The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 8
Zhao Dongting didn't say anything. During the drill, the sergeant just watched quietly under the banner.

It wasn't until the drill was over that he paced back and forth in front of the army formation, saying: "I thought that my relatives were all the elite soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and that one man could make a hundred heroes, but now it seems that they are nothing more than that." .Although I don’t know martial arts, I can tell that your moves are empty and powerless. They are just for show. In Lin’an City, Master Yang used to practice you in this way?”

Yang Yidong's face was a little ugly.

Zhao Dongting didn't care about him, and continued: "I see you are practicing, it's better to watch monkeys."

What he said was really ugly, even if he was the emperor, some guards still showed indignation on their faces.

Zhao Dongting's eyes glanced over the faces of these guards without any trace, and he knew it secretly.Those who are still indifferent until now are probably veterans, and those who are not convinced should still have a bit of blood.Zhao Dongting never thought of taking over all the guards and soldiers, because it is better not to have some.What's more, Yang Yidong, who is in charge of the infantry guards, can't really be a polished commander.

Concubine Yang Shu would never allow herself to do so.

"What? It seems that someone is not convinced?"

Zhao Dongting walked back and forth in front of the formation twice, with a small smile on his lips, "Since you are not convinced, then show me your true skills."

He wasn't afraid of these waiters getting angry, but he was afraid that they wouldn't even be able to get angry.A person without backbone will definitely not be a qualified fighter.

"You are all the elites of my Great Song Army, the outstanding ones selected from all armies. If you can follow me here when my Great Song Dynasty is in turmoil, I also believe that you are absolutely loyal men. But, my Great Song Dynasty Song was forced to this point by Yuan thieves, what I need is not only your loyalty, but also warriors who can fight well! Are you the warriors of my Great Song?"

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Dongting's voice suddenly rose.

After a guard heard these words, his eyes gradually brightened, and he shouted: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

But there were also some who were still weak and didn't take Zhao Dongting's words seriously at all.

Zhao Dongting carefully kept these veterans in mind, and when the guards stopped shouting, he shook his head and said: "No, you are not. Warriors don't just shout out with their mouths. I only saw the performance of you just now. A group of girls who embroider flowers, but I didn't feel the demeanor that a warrior of the Song Dynasty should have."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Ying Er who was following him, and asked softly, "Ying Er, do you have the confidence to fight these guards?"

Ying'er has a gentle temper, but she still has some confidence in her martial arts. Knowing that Zhao Dongting has her own plans, she nodded immediately and said: "Yes."

Zhao Dongting smiled, then looked at the guards in front of him again, and said loudly: "I know, you are definitely not convinced when I say that to you just now. Oh, it's okay if you are not convinced, and if you are not convinced, come up and talk to me The servant girl who can beat Ying Er, I will promote him to the official position!"

The guards' eyes instantly focused on the delicate Yinger.

It's just that no one made a sound for a long time.

One of the classes, Du Yuhou, wanted to go forward and try, but was stopped by Yang Yidong's eyes.

This guy is obviously from Yang Yidong, and maybe he also knows that Zhao Dongting wants to take over the guards and wants to embarrass Zhao Dongting.But Yang Yidong knew that those guards were taken care of by Yinger last night, so he naturally refused to let Du Yuhou come forward.

If Yuhou loses this time, it will actually boost Zhao Dongting's momentum.At that time, the little emperor might really be able to subdue the guards.

At this moment, Yang Yidong really didn't dare to treat Zhao Dongting like a child anymore.

This little emperor suddenly acted so maturely, it was almost like a divine help.

Seeing that no one came up, Zhao Dongting smiled lightly and said, "What? Don't you have the guts to come up? Or do you feel ashamed to fight a woman?"

No one answered.

Zhao Dongting said sharply, "Then what if the enemy you meet on the battlefield is a woman?"

Finally, a guard walked out of the team, knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to give it a try!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Dongting nodded vigorously.

Ying Er stepped forward and stood a few meters away from the guard.

The guard put the spear and saber on the ground, and then took off the armor. Seeing that Yinger was not moving, he took the initiative to rush towards Yinger.

Probably because Zhao Dongting was so irritated, he completely ignores Yinger's beauty and delicacy, and only has a raging fighting spirit in his eyes.

His feet are vigorous and strong, it can be seen that he has practiced martial arts.

