Chapter 185 Such a husband--

Battle's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye, and the color of fear appeared on his face. He thought that his opponent was just a husband, and he was a proud Horqin warrior. The uncomfortable twisting force in the bones of the Mongols rushed up again. His face suddenly rose to purple, and the machete in his hand turned into a streamer again. He greeted it fiercely and hit it, but there was another hand on the handle of the machete, and Bartel almost used the power of the bridal chamber.

All people felt that they didn't seem to hear the crisp sound of the blade. They only felt their ears buzzing, and then again and again... They all saw that the guy who cuttered firewood was like piling. Yes, it was really like a laborer, struggling to ram the ground with a sledgehammer. Face, even if it is a solid earth, it can only be smashed inch by inch, smashed and flat before the sledgehammer in his hand.

It's just that Battle is not on the ground. He is just a person, a strong man. However, in front of the fierce and continuous sledgehammer, which seems to never stop, he can only struggle to death.

Every collision forced him to move a little later, and his arms trembled more. His face, which had turned purple-red, became paler and paler. The breath held in his chest was about to run out. His legs seemed to show unsupportive bending. On the ground, he stepped out shallow by one by one. Clear footprints.

The impact of the blade unexpectedly hit the harsh sound like the cracking of iron armor. Badhe's eyes stared at the dead fish, and his mouth was slanted to one side like a stroke patient. The originally arrogant expression is now distorted like a wild dog drowning in the gutter.

Originally, I thought that it only needed one or two moves to kill the Barter, known as the Horqin Grassland Wolf, who could kill this barbarian, but no one expected that the scene did not develop as he expected. Unexpectedly, it was the damn man, holding a guise knife that cut grass. He pressed the head of the general soldiers fiercely.

With a harsh crisp sound, the machet in Battle's hand actually made the man smash into two pieces with the posture of gumage.

Bartel felt a light in his hand, and his eyes looked at the broken edge dullly, and even the broken fragments on the blade cut a blood mouth on his cheek without any reaction.

After the black light cut off the streamer, there was not even a pause. With a strange scream, it went down, then up, towards the machete that stayed in the original, looked at its own broken machete, and cut off the head of the butt with a dead gray face.

However, when it was less than a foot away from Bartel's head, the black light turned into a shadow, which gradually seemed to become a slow motion in the movie that deliberately slowed down the speed of film playback. Finally, it could be suspended high at a short distance from Bartel's head.

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Since Li Dashuang has stopped the beheading, everyone's eyes subconsciously, or a little habitually, fell down. Although they did not see the scene of black light flashing and blood bursting, the gull stopped above Battle's head made them feel a kind of fear from the heart.

The blade of the guise was densely covered with ferocious gaps, staggered on the guise. Not only did no one find it ridiculous, but it made people detect the murderous intention of the bone marrow.

Bartel seemed to react at this time, slowly, or a little dullly, and saw the sad blade hanging high on the top, but close in front of him. I lost." When the words were spit out of Battle's mouth, the handle of the knife in his hand had fallen obliquely to the ground, and the cracked wound at the mouth of his trembling hands began to turn red.

"You're welcome. It's just a competition. If there is anything invincible, in fact, your strength is also good." Li Dashuang took back the guise, cracked the thick mouth and smiled. The smile was still so simple and honest, as if he had just taken a bottle of soy sauce to stir-fry the dishes. It seemed incompatible with the madman just now. The expression of such a separate personality was really Everyone in the field had a shiver.

"Young master, is there anything else?" Li Dashuang turned his face, stopped looking at Battle, and asked Liang Pengfei respectfully.

Liang Pengfei breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't die. This boy can still give himself face. Finally, the education banned in the past few months has not been wasted. It's all your business. Let's continue to split wood with your brother.

"Good young master." Li Dashuang scratched the bright scalp, threw the guillot aside, lifted the axe, and continued to split the firewood as if no one else. However, the generals looked at their brothers with contempt and contempt just now, but a surprise and an indescribable jealousy.

This also includes He Lin, who has stayed in the military camp and seen the competition between soldiers and wrestling, riding and shooting, and even swordsmanship. He never thought that the struggle with the previous two made him feel the tragedy on the battlefield and a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Is this just a fucking husband?" He Lin felt that her head was about to explode. If it hadn't been for the description, he would have wanted to catch Liang Pengfei and ask him why he used such a fierce talent as a husband. If he had such a husband, he would rather use all the men to go to the battlefield.

