Wei Fu Fence, who was still high-spirited and ambitious just now, suddenly wilted.

I thought that the Longhu camp, which had been silent for a hundred years, just took the opportunity to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, continue to punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, do the right thing for the heavens, and defend the Han Dynasty, but unexpectedly, the little emperor suddenly mentioned the dragon sword, how could Wei Fuli not be depressed.

Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty set the rules when he founded the Longhu Camp, and the dead soldiers could be hereditary, and the descendants of all generations thought that they were the dead soldiers of the Longhu Camp. But the battalion leader can't, and each battalion leader takes over the dragon sword from the old battalion leader, and can only become the battalion leader after making a poisonous oath.

Of course, the Longhu camp is a dead soldier after all, and spends all day licking blood on the tip of the knife, and the offended are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and they will be retaliated against at any time, and it is difficult for the battalion leader to escape the fate of sudden death or even no bones. Therefore, the later emperor also established a new rule, as long as he has the sword of the dragon and can say the name of the previous battalion leader, this person is the new dragon battalion leader.

Because the identity of the battalion leader is extremely secretive, it may be a dignitary, or it may be a pawn of a peddler, except for the cronies of the battalion leader, each rudder and helmsman may not know the true identity of the battalion leader.

Hate only hate, Wei Fu Fence lost the Dragon Divine Sword twenty years ago, even if he took out his heart to show the emperor, the emperor did not necessarily admit that he was the head of the Dragon Horse Battalion.

There are many ways to serve the court, and you must emphasize that you are the head of the dragon camp, but your father admonishes the dragon sword, isn't it self-defeating?

"Haha, the emperor reminded the old minister that if the dead soldiers of the Longhu camp came forward, Wang Mang's old thief would have nothing to say! He really wants to be more serious, it's very simple, Lingyang Yi Heng led the crowd to disrupt the local security, and the dead soldiers lurking in the people were filled with righteous indignation and destroyed this gang of grass robbers. Ha ha! The reappearance of the dragon camp in the rivers and lakes will at least make Wang Mang's old thief fearful and restrain three points! ”

The words made the little emperor excited, but ......

Where are the dead soldiers in the Dragon Horse Camp?

If you can't find the leader of the battalion, you won't be able to summon those dead soldiers. And those dead soldiers are hereditary dead soldiers. In the past hundred years, the imperial court has not issued them a single copper coin, and not everyone can be hungry and loyal to the imperial court.

It's also sad to say, when you need someone, you have to work hard. When you don't need it, you forget about it. Although the little emperor is young, he understands this truth. He originally summoned Wei Fu Fence and Gui Peng, firstly, with the help of the identity of Wei Fu Fence Guard, once he found the head of the Long Bi Battalion, he immediately allocated a million funds to summon the descendants of the dead to re-form the Long Bi Battalion; Second, Gui Peng holds the power of the army and can provide military assistance to the dead.

There were 8,000 dead people that year, some of them may have no queen, some of them may have many children, and it is conservatively estimated that there are still 8,000. But after all, after a hundred years, everyone wants to survive, some people become peddlers' pawns, and some people may become beggars......

After the little emperor was excited, he returned to the cruel reality, and asked cautiously: "Gui Aiqing, do you have news of the head of the Dragon Horse Battalion?" ”

Gui Peng laughed and said: "Your Majesty, the old man has heard of the Longhu camp, but that was a hundred years ago, and those dead soldiers are estimated to have died long ago!" ”

"Huh? How to speak! Wei Fu was unhappy: "The emperor is in need of the dragon camp, but you are cursing the dragon camp here, what is the mind of Da Situ?" ”

Gui Peng still said heartlessly: "Isn't it the dead soldier of the Dragon Horse Battalion?" Could it be that Lord Captain Wei knows who the leader of the battalion is? ”

Without waiting for Wei Fuli to speak, Gui Peng continued: "Since everyone doesn't know, will it be easy to do soon?" I sent 5,000 elite soldiers, all of whom took off their uniforms and disguised themselves as civilians, and then went to Lingyang as a dead soldier of the Dragon Battalion to destroy Yi Heng's gang of grass robbers, wouldn't I have it? ”

After saying a few words, the little emperor and Wei Fuli were stunned.

Wei Fu Li was even very surprised, in the past ten years, Gui Peng had not followed the forgotten Taifu to learn the art of war, and a martial artist suddenly had such a strategy that he did not have......

The little emperor immediately applauded: "Okay, good!" That's a great idea! In this way, Da Situ asked the deputy general to lead 30,000 troops to the Western Regions to quell the rebellion, and then a general led 5,000 elite soldiers......"

The little emperor suddenly paused, hesitated for a moment and said, "Hmm...... Since it is the dead soldiers of the Longhu battalion who are lurking in the people, they naturally can't let the generals in the army lead the troops...... The choice of this commander must be carefully considered......"

Gui Peng suddenly looked at Wei Fu Liang and said: "Lord Wei Wei, your righteous son is good at swordsmanship, and he is better than others, let him live in the old man's humble house for three days, and then he can become the commander of this dragon horse battalion of dead soldiers......"

Wei Fu was stunned: Yes! This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, not only can Mo'er be tempered, but it may also be valued by the little emperor......

But......

Wei Fuli shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect my uncompetitive righteous son to become a sweetheart." Just three days ago, he was selected by Da Sima to go to Qianzhou to find flowers for the Empress Dowager to entangle peonies. ”

……

That's right, the Wei Zimo who appeared in Qingzhou City was Wei Zimo.

