"Qiang~, Qiang~" The sound of Jin Ming was endless.

In the small courtyard, Bian was holding a long sword, and his eyes were full of vigilance. And opposite her, Zhang Xiuniang stood without holding a fight, but she was leaning behind her, because of her body, Changge only showed about one meter against the enemy.

Bian's body is light and her sword is sharp, but there is a gap of more than two meters between her and Zhang Xiuniang, but she sees that Changge is long and short, or stabbed, or swept, or pressed, or picked.

Bian tried her best to concentrate, but Zhang Xiuniang advanced and retreated, but she never got close to Zhang Xiuniang within two meters.

The two of them fight, or Bian's can only blindly fight, Zhang Xiuniang's practice of the flag technique is the art of battlefield killing, and the emphasis is on opening and closing, and the heroic moment.

This method of hiding soldiers is only a side door combat skill in the flag technique, in the face of Bian's light and swift swordsmanship, after distancing himself from the other party, it is often connected to the momentum of sweeping and breaking the formation.

Although Bian's swordsmanship surprised Liu Cang, her physique was only 43/105, and Liu Cang had not put much thought into Cai Yan and Zhang Xiuniang for so many years.

Although she doesn't continue to work like Liu Cang, she already trusts Liu Cang, and the strong training that breaks through her physique from time to time has been accumulated, and now Zhang Xiuniang's physique of 83/179 is not even weak in the elite soldiers in the army.

It was precisely because of the precedent of Zhang Xiuniang and Cai Yan that Liu Cang dared to move the thoughts of female soldiers.

The absolute crushing of the physique made Bian's attack like child's play for Zhang Xiuniang, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiuniang's intention to give in, the collision of weapons alone was enough to make Bian's long sword go.

Seeing Liu Cang and a group of female soldiers watching with great interest, Bian's heart was anxious when he couldn't attack for a long time.

She has traveled all over the world since she was a child, originally just to prove that she is not a weak geisha, but now Liu Cang, a seemingly gentle lady, can easily dissolve her sudden offensive, and the eyes around her make her feel like a man.

"How?" Outside the battle circle, with great interest, Liu Cang asked the female soldier beside him.

"The skill of every inch of danger is not of great use." The female soldiers on the side were quite disdainful.

"Heh, you know this?" Liu Cang smiled and couldn't help but look at the female soldiers.

This woman's name is star fruit, her real name is a little indecent, after being selected by Liu Cang, because of her excellent hip shape, Liu Cang helped her choose a good name with some bad intentions.

"I've heard Miss Cai say that." The star fruit smiled shyly, and the coldness on her face dissipated, indicating that she actually couldn't see the reason.

Assassination swordsmanship, after watching it for a while, Liu Cang gradually discovered that this Biao Hu title was actually just that.

The word assassination sounds like a sinister word, but in this era of unfading warfare, it is somewhat unacceptable.

With the risk of short soldiers, he strives to attack the enemy's vital points, focusing on speed and accuracy, but there is nothing outstanding compared to the serious killing technique.

The enemy tends to be single-handed, and the killing tends to sneak attack, not to mention putting it on the battlefield, even if you encounter a heavy armored soldier, you have to cut it for half a day.

It's no wonder that it is now defined as the art of the Left Dao Dead Warrior, and I am afraid that only after the combat skills wither, can it be displayed in front of the unarmored people.

Liu Cang's ridicule seemed to be heard by Bian's side, only to see Bian's silver teeth biting secretly, the original fluttering and gentle body shape gradually changed, the upper body made an abnormal tilt, holding a long sword, showing off his feet and running, around Zhang Xiuniang, posing as a fox.

"Okay, Bian Ji, step back first, Xiu Niang will do her best to practice."

Before Liu Cang's words fell, when Bian's seemed to be unwilling, Zhang Xiuniang's light drink had already reached her ears.

"Stand back!"

As soon as he drank lightly, the strong wind struck, and the sound of the sharp weapon tearing the wind made Bian Shi take care of it anymore, and he staggered back, only to see the forehead of Zhan Ge roaring by, Zhang Xiuniang held her hands to Go, and the sound of the sound was wringed within three meters of her body.

