orders, we will immediately go and take Xiao Ming's head back and sacrifice the soul of the young master!"

Behind Peng Guanqun, thirteen people stood there coldly.

These thirteen people, wearing a blue-gray cloth, some of them had broken hands, some were blind, some of them lost their legs, etc., none of these thirteen people were without defects, and they were all devastated by the war. The wind blew, and a suppressed aura surged towards the surroundings, and the air around the entire city road was instantly condensed.

"Hmm. ”

Peng Guanqun turned his head and looked at the group of thirteen people.

These thirteen people, following Peng Guanqun, were born and died, fought on the battlefield, experienced ups and downs, experienced the scorching of war, experienced the bombardment of knives and guns, experienced embattlement, and experienced thousands of miles of riding alone. For 20 years, this group has been a terrorist force led by Peng Guanqun. Although Peng Guanqun is a general, with countless soldiers around him and a cloud of masters, the only thing that can become his henchman is this small team of thirteen people.

Saber Thirteen Eagles.

"I want you to cut off Xiao Ming's head and bring it back to me!" Peng Guanqun said coldly.

"Yes!"

Saber Thirteen Eagle nodded.

............

The horse team rode towards the east, and about 200 nobles and commoners rode on their horses, each in a group, walking together in twos and threes, and under the protection of the military personnel on both sides, they drove towards the East China Sea. The imperial capital of China is located on the eastern edge of the monster forest, five hundred kilometers ahead is the East China Sea, from the imperial capital to the East China Sea, it only takes about ten days to travel.

The horses traveled overnight, and the first night was only an hour's rest.

It was Mo Wei, the chief of the guards of the Eastern Forbidden City, who gave such an order, as a guard officer of the Eastern Forbidden City, with a high official position, he was not used to the arrogance of these nobles and commoners, but now, the situation is different, this time the East China Sea experience, the imperial court sent these young candidates to endure hardships and tempering, and as a janissary officer, Mo Wei can use this opportunity to teach these young candidates who are usually high in the sky a lesson.

So on the first day, he gave the military order to advance at full speed, not to be stranded, not to be slow, and not to fall behind.

There were more than 1,000 people in the horse team, except for the two hundred nobles and commoners, the others were forbidden troops, and these forbidden troops were selected and cultivated hard, and they could go to the battlefield for ten days to cut knives, or they could run for half a month without food or hunger. But for these nobles and commoners, it was a tribulation-like suffering, and before the second day, dozens of people fell on the road, and on the third day, about fifty people fell, and on the fifth, sixth, and seventh days, half of the nobles and commoners fell.

"I can't walk anymore, I'm so tired......"

"I'm really tired!"

"Oh my God, this is going to kill us!"

One by one, the sons who were brightly dressed, graceful, and had a fair face fell to the ground, panting heavily, many of these young candidates were literary cultivators, and they were not interested in martial arts cultivation, of course, some low-level martial artists couldn't bear it and sat on the ground.

"Arise, Arise ......"

At this moment, a group of middle-aged men rode up on horses, and before he arrived, a sharp whip in his hand slashed out.

Smack!

There was a tearing sound.

The whip shattered through the air and slammed towards the group of boys.

Smack!

A crisp meat slap sounded, and the whip swept past everyone, as fast as thunder and lightning, and at that moment, a cry of pain sounded, and these noble and commoner young candidates all stood up in an instant, their bodies were full of anger, and the anger inspired their strength, and they stood there, their eyes fixed on the middle-aged man riding a horse.

"Mo Wei, you are such a big dog, who are we? You dare to do it? We are the upper class in the palace, where are we people, not the dragon and phoenix among people? You damn Mo Wei, you dare to beat us? Who gave you dog guts?"

A well-mannered teenager, but with a sharp mouth.

Syllable!

The Praetorian Guard Officer Mo Wei didn't say a word, and the whip in his hand was whipped out fiercely. There was a loud sound, and the whip slammed the well-mannered young man.

"Ah......h

The boy hissed in pain, he covered his arm with his hand, there was a whip mark that was shocking, and streams of blood flowed out, this whip absolutely angered the young man, he swung his fist and pounced fiercely, although he was polite, but he was a five-fold existence of quenching, he pounced.

"Humph!"

Mo Wei smiled coldly, and waved the whip in his hand heavily.