However, when he rushed to Yinger, Yinger's men didn't even hold on for ten rounds.I saw Yinger move and dodge as sensitively as a monkey jumping in a stream. Although the guard was powerful and heavy, he couldn't even touch Yinger's side.Until he was slapped to the ground by Yinger's single palm, he was still in a daze, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Zhao Dongting personally stepped forward to help the guard up, he didn't make fun of him, but asked again: "Who else is willing to come up and try?"

All the sergeants looked at Ying Er now completely differently from before.

If they were still contemptuous of Ying Er before, then now, there is only serious fear.

Everyone knows that those who can become bodyguards and pro-army will not be inferior in skill.But this guy just now was easily taken care of by Yinger.

The guards under him who didn't have any outstanding skills really didn't dare to "show their ugly face" again.

"Is this afraid?"

Zhao Dongting smiled lightly.At this time, it was inevitable that I felt a little disappointed in the guards.

"I come!"

Finally someone came out again, it was a man with a bearded face.

This man was rough and tight, walked out of the team and stood opposite Yinger, he was a real version of Beauty and the Beast.

Several people in the ranks cheered him on.

It seems that this guy's strength should still have some reputation among the guards.

After taking off his armor, he shouted and rushed to Ying Er quickly, with two big palms like cattail leaf fans, he grabbed Ying Er's fragrant shoulders.

Zhao Dongting looked at it without blinking. He thought Ying Er was about to retreat, but Ying Er unexpectedly squatted down slightly, avoiding the big man's hands with both shoulders, and then slapped her palms like lightning one after another. On the chest of the big man.

The big man kept stepping back.

The shouts in the team stopped abruptly like wild ducks being strangled.

"Pfft!"

Until being slapped by Yinger for more than ten palms one after another, and retreating more than ten steps, the big man finally couldn't hold back and sat down on the ground.

There was faint blood at the corner of his mouth.

Ying Er closed her hands and cupped her fists, "Accept!"

If she hadn't been wearing maid costumes, she would definitely be a heroic female general at this time.

Zhao Dongting was drooling as he watched, and sighed repeatedly, "Where can I find such a woman who can enter the living room and go to the battlefield?"

The big man's face was flushed with shame, and he got up and hurriedly returned to the line to stand, with his head bowed down.

But no one around made fun of him, everyone could see that Ying Er's martial arts were extraordinary.

This big man held her for more than ten palms, and he was already very resistant to beating.

In fact, it's not that these guards are not good, but that most of them have learned the tricks of opening and closing, and they are too embarrassed to do their best when they fight against the delicate Yinger, so it is inevitable that they will suffer a lot.

Zhao Dongting said again: "Anyone else come up to try?"

Immediately afterwards, two more guards came up to challenge, but they were still easily defeated by Yinger.

One of the class, Du Yuhou, couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward in person.However, even he only fought with Ying Er for dozens of moves, and he was still defeated in the end.

At this time, Yinger's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and her breathing became heavy.

"It seems that none of these guards are too powerful."

Zhao Dongting felt slightly disappointed, and planned to let it go.

Originally, I wanted to promote a few masters, but now it seems that masters are not so easy to come across.

"I'll try."

And at this moment, from the very end of the line, a voice sounded.

Immediately, a rather tall and straight figure slowly walked to the front.

He walked across to Yinger, and he was not in a hurry to remove his armor, but said: "I won't take advantage of you, let you rest for a while."

Ying Er was really tired after losing several people in a row, so she stopped talking and adjusted her breath slowly.

About ten minutes later, Yinger said: "It's time to start."

The guard slowly removed the armor, placed it neatly beside him, and then put on a posture.

Zhao Dongting's eyes brightened slightly, and he thought to himself: "This guy has a good momentum, is it really a bit of a weight?"

The two on the field quickly played against each other.

Zhao Dongting watched, his eyes became brighter.

Because the guards and Ying'er were coming and going, fighting very fast, and they didn't lose the wind in the slightest.His strength is obviously much stronger than that of the class straight Du Yuhou just now, and he is not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Dongting couldn't help but wonder, "How can you be a soldier with such a good skill?"

"Assigned."

And at the moment when he was in a trance, the guard and Yinger had already decided the winner.

Winner hand, No.40 nine strokes.

(End of this chapter)