She thought about it with a little hesitation and walked down the steps step by step.

Just as she was slowly approaching the phalanx, the captain holding the command flag in the formation suddenly waved the command flag.

One by one, the soldiers held the rattan plaques to their chests, carried their long sticks in their hands, and let out a roar!

Before she could understand what was going on, the spearmen in the first row suddenly threw their sticks as guns at her!

What is the picture of a person throwing a javelin?

What is the picture of a row of people throwing javelins?

Even if she was agile, she would be frightened when the javelin-like stick fell, dodging left and right, and rolling on the ground before dodging.

She was just about to stand up when more than a dozen long sticks had already poked her!

The spearmen of the first row did not throw their spears as throwing spears, they worked in pairs, one of them throws, the other of them raises his spear and stabs forward, and the gap between the pitchers is filled by the spearmen of the second row, and countless spears are stabbed without hesitation, without flinching, without mercy!

She propped herself on the ground with her hands, rolled backwards, and finally left the range of the first row of attacks when she leapt far from the lightning.

The banner was waved in the formation, and the soldiers did not continue to pursue, the thrower pulled out a long stick from behind his back, re-held a rattan card in one hand, and a long stick in the other, his waist fell slightly, and his body leaned forward slightly, and he set up an attack formation.

The autumn breeze blew through the martial arts arena and rolled up a little dust.

The soldiers were silently watching her.

There was no ridicule, no contempt, just waiting for the next order to attack.

…… What kind of amazing hive will is this?!

She couldn't help but glance back at Gao Shun.

Autumn Wind had just brought his burqa up, and the first thing that caught his eye from this angle was the hand that had been holding the sword, which was covered with scars.

Lu Hangyu rolled up his sleeves, brushed the flat ground under his feet with his right foot, took a deep breath, and then suddenly bent down, like a ray of arrow light on a full bow, and rushed towards the rattan soldier led by the first row!

Gao Shun's soldiers also let out a roar at that moment!

The second wave of javelin rain streaked across the sky, and countless parabolas came down against her!

Her figure couldn't be dodged in mid-air, but the blunt sword in her hand could split through these countless parabolas!

…… Speaking of which, this dean is really ruthless, even if it is not a real javelin but just a long stick, if it really hits her face, it can still smash her skull, will this be considered a work injury at that time?

Such an unserious thought only flashed in her mind, but her figure was about to hit the long stick that poked out from the first row, she stretched out her left hand, grabbed the drill Changwu that still had wooden thorns, and used a lot of strength, and when she dragged the rattan soldier out of the formation, the long sticks on both sides had touched the corners of her clothes.

Long and short, dense, just poked at her like this!

But the gap has been opened by her, and she just needs to take a step forward! Lu Hangyu thought so, she did the same, her figure was extremely athletic, the soles of her feet touched the ground, and when she was about to break through the defense line with the remaining strength that had just dragged away the rattan soldier, the spearmen in the second row flashed, and the third row of a blue-faced beast horn iron long card with overwhelming momentum collided with it!

【…… What the fuck is going to be shameless?! 】

She was surrounded by soldiers, and when she sideways avoided the impact of the long card, two long sticks had already struck her shoulder blades!

When she swung her sword and split the two long sticks, she saw the soldiers in the second row throw away the long sticks, pull out the wooden knives used for practice from their waists, and cut their heads and faces!

As she struggled with the dozen or so soldiers around her, Blackblade's very happy voice sounded in her head.

[It's true that he is shameless, and it's also true that you talk big and get struck by thunder. 】

…… Come on with a thunder!

There are fewer and fewer people in close contact with her, given that everyone is playing with wooden knives and sticks, no matter how much they poke and can't poke the bloody hole, so whoever she hits, whoever will consciously get off the field, leaving her to continue to be in the center of the field, but the lack of people in hand-to-hand combat does not mean that she has cut down these hundreds of people.

She cut down a dozen spearmen in the first and second rows, or dozens of them, but the third row was long card soldiers, and she really didn't know what to do.

…… This long card is not short at all than her! Can this thing really be brought into battle?! What kind of strength is it to carry it into battle to kill the enemy?! Isn't it really used to bully her?!

How could she complain in her heart that she didn't delay the formation of the long-card soldiers on the opposite side at all, and continued to look forward at her face, and most importantly, these long-card soldiers were very close to each other, leaving almost no gaps, forming a semicircle, but also leaving her a way out.

As long as you are human, you can't help but want to take a look at that retreat.

At the end of the retreat is still General Gao on the high platform, from her end to the present, her expression has not changed at all, she has not seen half a point of ridicule and contempt, and she is still a paralyzed face.

…… She should find a way.

…… Even if it's a little cheating.

She still held the sword in one hand, and slashed in vain on the long card, but with the other hand felt a handful of cow hair, held it in the palm of her hand, and rubbed it with her fingertips, and the cow hair silently turned into a wisp of green smoke between her fingertips.

It was a trick to build strength in a short period of time, and she wouldn't normally do it, but it was ridiculous to ask her to take a blunt sword and cut through a dozen large shields.

Even if she can't break through this phalanx, she must at least break through the encirclement of the long card and take another step forward!

The autumn wind had stopped, the sun was getting stronger, and a bead of sweat appeared on someone's forehead.

