palm river mountain

Chapter 277
What can a woman do?
This kind of sentence...

Duan Yi has been able to hear cocoons in her ears since she was a child.But so what?She just likes to see those people kneeling unconvinced.

Zhao Changan blushed.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Duan Yi say, "Although I, Duan Yi, am a woman, I am not a small-hearted person. What you said earlier, the two armies will fight again and decide the outcome, but I cannot agree."

When the Xiangyang army heard this, they were in an uproar, and some of the brave ones yelled, "Are you afraid of losing?"

Duan Yi listened, and chuckled, she tapped the newly bought oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and looked up.

"The losers tell the winners, are you afraid of losing? If there is a storytelling and amusing competition in Shannan Dongdao, I'm afraid you will be asked to take the top prize. It's really funny."

As Duan Yi spoke, her color changed.

She put her hands behind her back and straightened her waist. Although she was still wearing a shirt and a ring, the soldiers of the Xiangyang Army who were present were shocked, and felt the killing spirit that can only be found in the army. .

The little girl in front of her is not Mei Jiao'e, but a female general who can kill.

In yesterday's battle, the rear troops of the Chinese army like Zhao Chang'an didn't squeeze into the Xiangyang city tower at all, let alone saw Duan Yi kill Tian Chuying.

It's just that I've heard about it, but I've never seen it with my own eyes, so I'm not convinced.

"I, Duan Yi, have never been afraid of losing. In this world, there is no general who won't lose forever."

"However, any responsible general will not allow her soldiers to make unnecessary sacrifices. Are you wild bulls that go mad when they see the red cloth, or are you cockfights that are kept in the garden?"

"It's not about defending the country, it's not about fighting the world. Soldiers should die on the battlefield, not in the martial arts arena, and die without honor."

There was no sound at the scene, and Zhao Changan's expression became more and more complicated when he listened.

Duan Yi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "But you are right, since we are military generals, then follow the rules of generals. If you refuse to accept, then I will beat you until you are convinced? Fist is the last word."

"Zhao Changan, do you dare to fight?"

As Duan Yi said, she glanced at the commander of the Xiangyang Army next to Zhao Changan, "If the others refuse to accept it, they may come to fight, but they must be quick, otherwise, my sugar oil cake will be cold .”

Before Zhao Changan could come out, a gray-haired veteran rushed out first.

"Old man, Sun Ying, please enlighten me, Mrs. Duan San!"

Duan Yi nodded and raised the umbrella in her hand, "If I win, the old general must call my lord to serve me loyally. If I lose, the gate of the camp is open, and the old general can leave Xiangyang with his subordinates city."

Sun Ying was taken aback, and pondered for a moment, "Is this really true?"

"Well, when a young lady speaks, it's hard to catch up with a four-horse horse. Naturally, a man doesn't have the ability to turn his face away."

Sun Ying's face darkened, he stopped talking, and holding the crescent shovel in his hand, he attacked Duan Yi.

Duan Yi didn't panic, she didn't even take a spear, she just used the oiled paper umbrella in her hand as a weapon, and went towards Sun Ying.

"I also like to eat the sugar oil cake when it's cold!"

Duan Yi listened to this familiar shout, and glanced out of the corner of her eye, only to see Su Yun, Wei Meng and the others entered the camp at some point, standing in a row, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Qi Lang asked someone to move the stools and chairs, and Cheng Qiong sat on the military drum stand with Cheng Qiong, drinking tea and eating the morning food brought by Duan Yi, like an old Feng Jun sitting in the theater listening to an opera.

Seeing Duan Yi looking over, Cheng Qiong waved his hand, "Master! Go!"

Duan Yi thought, what crime did she do in her previous life to have such a subordinate?

"Where are the lords fighting, you sit and yell! It's unreasonable!" Duan Yi said, using the oiled paper fan as a mace. The fan hit his back with a slap.

Sun Ying felt a numbness in his back and stopped moving.

He put away the crescent shovel and cupped his hands at Duan Yi, "So-and-so lost."

With only one move, and it was exactly the same move that Zhao Changan used against Li Yuan before, he lost.

Sun Ying ordered his men to put away their weapons and took a step back.

Zhao Changan pursed his lips, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that, except for himself, everyone else had taken a big step back. He turned his head and saw that the lieutenant general and his subordinates Regardless of the soldiers, they all put away their weapons and looked at him sympathetically.

Ten thousand crows flew past Zhao Changan's heart!

no!Obviously, you couldn’t sleep last night, and you told me your heartfelt heart, we share the same hatred, and vowed to show the backbone of the Xiangyang Army, and never let a woman ride on the head to domineering!

What does this mean now?
Duan Yi watched, and looked at Zhao Changan teasingly, "It seems that you are really dissatisfied!"

As she spoke, her figure flashed, and she took the lead in attacking Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan has never seen such a fast movement. He swung his long sword, trying to see Duan Yi's moves clearly, but soon he was stretched, and the head of the oil-paper umbrella poked at him everywhere. .

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Changan's forehead. He fought and retreated all the way until he had no way to retreat and bumped into the deputy general. Then he shouted, "I lost."

Duan Yi pointed at the umbrella, "Is there anyone who is not convinced? If you are not satisfied, you can come up and fight."

The Xiangyang army was completely silent.

"That's it? Haha, Duan San, come quickly, this sugar oil cake is still hot! Mr. Qi is not afraid of getting his teeth missing even at his age, so he insisted on rushing to eat it. I snatched it over and kept it for you!"

"I didn't say it! You guys can't figure it out? Who is Duan San? One can hit a hundred of you!"

Duan Yi listened to Su Yun's wow, cleared her throat, took the sugar oil cake he handed out, held up the oil-paper umbrella, and stretched, "So I'll go back to sleep and sleep in the cage."

She said, patted the ashes on her skirt, walked out swaggeringly, got on the horse, and went straight back to the mansion.

After entering the room, Lingji was still asleep, and Zhilu had already asked Zhilu to put away the amulet.

She had just sat down, and before she had a mouthful of sugar oil cakes, Mr. Qi limped in.

"You can still eat it. Earlier, Zhao Changan and Sun Ying were just throwing stones to ask the way. Don't be so shameless that you think they have been making a fuss all morning, and they will kneel after you two moves."

Duan Yi pointed to her own face, "I have a small face like a melon seed, sir, you have a face as big as a bowl. Moreover, this time, sir, I got an eye. One of them was throwing stones to ask for directions, but the other was Yes or no."

Qi Langzhong frowned, "It's better to follow the plan we agreed at the wine table yesterday, and wait until it gets dark."

(End of this chapter)