Smack!

The boy was whipped and flew upside down, slamming into the tree behind him.

"This ......"

Everyone was shocked, and then their faces changed greatly, they couldn't imagine that a mere janissary officer would dare to treat the nobles and young candidates like this, if this is said, don't say it is Mo Wei, even Mo Wei's superiors will have to suffer a catastrophe.

"You're dead!"

The dozens of noble and commoner young guards all stood up and stared at this Mowei Guard.

"You all have to kneel down for me!" Mo Wei's cold voice sounded.

But these dozens of people didn't move, their eyes stared at Mo Wei angrily, their eyes were full of schadenfreude, they knew that the one who had just been beaten was the young candidate of the deputy director of the Ministry of Rites.

"Humph!"

Mo Wei waved his hand, and in an instant, more than two hundred forbidden soldiers immediately stepped forward.

"What are you going to do!"

Before everyone could react, the forbidden army had already stretched out their spears and guns, and pressed them heavily on everyone's shoulders, and there was a crackling sound, and in less than a moment, all these people fell to their knees on the ground, and their faces became extremely angry.

"Humph!"

Mo Wei smiled coldly and said, "You rabbit cubs, do you think that because you are noble, you can be high? Here, you are just one of my recruits! The imperial court has a rule that any disciple who participates in the training in the East China Sea must accept the strict standards of military regulations! Before you have reached half the distance, you will fall behind, so you will have to be punished!"

Mo Wei waved his hand, and in an instant, two hundred other forbidden soldiers walked out, and they held sharp whips in their hands and struck at the nobles and commoners.

"Ah......h

In the crowd, Sun Tingting subconsciously closed his eyes, as a talisman refiner and alchemist, Sun Tingting is not so good at physical strength, on the contrary, she is a little weak and delicate with her body. After running for seven days and seven nights, Sun Tingting was already extremely tired, and at this moment, she no longer had the strength to face this heavy bombardment, and her whole body froze there.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, but when Sun Tingting opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming stood there quietly.

"Brother Ming......" Sun Tingting looked at Xiao Ming's majestic body tightly.

"Who the fuck are you? Don't kneel down for your grandfather quickly! Don't think that you are a noble and a commoner, we are very afraid of you! This is the East China Sea experience, from the moment you step out of the imperial city gate, we have the jurisdiction over your life! As long as we don't kill people, the imperial court will not punish us, because the imperial court needs us to tyrannize you like this, so as to reduce the mortality rate on the battlefield in the future, so as to strengthen the imperial court's military strength!" several forbidden soldiers said coldly, they walked up, and the whips in their hands slammed towards Xiao Ming.

Syllable!

Xiao Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the whip, he pulled it suddenly, and the whip spun up rapidly, throwing it out fiercely in all directions.

Bang!

That row of forbidden soldiers was smashed and flew out.

"Xiao Ming, I didn't expect you to still be lonely, so you made a move! Very good, very good, come ......" Mo Wei's voice sounded, and a forbidden soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and handed over a holy decree to Mo Wei. Mo Wei took the holy decree and said with a stern face: "Xiao Ming takes the decree!"

Xiao Ming moved slightly.

At this time, Mo Wei drank coldly: "The Holy Decree is in my hands, and you still don't kneel? Could it be that you want to rebel? You were recommended by the crown prince, but you made a mistake and openly resisted the imperial decree, and the crown prince will definitely be implicated by you!"

Xiao Ming was shocked, this time, the crown prince sent the most mysterious and terrifying female guards to him.

The crown prince values himself so much, how can Xiao Ming implicate the crown prince because of himself?

At that moment, Xiao Ming lowered his head, snapped, and fell to the ground on one foot.

"Humph!"

Seeing Xiao Ming kneeling down on one foot, Mo Wei smiled coldly, he raised the holy decree in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict, during the training in the East China Sea, all the young candidates cannot resist the officers, especially Xiao Ming! This fierce training is a test and urging for the young candidates, everyone must abide by the rules of the army, anyone who violates it, the imperial court will inevitably be severely punished, and if the situation is serious, he will be directly relegated to the frontier and be a slave! Even Xiao Ming, the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival martial arts competition, must be punished!"

"Ah......h

When they heard this decree, everyone was shocked.

(PS: Ask for a commuter pass)