Outside the felt tent, Han Fei and Zhang Liang glanced at each other: [This phase is really powerful! 】

Zhao Zihu immediately opened a hard bow, and shot through the terrifying brute force of the beast's head thirty steps away, and even when he seized the lead, he couldn't stop her as a weak woman?

This body of martial arts, I'm afraid that it is compared among tens of thousands of forbidden army soldiers, and it is also the top-notch handful!

"Rush to the bottom of the road, to get me some breakfast."

In the felt tent, Zhao Zihu's voice came out.

"Yui."

The two chamberlains agreed, and brought breakfast to Zhao Zihu and sent it to the felt tent.

Zhao Zihu opened a big meat bun in one hand, and said to the master and apprentice who peeked outside the tent: "For the old disrespectful big fool, don't listen to the root of the wall, come in and eat some together." ”

Han Fei's old face turned red, brushed his beard, and Shi Shiran entered the account.

Zhang Liang was also stunned, followed by him, and waved his hands and said, "Liang has seen Gongzi." ”

Zhao Zihu shook his head: "Less should be more polite, sit down and eat together, especially junior brother, your body is too weak, eat more with your brother, and practice swords together for a while." ”

Han Fei calmly sat down, picked up a bowl of seasonal vegetable porridge, and ate it directly.

Zhang Liang saw that the teacher was not polite, so he bowed to Zhao Zihu again, and then followed into the table, eager to grab the meat buns and start eating.

Yesterday, he had already learned that Zhao Zihu was not tired of eating, and he was peeping with Han Fei outside, and seeing the sweetness of the moon in the picture, he was hungry for a long time.

Zhao Zihu was satisfied, and while eating buns and drinking porridge, he said to the outside of the tent: "Who is on duty outside?" ”

"Hui Gongzi, I'm here!"

"It's the chief of the tun, send someone to call all the kings, and today you will have a big competition, and arrange the seats of heaven and earth."

"Yui!"

Drink with a sigh.

Later, there were footsteps outside the tent that gradually moved away, probably dividing the hands and summoning Zhao Tuo and Zhu Ruishi to obey.

……

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Zihu finished breakfast, took his sword and went out of the account energetically.

Zhao Tuo and more than 100 sharp soldiers have been assembled, and everyone knows that he is going to arrange a martial arts competition, so he has a complete range of bows, horses, swords, and halberds.

With them, there are also the cold-blooded thirteen eagles such as Diao Chan and Hu Hai, they are also Zhao Zihu's subordinates, how can they be missing in the ranking.

Zhao Zihu didn't talk nonsense, rode his red rabbit horse, led a group of people, and rushed to the colonel's place in the imperial camp.

The army is encamped, and the school field is indispensable!

And it has to be big enough, otherwise the training of the soldiers, as well as the point formation before leaving the camp, will not be able to be used!

When everyone rushed to the school field, they happened to meet the good brother Wang Li, who was also training with his own servants.

Zhao Zihu and the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles stepped forward together, greeted each other with the good big brother, and chatted for a while.

"One hundred orders and eight generals? Thirty-six Tiangang, seventy-two earthly evil, this head is bluffing, and it seems to be better than our cold-blooded thirteen eagles! ”

Wang Li was sweating profusely with his sword, looking at Zhao Tuo and more than 100 sharp soldiers, and he was amazed.

He is also a gentleman, and he envied Zhao Zihu's fame when he heard it loud, so he couldn't help but say: "Can the son make a name for me for the five hundred servants?" ”

Zhao Zihu bared his teeth and opened his mouth to come: "Five hundred teams, then the Five Elements Banner, divided into Ruijin, Agni, Black Water, Giant Wood, and Thick Earth, a hundred teams are one flag, and it is also convenient to command." ”

Wang Li's eyes lit up, and he bowed his head again and again: "Good, the son is really knowledgeable, so it's decided!" ”

"In addition, let them follow the son's subordinates today, and also compete together to rank their seats."

"Which one has superb martial arts, which one will enter the three flags of Ruijin, Agni, and Black Water, and the names of these three flags sound loud."

"Which martial arts are poor, then enter the two flags of giant wood and thick soil, these two flags don't sound loud!"

Zhao Zihu was stunned, waved his hand and said: "In this way, the matter of the competition is simply handed over to the elder brother to arrange, and the younger brother only looks at the result." ”

"Wrapped up in Brother Wei~!"

Wang Li naturally had nothing to say, and immediately patted his chest and agreed.

Should I say it or not, he is a gentleman, but as the eldest grandson of the Wang family, the aristocratic education he has received since he was a child is no less than that of the sons of Yingzheng, and it is definitely not too much to say that it is both civil and military.

In fact, this is also a characteristic of the pre-Qin and even pre-Tang and Song dynasties, where the aristocracy controlled educational resources.

The children of the nobility are still nobles when they grow up, even if they can't be hereditary, they can rely on their own talents to find an official and a half-position, so that the common people can only look up.

If the common people want to achieve a class jump, the only way to do so is to work hard before the battle to cut off the enemy's head, which is a precedent set by Great Qin, which is commendable!

And the aristocratic monopoly of educational resources, really broken, is the Great Song Dynasty, which elevated reading to an incomparable position, with its own golden house in the book, Yan Ruyu in the book, plus half of the Analects to rule the world, reading is better than everything...... But it was somewhat overkill, treating the martial artists like pigs and dogs, and the Great Song Dynasty became a big coward who could kick both feet......

……

Zhao Zihu threw the matter of the martial arts competition to the good brother Wang Li, and he and Zhang Liang began to learn swords with Xiang Liyue.

Xiang Liyue did not take the liberty to teach the two swordsmanship, but first let the two compete with sheathed swords, wanting to see the depth of the foundation of the two.

"Well, who told him to carry a sword?"

Speaking of martial arts, Zhao Zihu found that his good junior brother actually had a sword at his waist, and immediately glared at Han Fei and asked.

This ovary, but the anti-Qin leader, if he doesn't kill him, it's already for Han Fei's sake, how can there be any reason for him to enter and leave the Qin camp with weapons?

Still use a sheathed sword to compete with yourself?

In case this anti-Qin leader has a hot brain and draws his sword and stabs him, the great Qin prince, who will reason with him?

Han Fei blinked his old eyes: "Uh......"

Zhang Liang was also confused: "Uh......"

You keep shouting about your junior brother, but you still regard your junior brother as an anti-Qin leader in your heart, and you can carry it clearly enough!

Zhang Liang shook his head helplessly, and once again had an extra layer of understanding for this seemingly unserious little brother in his heart.

At the same time, he took the initiative to take off the saber and handed it back to Han Fei, and then waved his hand to Zhao Zihu and said, "Although Liang is not a righteous man, he can't do the evil thing of killing his fellow senior brother." ”

Zhao Zihu put away his fierce color, bared his teeth and smiled: "Brother knows, so you can get close to me within ten steps, you can be content." ”

"In the future, stay by the master's side, I will let you see what kind of Great Qin is, so that you can't turn back if you want to!"

Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows, waved his hands noncommittally and said, "Liang, wait and see!" ”

Xiang Liyue frowned while listening, and then she understood what Zhang Liang's identity was, and couldn't help but say to Zhao Zihu: "These people, why don't you kill them quickly, and keep them for what?" ”

And when he spoke, he drew his sword.

This is the chivalrous nature of the Mo family, you and I are enemies, then there is no room for talk, killing you is not negotiable!