The mighty arena is located in the eastern suburbs of Qingcheng County, and tens of thousands of people have gathered in the huge arena.

Of course, there were only a few dozen contestants, and more of them were spectators.

But these spectators are the "food and clothing parents" of the gladiatorial arena, and they are all gamblers.

Gambling in the gladiatorial arena is a means for many people in Qingcheng County to make a living, some make a fortune by gambling, while more people are bankrupt for it.

"Oooooooooo......oo

"Mighty Shao Lei, a volley in the air!"

"Oooooooooo......oo

"Nanquan Wu Di, invincible in the world!"

The gladiatorial arena was bustling with activity, with gamblers venting their excitement or frustration with crazy roars.

Those who won before were naturally excited, and those who lost were only depressed.

However, the gambling game has to continue, this time the Red Dragon Gang has increased the bonus, whether it is a fighter or a gambler, the net worth is on the line, and the winner or loser is in this fight.

Both sides of the contest signed life and death certificates, and they all asked for money and did not want to die.

Hua Qianai couldn't help but feel compassion, these people are really cheap, aren't they just 10,000 taels of silver, and they can gamble with their lives? !

She is not short of money, so she doesn't know how expensive it is!

After a few battles, there were weapon duels, and there were also bare-handed fights.

However, the contestants are very moral, although they signed a life and death certificate, the winner did not beat the loser to death. The referee immediately stopped, the winner went backstage to receive the prize, and the loser was carried out by the entourage to recuperate.

Of course, the previous wins are all small money, and the highest prize is only a few tens or hundreds of taels of silver, and the prize of 10,000 taels of silver belongs to the winner who is invincible in the end.

The next game became more and more intense, the various sects in Qianzhou, and even the warriors who came from other places and were unwilling to report to the sect showed their skills, and the ring was wonderful, and people kept falling and cheering.

Good thing there are no dead people!

Wei Zimo is not short of money, but he also cares about 10,000 taels of silver! After Hua Qianai left angrily, he wanted to go to Zhuzhuang to see that Zhu Sangong. Passed all the way and soon entered the semi-finals.

Sun Shihu, who acted as a spectator and stared at Hua Qianai, couldn't help but move, and wanted to go on the field to burn these chivalrous warriors from all walks of life who danced swords and swords, either burned to ashes or frozen into zombies, and received the 10,000 taels of silver alone.

You can't blame Sun Shihu for being blind, that Wei Zimo has never used a sword, he naturally doesn't know that Wei Zimo is a sword ghost who picks off the tesuji of the same door, so he has to focus on the flower Qianai who came riding a BMW.

Soon, Wei Zimo had no door, no faction, no rules and no rules, and he didn't need to "round the game" at all, and he continued to defeat twelve opponents in one breath, unscathed, and he didn't even crook his hat, so he entered the finals at any time.

Many gamblers blamed themselves for being blind before, so they quickly took out all their belongings and raised them Wei Zimo.

Entering the semi-finals, the prize pool in the gladiatorial arena has reached 50,000 taels of silver. The Red Dragon Gang has made a lot of money this time, as long as they make a yin move, all this money will be in the gladiatorial arena.

According to convention, there were a total of five people who entered the finals, and three of them were quickly knocked over by Wei Zimo with three punches and two kicks.

He's on a fifteen-game winning streak.

When the fourth winner came on the field, there was a sudden accident.

Wei Zimo looked at the big man in front of him, although he was about the same height as him, he was fatter than him.

Maybe he was timid, and his interest was really tired, Wei Zimo suddenly made a strange request: "Come to a manager, cash out my bonus for fifteen consecutive wins!" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

"What's the matter, I've survived until this time, and I actually want to give up!"

"Mom, I've already bet a hundred taels of silver on this kid, if he gives up, my life will be over......"

In an instant, there were people in the audience crying for their fathers and mothers, and even shouting and shouting for killing, and the gladiatorial arena suddenly became a mess.

Wei Zimo was too popular, and gamblers were crazy about raising on him, wanting to use his majesty to win back all the silver he had lost in the gladiatorial arena for more than ten years.

Listening to this tone now, Wei Zimo is going to admit it? In that case, the next end for thousands of gamblers is to either hang themselves or jump off the building.

In fact, Wei Zimo's request is not too much, according to the rules of the gladiatorial arena, whether it is a preliminary round or a rematch, there will be a bonus for every win.

He has won fifteen games in a row, and the cumulative prize should be five hundred taels of silver.

Although there is still a big gap with 10,000 taels of silver, this money is enough for him to squander for a while, ordinary people's families, a lifetime is also a well-off life, and it is not necessarily a bad thing to receive it when it is good! After all, he was facing a tall and fierce reckless man, and it looked like Wei Zimo was either dead or injured to the naked eye.

As soon as Wei Zimo shouted like this, the reckless man looked like a sure winner, and actually sneered with his hands.

The gamblers in the audience thought that this was a game set up in the gladiatorial arena, first let Wei Zimo pass the test, and after everyone bet, at the critical moment, they admitted defeat before they had even fought.

In this way, I don't know how many people are going to go bankrupt again!

"Shoot him, kill him!"

The audience was boiling, and they couldn't figure out whether the person they were going to kill was Wei Zimo or that reckless man.