Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 109 The Purpose of the Onlookers
Without making everyone wait too long, the village head appeared soon.

He looked at the soldiers following Jiang Yishou, frowned, and was speechless for a while.

In the end, he couldn't help but say, "Master Jiang, all the brothers behind you are here to cheer you on?"

The village head hoped that Jiang Yishou would realize that this matter was an internal problem in their village, and it was very inappropriate to ask for foreign aid.

He was also to blame, I didn't expect Jiang Yishou to be so shameless as to ask for foreign aid.

He has lived for so many years, and has seen countless fights. Even if someone asks for foreign aid, it is all related to his own family, and he is regarded as his own.

Even if the fifth server has been released, as long as you can invite it, it is understandable that others will not say anything.

But like Jiang Yishou, it's too much to invite someone who has no blood relationship to be a foreign aid.

The villagers despised him, but due to Jiang Yishou's coercion over the years, he didn't dare to speak out.

This made the village chief's voice pale and weak.

Jiang Yishou said indifferently, "I can also ask them to invite foreign aid, as long as they can."

With that look and meaning, it's almost like saying "It's my job to be able to invite you. If the other person can't invite you, don't say it's unfair. Anyway, I've given you the opportunity."

"You!" Wen Maoyi was still calm, but the village chief couldn't take it anymore.

Ever since Jiang Yishou gained power, he has never taken him seriously as the village chief. The children of the two families are also enemies everywhere, and there are constant disputes.

In his heart, the village chief hoped that Wen Maoyi's side would win.

In this way, in this village, at least three forces can be formed to form a tripartite situation.

And judging from Wen Maoyi's usual behavior and attitude, he was on his side. In this way, Jiang Yishou could no longer control him in the village.

"Wufang, we don't care about the foreign aid he asks for." Wen Maoyi opened his mouth and rescued the village chief, expressing his attitude of waiting for others.

The people Jiang Yishou invited looked powerful, but in fact, in the barracks, they were of average strength, not even the upper middle class.

In the barracks, the most powerful, experienced, and capable in actual combat are the Four Spirits Army.

Next came some commanders, and after that came commanders of thousands.

Then came the centurion.

Among these people, the better ones all served as corporal commanders and husband commanders in the army.

If they are more outstanding, they will hold the positions of battalion commander and army commander.

The most outstanding batch will be selected as the reserve of the Four Spirit Army.

The people Jiang Yishou invited were not even centurions, so they had more experience than the new soldiers in the army because they had been in the army for a long time.

Jiang Yishou regarded them as magic weapons, but Wen Maoyi and the others ignored them.

It's not like they haven't seen blood before!
They also killed Tartars!

Now that Wen Maoyi had no objections, the village head, the arbitrator, naturally said nothing more.

The village head asked everyone to disperse a little, leaving enough space for them to compete.

If anyone insists on going forward, he will be injured later, but he has to be responsible for it himself, and he is not allowed to ask someone for soup and medicine.

As soon as these words came out, the people who didn't want to retreat hurriedly retreated.

The village head still knows the temperament of the villagers here.

"How are you going to fight?" the village head asked, "One-on-one or group-on-group?"

"Is it two wins out of three? Or is it one game?"

Wen Maoyi looked at the brothers behind him and asked them with his eyes. Everyone said it was casual and it didn't matter.

Wen Maoyi said to the village chief: "We can do whatever we want."

On Jiang Yishou's side, "Let's go together! One game will determine the outcome!"

They are very confident, waiting for others to face a few recruits, isn't that easy to catch?
Why bother with so much complexity, one game is enough.

The village head looked at the number of people on both sides: "Wen Maoyi has twelve people here, Jiang Yishou, you have invited twenty people here, eight more."

Jiang Yishou said very rascally: "His daughter can fight more with less, so it's no problem for him as a father?"

"I just invited eight more people, not eighty more, so it must be all right?"

"You! What a rascal!" The village chief was annoyed.

The surrounding villagers also talked about it, this is simply a rogue act.

Wen Maoyi and the brothers behind him were very calm. They also invited some soldiers from the village to fight when they practiced the formation recently. It is not a problem for them to practice the formation with less and win with more.

Last winter, some of the soldiers who participated in the patrol in the village, Wen Maoyi and others, had a good relationship with Wen Maoyi and others since that battle.

We have been in touch all the time.

After Wen Maoyi and the others learned that Jiang Yishou had invited people from the barracks to fight against them, he invited those people to help them practice.

Therefore, now, with twelve to twenty, they are still very confident.

Facing Shang Jiang Yishou's provocative eyes and provocative words, Wen Maoyi said: "Okay, in order to convince you, we will give you twenty against twelve."

"Hahaha" Jiang Yishou's scheme succeeded, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Okay!"

"Okay," the village head looked at Wen Maoyi in confusion, and shook his head: "Then you guys are ready to prepare, and start after a cup of tea."

The two sides stood in opposite directions, warming up by pressing their legs, kicking their feet, and flexing their wrists.

Among the crowd, Wen Yuze said worriedly: "With few enemies, there are many. Can Daddy and the others win?"

Wan Ning: "Don't worry, Dad and the others will definitely win."

She has also watched the training of Wen Maoyi and others. After all, it is an adult who practiced formations much better than her younger brothers, and the power is also much greater.

In addition, Wen Maoyi has learned internal strength again, and now he can fight ten against one by himself, and the opponent only has eight more, which is no problem.

The very famous twins and triplets from Huanshan Village are here.

Hua Changsheng, 17 years old.

On the first snow day in the widow's village last year, tartars entered the village and killed a woman's son.

After his mother died last year, the girl from the family who was originally engaged to him withdrew.

Those who were supposed to get married this year have not gotten married yet.

In his heart, the hatred for the Tartars grew day by day, and he wanted to fight the Tartars to the death.

Unfortunately, his boxing skills were also learned in the martial arts hall.

In the past, he didn't feel that these fists and kicks were poor. Ever since it was reported in Yaoguan Village that a few female dolls beat the boys in the martial arts hall to the ground, and they were powerless to fight back, he suddenly realized that if he wanted to For revenge, the boxing skills learned in the martial arts hall are not enough.

Today, he just wanted to come over to see what is different about the Wen family's fists and feet.

Among the people watching the fun, there were quite a few people who had the same idea as Hua Changsheng.

These people hate the Tartars more and deeper than other military households in Wucheng.

They want to kill a few more Tartars than make meritorious deeds.

They came today to see if the Wen family's fists are really as powerful as in the "legend".

If it is true, they all want to learn from Wen Maoyi.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly.

Village Chief: "Are you ready?"

(End of this chapter)