Tang Dynasty good brother-in-law

Chapter 883 Cheers
After shouting, Liu Mu did not forget to say to the two Roman slave girls: "How about the strongest man?"

Now that they are slaves, these women from all over Europe have long understood that they have no choice.But at this time, there was a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

The strongest man, following the strongest man will have the best protection.

Whether at home or here, the strongest man will have more wealth than the weaker man.

Finally, everyone fell down, except for a strong captain who had several bruises on his body, but still had sharp eyes, holding up the broken wooden knife, howling to the sky like a tiger howling in a forest.

One of the Roman slave girls untied her silk cloak for the victor to put on.

The astonished eyes of the young captain made the Roman slave girl smile.

Liu Mu snapped his fingers: "Next, we will form a team of a hundred people, and the last one standing is the centurion leader, the second is the fifth ten-man leader, and the third is the ten-man leader. After all the centurion leaders rest for two quarters of an hour, who will be the leader?" Who is qualified to let this beauty put a cloak on him, who is qualified to get a good knife."

The Roman slave girl cooperatively took over the willow guard's knife and raised it high.

Baskets and baskets of wooden knives were brought in and distributed to each Fusang soldier.

Liu Mu pointed to the outside of the school grounds: "One year is limited, and the person with the most meritorious service will become a nobleman and own a manor. Now...start."

Ow...

It was really a pack of wolves, starting with the sound of willows, 3 people were divided into [-] circles and started a scuffle.

Soon there were countless bloodstains on the school field.

A wooden knife will not kill a person, but it is not a problem to break the head and break a few ribs.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yaojin whispered to the lieutenant beside him: "Go and call the 1 candidates to come over and let them also participate in the election."

"General, our ship can only transport 3 people in one batch."

"Silly, can you guarantee that all the 3 people in front of you will go?" Cheng Yaojin pointed at the school grounds.

The Fusang people in the school grounds were much more brutal than the military officers of the Tang Dynasty. There have been no less than [-] cases of fractures, broken hands and other serious injuries.

These injured were pulled to the sidelines by those who had withdrawn from the previous loss, and the military doctors had already stepped forward to treat them.

They are all good soldiers, even if they lose this time, Cheng Yaojin believes that they will still practice hard in the future, and they will definitely be able to deal with Liuzhao severely when they are sent to Lingnan.

This scene, from afternoon to light dark sky.

In the end, only 300 people were still standing, but these 300 people did not rest for a quarter of an hour as Liu Mu asked, after panting heavily. Each of them poured a large bottle of water and immediately rushed towards the others.

"Very good." Feng An was very satisfied with the result, and commented: "At this time, when the enemy and the enemy are very tired, what they fight is fighting spirit. Those with weak fighting spirit will lose no matter how high their martial arts are. Warriors, first of all It’s all about momentum.”

Liu Mu nodded with a smile: "As long as the old man is satisfied."

"Ordnance?" Feng An still wanted sword armor.

"The steel workshop in Fukuoka has prepared [-] horizontal knives, and this time they will be shipped to Lingnan. The wound medicine has already been prepared for Chang'an, and it will definitely be shipped to Lingnan before the end of the year." Liu Mu gave Feng An replied.

Cheng Yaojin said from the side: "Old Feng, don't blame Lao Cheng for my talkativeness. Some things need to be rationalized first. Even if it is unreasonable, you have to make up a reason."

"Well, I've written down what you said, Old Cheng." Feng An raised his hand and cupped his fist.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yaojin said to Hou Junji and Su Dingfang: "Let's start with the bad words, if you get someone to call you back. Don't blame Lao Cheng for not giving you face, when the time comes, Lao Cheng will definitely go."

Hou Junji and Su Dingfang looked at each other, they were inferior to Cheng Yaojin in terms of rank, but they couldn't speak soft words.

Su Dingfang said lightly: "If there are too many loot, please ask General Cheng to help us bring them back."

Hou Junji laughed out loud. Just now he was going to say something hard. Who would have thought that Su Dingfang's words would be more irritating than himself.

Sure enough, Cheng Yaojin kept silent with a dark face.

Defensive generals and offensive generals, ninety-five percent of the generals in the Tang Dynasty wanted to be offensive generals.

Feng An made a suitable one at the side: "Practice for the two generals at night, and get drunk."

"Have a good drink." Cheng Yaojin was confident in his drinking capacity, and was still ready to let Hou Junji and Su Dingfang be carried to the boat.

Over there, the Fusang soldiers have also finished fighting.

The height of the Fusang soldiers who finally won is considered tall among the Fusang people. According to modern sayings, they are 1.6 meters five.But standing beside the 1.7-meter-five Roman slave girl, she just lowered her head halfway.

However, despite the blood on his face, the Fusang soldier kept laughing.

He believed that his descendants would grow up to be as tall as the real Tang people, because he had a woman whose height was no lower than that of Tang people's generals.

"Come here, I will give you a small manor. I will give you one night's vacation, and you can report at the pier before tomorrow morning. I will give you household items and gifts for the seventh grade of Yiwu." Immediately after Liu Mu ordered, someone shouted in Japanese.

The Fusang soldier who won the first place was hit countless times, and one of his ribs seemed to be cracked.

After a simple bandage, I don't know how many Fusang soldiers envied and hated me on the way home with the Roman slave girl.

Liu Mu once again stood on the high platform: "My military regulations of the Tang Dynasty, there is no upper limit to meritorious service, that is to say, as long as you have talents, the meritorious service you get will accumulate infinitely, until you reach the position of a supreme minister. My military regulations of the Tang Dynasty, there is no lower limit to meritorious service, no matter your origin How, even if you were once a slave, you can become a nobleman, and you can become a top nobleman."

"Someone asked, nobility is not just a hat. Then I can answer you. The Ministry of Rites of the Tang Dynasty has a professional training institution. Anyone who reaches the corresponding nobility level will have professional people to guide etiquette and knowledge. Look at Nara City, and the whole Fusang, how many sealed manors are there."

Numerous Fusang soldiers began to commotion, they were very irritated by Liu Mu's words.

Coupled with the stimulation to them by the Fusang soldier who brought the blond beauty home just now, if several generals from Datang were not present at this meeting, they would probably start to howl.

"Is Chang'an beautiful? Chang'an City has a population of one million and is the largest city in the world. For those who have obtained the fourth-rank military rank and corresponding titles, I will leave a house for you in Chang'an City. This is an honor."

"The majesty of the Tang Dynasty is everywhere, Tian Khan...

God Khan...

Tens of thousands of Fusang soldiers began to howl, shouting the words Tian Khan.

As for what Tian Khan meant, they couldn't understand, so they made similar speeches in Japanese, which were just transliteration but no translation meaning.

The Fusang soldiers shouted because of Liu Mu's gesture of raising his arms upwards, shouting the three words "Tian Khan" over and over again.

The entire city of Nara was shaken by this huge sound.

In Nara Fusang Palace, Yako Suga stared blankly in the direction of the school field, listening to the faint voice.

(End of this chapter)