Chapter 32: Shock

The army is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak. Only in the army can the strong have status and be respected by people. The weak have no status in the army, will be despised and looked down upon.

These soldiers were powerful and powerful, with a murderous aura on their bodies. They were not trained on the training ground, but chopped people's heads on the battlefield. From this murderous aura, we can tell that these soldiers cut down many heads and have experienced actual combat.

In terms of murderous aura, they are stronger than the Converted Army. After all, the Converted Army grew up very shortly. Although the robbery was successful, it only had one battle. How could it be compared to the Battle of Xihe? It took a long time and fought many battles. An army, on the battlefield for a long time, is different from the temperament developed on the battlefield in a short time. Even if it is as strong as the Converted Army, is far inferior to that.

"What a good soldier! What a good soldier! You can't miss it!" Huangfu Song's eyes were filled with beautiful stars. He looked at these soldiers and could not move them away.

"They have been on the battlefield, killed the enemies, and experienced bloody battles. They just need to hand over our things to them. We have a very good army, and their combat power must be increased several times, not twice." Qi Dabao's eyes shone, and he wished he could immediately incorporate these soldiers into the Converted Army.

These soldiers have good physical fitness and are as good as Mo Daoshi. With their joining, the combat power of the Converted Army will increase several times in a short period of time, which is certain.

"Brother Wu, can you surrender or not? It depends on your own, I won't help you." Wang Shao shrugged and warned: "If the leader wants to convince the soldiers, he must use means!"

Although these soldiers are arrogant, they have the capital to be arrogant, and it is not easy to surrender them. For example, even if Wang Shao makes them surrender, they are just dissatisfied and dissatisfied. Wu Ji still needs to come by himself and cannot help.

Without saying a word, Wu Ji came to the front of the formation, looked at it, and introduced himself: "I am Wu Ji, the commander of the Congxin Army. I believe you know what Congxin Army has done, otherwise your eyes would not be so disdainful or contemptuous."

These soldiers answered with silence, and their disdain became even stronger.

"I know, you must be thinking that the battle last year was just a lucky battle, and reinforcements were timely. If you arrived, you would fight better and kill faster." Wu Ji did not hide it, pointing straight to the hearts of the people: "We robbed the annual monies and wiped out all eight thousand Liaogou. You also think that it is because we are lucky, not that we can fight, but if you go, we will fight better. I can understand that you think so, because you have the pride of strength. Follow me to the schoolyard and take out your strength, so that I can see how strong your strength is!"

"Report to the commander of Wu, Luo Ming is the commander. How dare you ask the commander of Wu, do you want to compete with us?" Luo Ming took a step forward and spoke loudly.

However, there was not much respect in his words. He looked directly at Wu Ji, looking at him as if he was unwilling to admit defeat.

"Luo Ming? Well, whether I can remember your name depends on whether your strength is strong enough." Wu Ji glanced at Luo Ming lightly, then looked away, as if Luo Ming was not in his eyes.

Luo Ming was a battalion commander, very capable and brave in combat. He beheaded more than 30 levels in the Xihe Battle, which was cut down by himself, not by his subordinates' filial piety. At that time, there were not many people who could kill more than 30 levels like him, and they were one of the few warriors. He actually treated Wu Ji as air. He was very unhappy and said loudly: "Commander Wu, I want to compete with you. If you win, I am willing to be a cow and horse and follow you. If you lose, you must apologize to me."

"Martial competition?" Wu Ji raised his eyebrows and said, "You will get what you want. Go to the school ground!"

Wu Ji turned around and left, Wang Shao, Huangfu Song, and Qi Dabao followed quickly.

These soldiers also followed, looked at Wu Ji's back, clenched their fists hard, and looked angry. Luo Ming is a very famous person among their group of people, and he actually looked down on Wu Ji. That is to look down on them. Who can not be angry?

"When you take action later, don't show mercy and beat us hard! Let the Convert Army know how powerful we are."

"What is the Converted Army? A group of miscellaneous soldiers, both men and women, laughing at my big teeth. Besides the powerful Thunderbolt, what else can I do? It's just that I have good luck. After removing the siege of Xiongzhou, my tail will rise to the sky."

"For this Wu Ji, just break his arm, don't beat him to death."

"If we do it, don't talk about the annual monies, we will kill several Liaogou cities."

These soldiers are all elite soldiers, and they are all trained from life and death. They are very brave. Although Wu Ji is famous, they still will not convince him. Then they began to make a decision on how to wipe out the face of the Converted Army.

Soon, he arrived at the school ground. With Wu Ji's order, the Converted Army began to line up. Soon, the Converted Army formed a formation, which was heavy, strict and indestructible.

Wang Shao saw it and nodded and praised: "Brother Wu, you really have it! Not to mention fighting, this momentum alone is extraordinary, not under those kids. Mo Dao, well, with Mo Dao, you can attack, retreat and defend, and move forward and retreat freely. Cooperate with the cavalry to cut off the enemy's retreat path. Once the enemy falls into encirclement, his failure is inevitable. Not to mention, there are thunder bullets and the Breaking Bow, which is not bad! Not to mention!"