Badhe finally woke up and finally got his chin back to his original position. He saw Battle, who still stood in front of him with a look of shame. His face turned white and red, and he also knew that he was brave. However, he was very clear about the strength of his own soldier, and Just after the battle, he also knew that if he went up, he would have to turn his head into a watermelon with the first three knives.

However, the humiliation that made people crush him ashamed and angry. His own captain could not even beat a husband. After that, wouldn't he become the laughingstock of the Guangdong water division? Even the jokes in the Qing Dynasty.

Badhe slapped Battle's face fiercely: "Get out of here! What are you doing here to humiliate me?!"

Bartel was slightly shaken by him, and a trace of blood was overflowing at the corners of his mouth. He walked humbly towards the outside of the camp in shame... "The last general still needs military affairs. I'll say goodbye first, General Liang. See you later." After Badhe's eyes devoured Liang Pengfei like a poisonous snake, he didn't wait for everyone to speak, and even Lin didn't bother to pay attention to it.

He Lin looked at Badhe's back, and there was a trace of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth. If it hadn't been for Shande covering this guy, if he hadn't just arrived in Guangzhou, he needed the support of Shande, a Guangzhou general, to deal with the local snake here. With his arrogant performance alone, it was simply stupid. It's a raging waste.

After sitting in Liang Pengfei's tent, he drank a cup of hot tea. He Lin, who was a little tired, glanced at the people present and said in harmony, "Your lords, and others are here according to the emperor's will to supervise the soldiers and horses of Guizhou to restore the country in Annan. Now that the war is about to start, how can we wait for trivial matters? Is it uneasy inside?

"General Liang, when he was in Beijing, he heard my brother say that you benefited from the training of your corporals, and you are actually the elite of the Guangdong sailors. Now that I see it, what you said is not false, and I am very relieved." He Lin nodded to Liang Pengfei with a smile and said warmly.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei has fully clearly seen the change of He Lin's mentality towards himself. It is really an extreme brother. One is insidious and greedy, and the other is honest and upright, which is really surprising.

"I dare not be an adult. I just want to make more contributions to the court and be able to shine in the family." Liang Pengfei's words were recognized by He Lin. This statement proved that this person was real, and his brother did not recommend the wrong person to him this time. More importantly, his brother really paved the way for himself. If he couldn't take Annan, he would go back to face the emperor and his eldest brother.

After and Lin withdrew their eyes looking at Liang Pengfei, they cleared their throats and glanced at the deputy generals.

It's very quiet. The deputy generals and generals who originally shouted at Liang Pengfei are now like a group of mud-feated Bodhisattvas. One or two are silent and kind-looking. They think that they don't have the ability to pinch Liang Pengfei's husband, and there is no reason to think that they dare to jump out and blame Liang at this time. Peng Fei is not a big word.

He Lin's mouth bent slightly: "All of you are the generals of the Guangdong navy. It shouldn't be difficult for colleagues to watch and help each other, right?" He Lin's voice seemed to be very gentle, but this almost reproachful sentence made these people feel that their scalps were numb. They were not as strong as Badhe's backstage, so their political awareness was greatly improved in an instant.

"The last general thought that the Admiral's advice was also very reasonable, and the last general could give up an ordnance first." A general stood up and replied proudly, which seemed to be incumbent on him.

Next, everyone stood up one by one. In a word, everyone agreed with the Admiral's suggestion that it was a collective honor for the whole Guangdong navy to let Humen Town represent the Guangdong navy, and Humen Town was the pride of the whole Guangdong and even the national navy. They had reason to believe that He Lin, the king of the Qing Dynasty. Under the command of the imperial envoy of the banner of justice, the Qing Dynasty was bound to overcome the thorns, eliminate all enemies and unstables, and return a peaceful and harmonious international environment around the Qing Empire.

In a word, if you want something, someone can give it to you. As long as you want, even if you want clothes, I will support my colleagues for free.

When He Lin left, he just kindly told Liang Pengfei to step up the training. Without unnecessary nonsense, he led a number of generals to disappear outside the navy camp, just like when he came.

Looking at He Lin's back, Liang Pengfei smiled. He didn't expect that He Shen would have such a younger brother. Anyway, whoever becomes the coach is the same. Annan, that's the meat in his mouth. How to eat it depends on his own means.

(to be continued)