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The other two commanders present saw the situation in the school field and made the same choice.

"Unload your weapons and use your hand armor!!" At this point, there is no need to cover up the voice, Wang Meng shouted loudly on the spot.

No wonder His Royal Highness chose to let Ma Zhong be the commander of the legion, and he didn't even hesitate when he should be decisive.

In the face of the white soldiers, is there really no fear at all?

Hundreds of failures really didn't have any effect on his mind?

Wang Meng inquired about his heart quite seriously, but he didn't get a feedback result, just looked at Ma Zhong in place, and then took a deep breath, his eyes flashed a little shiny.

No matter, since he is the commander of the legion appointed by His Highness, let's go up!

Isn't it just a white soldier? The big deal is to fail again, so there's nothing to fear.

"Take off the arm shield, use the hand armor, raise the army for a thousand days, use the soldier for a while, the soldier is a confidant, and live to death!" Yang Mao casually threw away the outer armor on his body, and his eyes gradually became heavy.

Fear and fear or something, can there be a hungry stomach, and at any time it is possible that you will not be able to see the next moment more terrifying?

Precocious, he understands very well that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and everything has value.

In the past, he had no value, so he was disliked, and he recognized this in his heart.

Relying on being ruthless enough, even if it is a thin body, it can still live tenaciously, I thought that the future would be like this, and I tried my best to live...

But it wasn't until he met Liu Bei that he found for the first time that the world was still a little bright, although it was just simple food, but there was no need to fight, there was no need to fight, there was a chance to live, which made him very uncomfortable.

After joining the princess guard, he trained hard, and the feeling of exhaustion and hard work made him feel like he was dreaming back to the past.

I thought that it would be the same as before, and I would need to rely on the force in my hands to get everything I wanted.

But the abundance of food, the good bed, and even the meat that was previously unattainable, the knowledge that could only be heard in the mouths of others, gave him more opportunities to understand the world.

The wounded were treated, the hungry had something to eat, new clothes to wear, and a clean house to live in.

The daily routine is extremely stable, and I can even read and write.

is such a simple life, but it is a life that Yang Mao has never thought of in his dreams.

Because such a life should not appear in his dreams.

However, the reality is always so unexpected, he has lived a life that he once dared not even dream of.

In this case, he worked hard from the bottom of his heart, and he also quite recognized a sentence, the one who dies for his confidant.

Maybe Her Royal Highness the princess who is high up doesn't need his force, but in the face of Her Royal Highness the princess, it may just be a casual gift, and doing his best is one of the few things he can do.

After moving his muscles and bones, Yang Mao looked at Ma Zhong with his gaze, and then turned his gaze back to Bai Yubing.

Since His Royal Highness appointed Ma Zhong as the commander of the legion, then the order still has to be obeyed, not because Ma Zhong is the commander of the legion, but because this corps commander was appointed by His Royal Highness, that's all.

With the issuance of everyone's orders, the once huge camp school yard once again sounded the shouts of killing.

With a fierce struggle, Liu Cheng relied on more experience, forcibly parried Ma Zhong's heavy punch with his left hand, stepped forward, and hit Ma Zhong directly in the face with his knee joint.

There is no residual force in the collision of the two people, as if they both know each other's strength, and it is also a recognition of each other.

After just a moment's struggle, both of them took a few steps back, relying on the emergency skills they had learned to adjust the state of their bodies.

"You guys have really changed, it's interesting..."Liu Cheng listened to the voices around him, stared at Ma Zhong with his eyes, and said very calmly.

As he spoke, he shook his hand and felt the wound on his arm, knowing that his wound was slowly healing without looking.

This kind of strength, as well as this mentality, is really an obvious gap compared to the past.

"You're not the only ones who have become stronger!" Ma Zhong casually spat out a mouthful of blood to the side, and then wiped his mouth with his hand, "Sure enough, compared to the internal qi separation from the body, you are still far behind." ”

"It's really not as good as the internal qi leaving the body, but it's enough to clean up!" Liu Cheng's painting style changed, not caring about the pain in his body at all, and forcibly pulled his left hand back.

is also a veteran of Qi training, and he has not been able to suppress this once proud teenager, which is really infuriating!

"Really?" Ma Zhong felt the majestic power in his body, and directly stomped his feet on the spot, and with the help of the reaction force on the ground, he directly rushed forward again.

Since words can't convince you, rely on practical actions to convince you!

A guy who isn't even an internal qi out of his body still wants him to be afraid? Dream!

Even if the internal qi is separated from the body, it is not that he has not been beaten, under the clouds, who is afraid of whom!

Whether it was Gan Ning or Tai Shici, he had practiced, and when he was in Fenggaocheng, even because of coincidence, he was fortunate to be appreciated by Huang Zhong and learned a few hands.

"You guy, you really don't know the sky!" Liu Cheng did not hesitate when he saw Ma Zhong acting like this, and was ready to move directly, so that Ma Zhong could understand what it meant to have people outside the sky.

He was able to serve as a thousand commanders among the white soldiers, do you really think he is jealous?

Even if the internal qi is separated from the body, under the clouds, it is not without hope of fighting, let alone Ma Zhong?

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng's expression became cold, and a layer of purple brilliance appeared on the appearance of the hand armor.

On the spot, he used his fighting skills, penetration, heavy blows, unloading, will strikes...

Seeing this situation, Ma Zhong didn't mean to dodge for half a point, and directly chose to hit it hard.

Conventional attacks, it's hard to hurt him, as for the will attack, although he won't use it, it's still very clear, as long as he firmly believes that he can bear it, then he will definitely be able to withstand it.

Before he was hammered to the point of dizziness, it was enough to knock Liu Cheng unconscious, and in this regard, Ma Zhong tried his best to convince himself of this possibility...

On the other side, in the face of the patrol team marching in formation, Zhao Mad did not speak, and directly led everyone to throw the large fishing net in his hand.

The soldiers behind him did the same and threw the nets out.

In the face of this kind of fishing net, the spear in his hand could not be picked up in a short period of time, and the fishing net that fell on his body gave full play to the role of overcoming rigidity with softness, and restrained the white soldier within a certain range.

When Zhao Mad saw this scene, he led people to forcibly break into it, relying on the shield in his hand, forcibly breaking up the patrol of only twenty people, and then relying on the absolute number of people to suppress and solve the battle with speed, and then went to pack up the next one.

(End of chapter)