The fingers are lightly twisted, and the round chess pieces fall on the chessboard, which is where they should be, and the mission is the same.

And the people who fell were familiar with the road, the grains were killing, and if they were not careful, they would die without a place to be buried, they played not only chess, but also the world in their hearts.

Chess is in the hearts of the people, the two people who fall are completely different ways, under the gaze of the narrow eyes, there is a give-and-take, at all costs, the move is ruthless, and the murderous spirit is not concealed at all, and it is bound to put people to death.

On the other side, they carefully planned, step by step, and used chess pieces to weave into a big net, overwhelming, impermeable, and breathless.

"Smack. With a crisp sound, the last chess piece fell, and the black and white on the chessboard were scattered, all like beasts that chose people to devour, and the victory and defeat were not divided, and the draw ended.

"Zhao Junshi is worthy of being a columnist, and his chess strength is really profound. One said.

"You're not bad, but I'm afraid it's too much of a sin to kill like this. The other replied.

That's right, it was Zhao Tianlang and Wang Zhili who fell into place, this is not the first time they have competed, and it is basically the case every time.

"Killing in troubled times is normal, if it is not broken, it will not stand, only when the sky is full of blood and red, and everyone cuts the butcher's knife, can we exchange for a peaceful and prosperous world. Wang Zhili said, wondering how his thin body could withstand such a killing force.

"Whoever disturbs the world will be your king's gift. Listening to his words, Zhao Tianlang said with emotion.

"Then please also ask Brother Zhao to establish a new order in the world that I have disturbed, and everyone in that world must be clothed and fed, say what they want, and do what they wish to do. Wang Zhili said.

They are not joking, the two of them are equally ambitious in the world, but the weak-crowned young man has already set his ambitions in the world, how rampant, really proud.

"What kind of world it will be if you say what you want to say and do what you want to do. After listening to his words, Zhao Tianlang really longed for it in his heart.

On that day, after Wang Zhili sent Zhao Chan back, he joined Wan Er and others, and they didn't pursue what he did.

Those soldiers who died were for loyalty, but they were like two fallen pawns, they could only be pawns, and dying in the war might be their best outcome.

"As a Confucian scholar, shouldn't you follow the teachings of the sages, be benevolent, wise and faithful, and rule the world by virtue?" Zhao Tianlang said after taking a sip of tea, and the implication was self-evident.

"The world is turbulent, special laws should be practiced in special periods, and although the book of the saint is always necessary, it is not to let our scholars die to repay the king. Wang Zhili said, and after saying that, he took a sip of wine, and he was like this, and the wine did not leave his body.

"Three years ago, the family of Mr. Meng, the Confucian king of the Later Tang Dynasty, was slaughtered, only the young son escaped, and he was nowhere to be found, shocking the world, provoking the indignation of countless scholars, and criticizing him and writing, I don't know if Mr. Wang has heard of it?" Zhao Tianlang held the teacup in his hand, gently blew the foam in the cup, and said, Mr. Wang's three words were deliberately aggravated.

"Never heard of, unheard of. Wang Zhili said calmly, but the wine glass in his hand shook inadvertently, spilled some of the wine in the glass, and then he drank it all, and the strong wine burned his throat, which was even more searing.

"Why are you two still this. The appearance of Manji broke the heavy atmosphere.

"Aren't you in the army, how can you have time to come over?" Seeing Wan Er, Zhao Tianlang asked.

Since Fu Junqing was injured, Wan Er stayed in the army for him first, and after that battle, all the soldiers worked extremely hard, and now their combat power has increased a lot.

Moreover, the battle was famous, and many people came to join the army, and now his army has reached 1,300 people, and all of them are extremely brave.

"The news just came that Fu Junqing and the eighteen brothers have moved freely, and it is time to celebrate their merits and reward them for their deeds. Wan Er said, cultivating for more than a month, and finally waiting for this day.