But when she reversed the hilt of her sword and smashed the long card in front of her with all her strength, the soldiers trapped in the surrounding camp unexpectedly felt the sword wind from the blunt sword!

The young man held the hilt of the sword, and smashed the long card like that, and the long card soldier couldn't catch this force, and fell down on his back!

She finally had to take a step forward, and then she suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

When the long-card soldiers in the third row saw that she had broken through the line, they immediately waved their halberds and slashed up, which was nothing.

But she noticed that the first three rows were all young people, and in the fourth row, the faces of the soldiers who were not wearing armor during the drill were displayed in front of her, so that she could notice that the soldiers in the fourth row were young soldiers in their twenties and thirties.

Armed with rattan cards and short soldiers, these soldiers stepped forward to engage her, twice as strong as the young soldiers in the first three rows.

And from the seventh row, the figures of the long-card soldiers were faintly visible again, and those soldiers had many scars on their faces, and they were a little older than these young soldiers, about forty or so, and they were in the prime of life, and their bodies were also extremely strong.

There was a faint conjecture in her heart, but when this conjecture was about to take shape, a halberd hooked her clothes in the scuffle, "Whoa——! "Bang! Scratch a hole in this muslin caftan brown!

She felt like she had lost her mind for a moment, dropped the blunt sword in her hand, clenched her fists, and rushed forward, regardless of the rain of sticks around her, and punched the soldier in the face!

There was a scream, and there was a slight commotion among the soldiers.

“…… How do you hit someone! ”

The martial arts drill is over.

The soldiers scattered to find a shady place to rest, and the unlucky guy who had been beaten by friendship was helped by his comrades to find a cold compress for the military doctor. The disciplined soldiers finally occasionally cast unfriendly glances at her, and she finally remembered that she was a 5 charm dog.

…… It's a little embarrassing.

If everyone is a real knife and a real gun, there is no doubt that it is not a wooden stick that pokes it, but a cold and sharp spear, and when there is no way to avoid it, she will become a hornet's nest.

But what if she didn't use a short blade without a blade, but a black blade?

All in all, still a little unconvinced.

"If you fight for your life, you don't know the outcome of the battle!"

Gao Shun was unmoved, "If you fight with your life, you should be a crossbowman in the array." ”

…… Leave it on your own! She can't beat it, she can still run!

Probably a person with low emotional intelligence wrote everything on his face, Gao Shun glanced at her, "Can you run, can your neighbors run?" ”

“…… General, what are these words? ”

"Wen Yuan said that you are benevolent and neighborly, have a chivalrous heart, if a war breaks out, how many people can you save with your chivalrous heart?"

Along the way, although she was full of devastation, she only taught the lesson to the evil gangsters and bandits in the market, and she could save what she wanted to save.

What if she was going to face an army?

If it were such a "trapped camp" under Gao Shun today, she might have the strength to fight for her life, and of course she would be able to get out of the way.

She is not a sage and cannot save the world, but what if there is such a way?

"Is the general going to teach the villain the art of war?" She asked tentatively.

Gao Shun replied with a question, "Are you literate?" ”

…………………… What's the problem!

In the tent, a precious piece of paper was laid on the desk, and pen and ink were placed next to it.

"Since you say that you are familiar with poetry and books, it is not difficult to write a few words." The dean said, "You can write your own name, right?" ”

…… It's so insulting.

She lifted the pen, dipped it in ink, and when she wanted to put it down, she suddenly remembered something very important.

…… It's the Han Dynasty now, simplified Chinese characters are not popular, she can't write the traditional "Lu Hanging Fish", and she can't write the name she gave herself when she opened the card.

…… She doesn't even know how to write the word "salted fish" in traditional Chinese! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

She was in a daze with a pen, and Gao Shun didn't poke it, just jumped to the next topic lightly.

"That being the case, you will come to the barracks every day in the future, and follow Gong Cao to read and write after the order, when you will really be familiar with poetry and books, and it will not be too late to learn the art of war."

"General Gao, what are these words! If you want to learn the art of war, do you still need to be literate?! She couldn't bear it any longer, threw the pen aside, and raised her voice angrily, "General Lu is excellent in martial arts and famous all over the world, can he be literate and hyphenated?!" ”

Gao Shun was stunned.

This was the first time she had seen Gao Shun have a look other than facial paralysis on his face.

And it's a particularly horrified look.

It was a few seconds before he spoke.

The voice was still a little trembling.

"General Lu was originally the chief bookkeeper of the Assassin Mansion in Bingzhou, don't you know?"

Chapter 38 (Inverted V)

Lu Bu is actually literate, and he is still a civil official, as far as his emotional intelligence and his character design of being able to pull a three-stone bow, who will believe it?

She felt disgraced, but Gao Shun didn't look like he was fooling her, so he had to reluctantly mumble.

"The general said yes."

Gao Shun glared at her, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back, turned his head and called a gong cao, and took her out with a few words.

Gao Shun's tent is not spacious, but a few people go in and out, and it is no problem to maintain basic official duties, Gong Cao's tent full of bamboo slips is very torturous if you want to stuff one more person, but fortunately, as a miscellaneous servant who comes to the camp to study, Lu Hangyu has no status to let the family specially pack a seat for her.

The thin, withered, triangular-eyed Gong Cao twisted his beard and said, "Are you literate? ”

“…… Literate. ”

"Literate, but can't write?"