Chapter 47 0 Wang Ba recites the Sutra

It's a mess under Fangling City.

The shouting and scolding came and went.

"Lucifer, a gutless bandit, a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"Do you dare to go out of the city and fight?"

"You shameless thieves, if you dare to go out of the city, kill them all......"

"Put down your weapons, open the door and kneel, Rao Er and wait for a dog to die......"

Scolding tactics are common on the battlefield.

Zhang Zhihai's vanguard is here to disgust people.

Of course, the purpose was to provoke Li Wuchang, and it was best to make him lose his mind and go out of the city to face the battle.

Although Zhang Zhihai is not a famous general, he still has basic judgment, and now he has temporarily subdued some mountain kings, but it is still very difficult to storm Fangling City.

What the hell is this wall...... It's too high!

"His grandmother's, I can't bear this evil breath, I'm stunned!"

On the north wall of Fangling City, Han Dazhi looked at the arrogant court soldiers under the city wall, and listened to all kinds of insults in his ears, and immediately became angry.

Not only Han Dazhi, but many people can't bear it.

Li Wuchang is the supreme commander of the French Army, and now he is scolded as a "gutless bandit", "shrinking turtle", "little mongrel", etc., everyone is naturally uncomfortable, and they can't wait to go out of the city to kill them immediately.

"Stunned, what kind of expression do you have? Are you self-absorbed?"

Han Dazhi looked at Li Wuchang beside him and even showed a smile, and he was shocked at that time.

It was a bright smile, not a sinister sneer.

Li Wuchang, is this angry and stupid?

Not really, right?

"Stunned?" Han Dazhi shouted again.

"It's just a scolding tactic, why are you so excited?"

Li Wuchang waved his hand and said: "They don't have the strength to attack hard or want to play conspiracy and tricks to scold, this kind of trick I have done in Hongnong City before, it's not a big deal." ”

Then he glanced at the scolding team with half-squinted eyes, shook his head and sighed: "Those people have been scolding for so long, their lips are cracked, and no one has any herbal tea or anything, Zhang Zhihai, the main general, can't do it, if I am his subordinates, I will strike!"

Han Dazhi: "......"

You're so interested, and you're still concerned about the enemy's scolding team!

"What's the hurry, it's just a few words of scolding, this can't be bearable? If you are really angry, won't you just find an opportunity to kill them all in the future?"

Li Wuchang retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "What's more, they didn't even give away women's underwear, which is not too much." ”

Han Dazhi scolded with a smile: "How long is your head, why are you pulling women's underwear again?"

Li Wuchang casually explained: "The story of a villager and an old thief.

The villager relied on the strength of the crowd to eradicate the old thief in one fell swoop, but the old thief did not face the villager directly. As a result, the village man started scolding, not only did he scold, but he also sent a woman's underwear to the old thief, sarcastically mocking the old thief like a girl.

But this old thief is very sharp, and he is not angry at all, because he knows that he will definitely win if he consumes it, and there is no need to work hard......"

Han Dazhi rolled his eyes and said, "What kind of mess is it......"

Li Wuchang spread his hands and said, "Although my eloquence is average, it can't be said to be a mess, right?"

Although the contemptible man is not as powerful as Sima Lao Thief, I can learn from his calmness!

Wei Xin and Yang Su on the side listened to this headless and tailless story, and they all smiled.

It is rare for Li Wuchang to be so calm in this situation.

If you are an ordinary young man, you will be so cursed under such a strong foundation, not to mention going out of the city to face the battle immediately, at least you have to be angry and rush to the championship.

Han Dazhi picked up a longbow, filled it with arrows, and shot towards the shouting team under the city wall.

Empty!

After all, the distance is a bit far.

Of course, this move caused a burst of laughter from the people in the city.

Jiang Minglun used his eyesight, pointed to the big man in the distance, and said, "Isn't that guy Ma Kun?"

Ma Kun was indeed under the city, and at this time he also said loudly: "Little ones, work harder, continue to scold General Ben, and scold them until they go out of the city......"

Han Dazhi snorted and said fiercely: "Ma Kun's ...... Hmph, I saved his life before, and I have the same face as Liu Qizheng. ”

After that, he pulled the bow in his hand again, and finally put it down.

Li Wuchang looked at Han Dazhi, who was extremely excited, looked at Jiang Minglun, and ordered: "Send someone to call the fat bear over, and ask him to find some splashes to scold those guys in the city, they sing a one-man show in the province, which seems boring......"

Jiang Minglun immediately ordered left and right.

Fat Bear moves quickly, and brings with him a bunch of pranks, a few of whom are even old fritters from the former Mangfu battalion.

Those gang followed Li Wuchang when Feng Yi was in the southwest, they were all street gangsters, and they once had the feat of angering Zhu Changlong of the Hanshui Gang, relying on the kung fu of scolding.

At that time, Feng Yi was going to have a decisive battle under the city, and Li Wuchang and Tao Jianyu were ordered to harass Zhu Changlong.

At that time, it was these ruffians who blocked the door to scold, and Zhu Changlong, who was scolding, went crazy on the spot, and directly sent thousands of people to run away with Li Wuchang and Tao Jianyu less than a thousand people, Tao Jianyu was okay, Li Wuchang almost ran all the way from the southeast of Feng Yi to Hongnong County with the Mangfu battalion.

"Fat bear, it's up to you!" Li Wuchang smiled faintly.

The fat bear smiled, then waved his hand.

Next up is shrew scolding time.

The fat bear's gang all beat chicken blood one by one, and the more they scolded, the more energetic they became.

From asking the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors why they gave birth to such unscrupulous offspring, to condemning the neighbor's distant second aunt and nephew's classmate's family for not knowing the point of inspection, showing mercy everywhere.

The previous sentence asked the other party why his face was so peculiar, and whether his father had done something unsavory to the old female donkey in the family.

In the next sentence, let the other party feel the reprimand from the grandfather.

This one is describing how loving the other mother's is.

The other one was talking about the little story he had to tell with the other party's wife in the grove.

The vulgar ones go directly to the organs.

A little more elegant, directly on the limerick.

It's okay to spit, and if you are a little more enthusiastic, you can just dance and swing all over.

Han Dazhi pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a long time, and muttered, "Stunned, where did you find these talents?"

Li Wuchang smiled coquettishly, then became angry and shouted: "Ma Kun, just like you, the labor and management will fan you into the city wall with a slap, and the Jiupin master has to chisel for half a year with an iron chisel......"

Ma Kun was already scolded so that his scalp was numb, and after hearing this, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood: "Lu Xifa...... You, you...... You've got a kind of heads-up!"

Li Wuchang twitched his head, and said arrogantly: "If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures ......"

Han Dazhi laughed out loud on the spot.

Lu Desheng was very clever and brought herbal tea.

"Brothers, moisten your throat and add herbs and sugar......"

The fat bear picked up a bowl of herbal tea and drank it all, cleared his throat, and sang: "After drinking our wine, I don't cough when I breathe up and down, and I drink our wine......"

What the hell,

Do you want to show the people in the city that you have herbal tea to drink?