Ge Ying, sharp roar, Zhang Xiuniang stepped heavily, her feet were firm and calm, but her upper arms were already dancing like wheels.

The thorn hook turned, swept and rushed, Bian Shi was shocked to see the beautiful woman who was originally good at defense showing the skill of chaotic battle and killing, the water was difficult to enter within five meters, and it was really difficult to get close to the powerless and fierce.

Bian's long sword hung down at his side, looking at the shadow of the dance, he was really a little powerless in his heart, he thought he could fight with Zhang Xiuniang before, but now it seems that if he is twisted here

The range of Zhan Ge's attack, without the power of hard regrets, I am afraid that it will end up with death and no life.

"Cha~~" The metal rubbed against the ground gravel and raised the dust, only to see Ge Wu stop, seeing that the crackling was forcibly dragged back to Changge by Zhang Xiuniang, the battle Ge was thin, and the tail end was like a cone gun.

As if restoring the original posture of hiding soldiers again, the end of the handle touched the ground, scraping a long mark on the ground.

"See? You're a loser." Facing Zhang Xiuniang's closing style, Liu Cang glared at Yang Rong again, obviously, Zhang Xiuniang's forced closing just didn't want to smash the ground in her own yard.

Regardless of Yang Rong's back face and tongue, Liu Cang stepped forward to take Zhang Xiuniang's hand and stroked Zhang Xiuniang's sideburns, and then looked at Bian, who looked a little depressed.

"How? Mrs. and a childhood sweetheart, she doesn't like to fight, and this martial art is also dragged to practice."

"Mo Jue's female soldiers are a joke, and the female soldiers of the Flying Bear will all practice killing in the future, and they all have this potential, do you have the confidence to lead this battalion?" Liu Cang asked Bian.

"Are they all like Madame?" Bian's face was unwilling, looked at the female soldiers around him, and asked Liu Cang.

"They have only been practicing martial arts for a short time, and if they are in a fight to the death, they should not be your opponents." Liu Cang shook his head.

Although the physique of these ten women is gratifying, but now at most, even if they have the strength to do it, their martial arts are the same as Liu Cang when they were young, and they are still at the level of single-move slashing for the time being.

"Bian Ji is willing to give it a try! I will live up to my son's trust!" Bian replied solemnly, with no joy in his heart, but there was a mentality that as long as it wasn't Zhang Xiuniang, he would fight with them.

"She will be the leader of the Flying Bear Battalion from now on, and you will listen to her orders, and if she fails, she will be borne by a certain force." Liu Cang nodded, and then said to Yang Rong's daughters.

"Whoa!" The women received the order, and Bian pursed his lips and was silent.

"The Flying Bear Battalion selects 100 people who can fight good riders, equipped with light crossbow war horses, check the combat readiness, and go out with a certain tomorrow." Tentatively about the Bian family, Liu Cang said again to Yang Rong's daughters. The women said yes, and then they took the order and left.

"Xiuniang, take Bian Ji down to choose a war horse weapon, and wear the armor first. Two hundred cavalry will rise tomorrow, and people will be ordered to prepare to pull the cart and carry the baggage. Stay behind to take care of the deer park." When everyone dispersed, Liu Cang looked at Bian's family and said to Zhang Xiuniang.

"General, the slave still has a small amount of family resources, and he is willing to sacrifice it to the general's army." Zhang Xiuniang was about to go down to make arrangements, and Bian spoke up.

"It's called Childe, it's still early for the general. Earlier, His Majesty asked for a certain number of 500 ploughing horses, and this time the Yellow Turban War may be in charge of an army, and it will not be too late to call it again." Liu Cang said as if complaining, Bian frowned at first, and then there was joy in his eyes.

Observing Bian's expression, seeing that Bian's was dissatisfied when he mentioned that he was pitted by Liu Hong, Liu Cang nodded secretly.

Remembering that he was in a hurry to bring Bian back today, Liu Cang said again: "Your family assets are enough, do you still have things to arrange at home? If you want to go back quickly, don't delay tomorrow's trip."

"Yes, the trivia slave will arrange it himself." Bian whispered.

Seeing that he was firm in joining the army but still called himself a slave, Liu Cang didn't care too much, but Zhang Xiuniang on the side gave Bian a meaningful look.