He is a big expert. Although he has not trained an elite like the Converted Army, his army is also extraordinary. These soldiers are proof of it. He can see the terribleness of the Converted Army at a glance: "These kids are above the top and think they are going to suffer a loss now!"

"Commander Wu Du, I want to compete with you. Do you dare to accept it?" Luo Ming took a step forward, looked at Wu Ji, and said loudly. His voice was loud, and the voice spread from afar, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"What? We want to compete with Wu Du? Damn it, it's against the will!" Li Mingchu was the first to shout. Wu Ji was very kind to him, and his disrespect to Wu Ji was disrespectful to him, and he couldn't do anything to make him angry.

"Don't think it would be great if you kill a few Xixia people. It's far worse than our Converted Army." Shang Yuan yelled: "If you have the ability, go and kill the Piss Army, just like our Converted Army, and fight with the Piss Army!"

"Teaching these kids a lesson, peeling their skins and sucking their tendons!" The Converted Army was in a raging momentum, and the crowd was in anger. He looked at Luo Ming and the others, as if he was looking at his enemies.

Wu Ji waved his hand and the Converted Army calmed down. Wu Ji looked at Luo Ming and said, "Commander Luo, I know your request. It is not impossible to ask me to fight you, but you must defeat them first." He pointed at the Converted Army with his right hand and said, "You can command them and fight us. If you win, I will compete with you. This is what you have won. You must know that I am the Commander of the Lord, you are the Commander, and I am one level higher than you. You can only prove with your actions that you have the qualification to fight with me."

This is very reasonable and no one will refute it. Even Luo Ming himself thinks it should be. Although the two are only one level apart in their official positions, they are far different. They are divided by current levels, one is a general and the other is a school-level officer, which has completely different meanings.

"Okay! I agree!" Luo Ming was also a cheerful person, without saying a word. He turned around and came to the military formation and shouted: "Brothers, the Converted Army is going to challenge us. We cannot lose face, we must fight well!"

"I will never be embarrassed!" The soldiers shouted in unison, waved their arms, full of momentum and murderous aura.

"It's really good!" Wu Ji exclaimed in secret and thought to himself: "I have to subdue them no matter what!"

"Commander Wu, is it the beginning?" Luo Ming asked.

"No! You are a guest from afar. We should do our best to be a landlord. Let us perform martial arts first. If there is a place we can't do, please give us some advice." Wu Ji raised his eyebrows and his eyes were shining: "Li Mingchu, perform martial arts!"

"Abide by the order!" This is not a martial arts show, it is just to shock these ignorant guys. This is what Li Mingchu wants to do the most. He took the order loudly, waved his right hand and ordered: "Break the crossbow, prepare! Shoot!"

"Swish!" The sound of breaking through the air was loud, and a tent crossbow arrow appeared in the sky, woven into a huge net, shot towards the front, and landed 330 steps away.

"Hmph! This is useful for farts." Luo Ming sneered: "Such a long crossbow arrow can kill farts. Oh, no, it can shoot 330 steps, its penetration is very strong and can penetrate the essence. This is not a big deal. Our powerful crossbow can shoot people and horses into the air."

The Polu Bow is different from the powerful crossbows used by other Song troops. It is much less powerful and cannot penetrate the war horses, and it is even more impossible to shoot people and horses into the air. It is normal to give Luo Ming a slightest view.

Not only did he think so, but who didn't think so? Everyone looked contemptuous.

"If we can't fight three or four times when we are in the face of the battle, we only need to pay a little price to rush to their formation and slash and kill!" Luo Ming, who had experienced the battle formation, soon thought of a way to deal with it.

"No! Why are their crossbows and arrows not stopping? They keep shooting. Ah, they are shooting one after another. This is a problem, and there is a big trouble." Luo Ming finally realized the uniqueness of the powerful crossbows of the Converted Army, that is, they do not give the enemy any chance. They have to pay a huge price to move forward every step forward.

"According to this, if you want to rush to their formation, you will have to pay a price of six or seven hundred without paying a thousand. This is several times higher than before!" Luo Ming became more and more frightened as he looked at it, and his face became a little uncomfortable.

"Pi Lie Bomb, throw it!" Li Mingchu ordered again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One after another, one explosion sounded, and balls of fire appeared, as if thousands of thunders were thundering in the ears, making people roar. Luo Ming felt that his ears were almost deaf and could not hear the sound clearly.

"This... the Pili Bull is too powerful!" He had heard of the power of the Pili Bull, and he tried it, but he didn't expect that more than two thousand people threw the Pili Bull at the same time would be so powerful. In front of the Pili Bull, even flies could not survive, let alone killing the enemy. His face turned pale.

"Kill!" Li Mingchu ordered again.

The Converted Army moved, and the Mo Dao was in front of him, raised it high and slashed it hard, as if a wall of swords was pushing forward, ruthlessly reaping his life.

"Heaven!" Luo Ming felt as if the Mo Dao was not slashing in the air, but slashing at him, and he couldn't help but retreat.
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