There are rewards and punishments, and leading troops to fight should be like this, and no one wants to follow a stingy commander.

"Okay, it's time for reckoning. Zhao Tianlang said, and Wang Zhili, who was the culprit, was still drinking leisurely on the side, just like he played chess, those were just wastes.

"Then you should think about it, what reward will you give them?" Wan Er asked, this is his usual habit, let go of the shopkeeper, and settle down by himself.

"Seal the iron-blooded eighteen generals, set up the iron-blooded battalion, and award the iron-blooded banner. Wang Zhili took the lead in saying, I have to say that his statement is really appropriate, and Zhao Tianlang on the side couldn't help but nod when he heard it.

Sealing generals, setting up camps, and planting flags are the greatest glory for a soldier, but they can afford this honor.

In front of the army, the three of Fu Junqing stood side by side on the high platform, and below were 1,300 soldiers who brushed together.

Fu Junqing's handsome face had a shallow scar, although he could only do this if he searched for the famous doctor in the city twice, but this did not affect his appearance, but added a little heroism, which was a symbol of glory.

"At the moment of the great enemy, you are not afraid, without you, there would be no Quzhou City today, you are all heroes. Wan Er's voice was transparent and impassioned.

Hearing his words, those veterans all blushed and excited, this sentence is the greatest reward for them, and those recruits are full of envy, envy of those soldiers who came out of the war.

"Grandma, Zhao Tianlang, these words you gave me are really fucking awkward. His next words broke the atmosphere that should have been majestic, and caused many people to laugh.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Tianlang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he should have thought that it would be like this, this is his ten thousand two.

"I'll do what I say. Wan Er said, his face becoming serious.

Hearing his words, the soldier immediately put away his smile, and his expression became serious, this is not just a celebration, many brothers who stood with them before will never appear again, the new person replaces the old person, they should be celebrated.

"I was right, you are all heroes, but what about the brothers who died in battle, they are even more heroes. ”

"This is war, it's so cruel, maybe it's any of you who will die next time, or maybe it's me, you, have you ever been afraid?" asked Manji.

"Not yet. The army said in unison, breaking through the dome with pride.

"What's the best thing we should do?"

"It is to avenge the dead brothers, to break through the city of Maozhou, to set foot on the Huangshi Mountain, and to make them pay for their blood debts. Wan Er asked and answered himself, his blood boiling.

"Break through the city of Maozhou, set foot on Huangshi Mountain, and pay for the blood debt. The sound was like a wave, surging and surging, revealing the anger in their hearts.

"Yang Liuqing and the other eighteen people were not afraid of death, blocked the enemy's way with their flesh and blood, and sealed the eighteen iron-blooded generals. ”

After Wan Er finished speaking, all the soldiers were boiling, what an honor this is, directly crowned the general, no one is not envious, but no one can put forward the disagreement, they all remember the tragedy of more than 100 people under the residual sun.

"The T-shaped battalion has made meritorious contributions to resist the enemy, established as an iron-blooded battalion, supported Junqing as the commander of the iron-blooded battalion, and authorized the establishment of an iron-blooded banner, regardless of life and death, the living enter the camp, and the dead return to the camp, and in the future, select a hundred elites to enter the iron-blooded army, build the iron-blooded army soul, and promote the prestige of my Quzhou. ”

After hearing this, the following were even more excited, it was enough to be able to enter the Iron Blood Camp, which was destined to be the core place in the future.

Yang Liuqing was the battalion commander who temporarily accepted Junqing's fate that day, and now he is the deputy battalion commander of the iron-blooded battalion, with eighteen people standing in front, holding high the banner woven with blood in their hands, rolling and fluttering in the wind.

Their eyes are red, the flag is fluttering, where the heroic soul goes, and it is difficult to reproduce their voices and smiles.

Then, Wan Er rewarded those soldiers one by one, and before he knew it, the military spirit was like steel, and such an army would definitely be invincible in the future.