Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1856 The Missed Love in Those Years (42)

Xu Zhanpeng was looking at Princess Yunxia happily at this time: a woman is a woman, marry obediently and have children, so what kind of battlefield are you on!

After all this trouble, the emperor will definitely get tired of her, and his son-in-law's life will be better by then
Dai Xun also heaved a sigh of relief, and prayed silently in his heart that Princess Yunxia must not be allowed to succeed. If Jin Qing is in power, his Dai family must have no good fruit to eat.

The emperor was obviously a little anxious at this time.

In his opinion, even if Yunxia sent someone to do random strokes, it would be better than admitting defeat directly.

Now this scene has completely lost his face.

While everyone was waiting for Yunxia to continue to embarrass herself, the third round of competition began.

This round is for the captains of each team to choose eleven people from each other's team to compete in weapons.

These weapons are all made of wood, covered with paint.

The paint on the men's weapons is red, and the paint on the women's weapons is black. After the game time is over, the one with more paint on the vital parts of the body will be deemed as a loser.

In total, as long as six people win, it will be regarded as the victory of the entire round.

There are altogether forty-three nuns on Yunxia's side, so there are also forty-three soldiers on the other side's barracks.

In order to take care of Princess Yunxia's face, these forty-three people were weak chickens who were specially turned out from the resident.

Since the soldiers stationed here are all elite soldiers, even if they are weak chickens, they are not much worse than soldiers in ordinary stations.

Yunxia's method of selecting candidates was simple, she had these people lined up in front of her, and then randomly called out eleven consecutive numbers from the middle.

The captain over there was a young general. Seeing that Princess Yunxia was chosen at random, he simply let the soldiers choose their opponents by themselves.

These people are usually veterans, and they don't have any scruples in speaking. When they heard that they were asked to choose their opponents, they strode towards the nun.

His mouth is also dishonestly muttering:
"I want this petite."

"That fullness is my favorite."

"I want the pretty one."

"I like tall, tall ones, and the one with long legs is just right for me."

Those roving eyes and fluent language are not like picking a match, but like picking a girl in a building. They don't casually respect a woman who is beyond her control.

After all, they also came out of the nunnery. Under the baptism of these people's sight, the nuns began to recite scriptures silently in their hearts.

Calm down, calm down, the host said, if you have a grudge, you must report it on the battlefield, and they won't even recognize their mother.

Seeing that those people were so outrageous, Princess Yunxia wanted to get angry, but Jin Qing firmly held her in place.

Princess Yunxia looked at Jin Qing suspiciously, not knowing why Jin Qing would not let her find a place for her own people, but Jin Qing shook her head at her: "I earned my face."

Princess Yunxia carefully smacked the meaning of Jin Qing's words, and then she had an epiphany: Those who are capable will naturally have face, and those who are not capable have to grit their teeth even if they are laughed at. mad dog
No, it seems to be scolding my past self!
Looking at Jin Qing again, a hint of surprise flashed in Yun Xia's eyes: I never expected that Qing Qing could say such philosophical words.

Realizing that Yunxia was staring at him, Jin Qing hurriedly pulled the sugar buns on the table towards him, and looked at Yunxia very vigilantly: "My father's!"

The tall image just now collapsed in an instant, and Yunxia rolled her eyes: cut, rare.
Although other people also noticed the situation here, most of them reported that they were in the mood of watching the excitement, and some even joked in private that the bald female soldiers brought by Princess Yunxia might not be sending their wives to the garrison!
Seeing that both sides had chosen their opponents, these people went to the arena and waited for the match.

Before going on the field, the captains on both sides must first mobilize their morale.

I only heard the captain at the station explain to the eleven male soldiers: "Don't hit too hard, there are women's houses over there!"

This kind of confession of persuading people to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade is not only the concern of the nuns, but also a kind of contempt for the opponent.

As expected, after he finished speaking, he heard a burst of laughter from everyone.

Jin Qing scratched the back of her head, and seriously explained to everyone: "Don't be afraid of getting hurt, I have medicine for sores, and I can also set your bones." Her backing is solid enough, and she knows how to do it!

Hearing the words "golden sore medicine" and "bone grafting", the eleven people who were about to enter the stage stared at the arena as if they had been spat out: this is a threat, it seems that they cannot lose, and they cannot be injured.

In their hearts, those eleven male soldiers have become their sworn enemies. In today's match, either the male soldiers will die or they will live!

After the sound of the gong, the first group of opponents came to the stage to prepare for the competition.

The woman who played this time was the little nun who was laughed at as petite.

Seeing the two people with the cutest height difference on the stage, everyone laughed maliciously.

Even the soldiers on the stage looked at the little nun with a lewd smile on his face: "Don't worry, sister, brother will not use too much force."

The little nun held two double knives in her hands. Since she held the knives in her backhand, the short wooden knives rubbed against her sleeves, leaving two red marks.

Someone beside him muttered: "Does this count as losing before the start?" Everyone laughed again.

Princess Yunxia looked at the big man on the stage with some sympathy. The little girl was the most agile of all. She had seen the little girl jump on the bear's neck and pull out the bear's two eyeballs.

This big man can't be more difficult to deal with than a bear.

After two gongs, the competition began.

The big man with a long stick in his hand knocked the little girl's waist with a stick, and just as everyone was about to say yes, they saw the little nun turned around and dodged the girl, but there was a light mark on her waist.

This appearance obviously has not experienced any actual combat, and has no experience in avoiding such weapons.

Seeing the mark on the little girl's waist, everyone sighed in unison. It's a pity, they obviously avoided it, but left a mark on their bodies for no reason.

The big man obviously realized that he had taken advantage of it for no reason. Hearing the regretful sighs of everyone, he felt that his ability had been insulted, and immediately stabbed the little nun's back with the second stick.

There was a reason for him to choose this long stick, this long stick could be used as a spear, as long as it was stabbed at a vital point, he would have won this time.

At this time, seeing the little nun running towards the edge of the ring quickly, the big man immediately stabbed empty.

Everyone groaned in unison, not knowing whether they were lamenting the little girl's flexibility, or lamenting the uselessness of the big one.

Another defeat and everyone's ridicule made the big man very angry. He only heard him shout and chase the little nun with a stick: "Where do you run away?"

The big man's intention was to chase the little nun off the ring, so he won pretty well.

But who would have thought that after he put away his weapon, the little nun turned around and ran back, and took advantage of her size to get behind him.

The big man only felt his shoulders sink, but the little nun had already jumped onto his shoulders.

The big man wanted to reach out to catch him and throw him down, but the little nun's legs wrapped around his neck tightly, and the big man almost rolled his eyes from being strangled.

Not long after, the little nun's two wooden knives pierced his head and neck dozens of times.

The big man felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a plop: It's swollen!
The men present subconsciously clamped their legs, so fast!

(End of this chapter)