Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 28 Qin Guo has many generals

A total of 20 people came to Baihu Village this time. When those 20 people stood in front of Yang Ming, Yang Ming realized how ridiculous the so-called 'thugs' in Heifeng Village were.

Most of the 20 people who appeared in front of Yang Ming were in their 20s, and there were only three young people, but they were all [-] people in battle armor, holding long swords, hard bows, and quiver. , a look armed to the teeth.

If these people were allowed to defend themselves, it would be almost impossible for Yang Ming to defeat the opponent since Yang Ming had never comprehended the power of Fengshen's legs before. Among them, it is also the most elite existence.

Under Bai Po's introduction, Yang Ming soon had a lot of uncles and brothers. At this time, Zi Nu also very tactfully forgot her identity as the boss, and turned into a dutiful little woman. As the hostess, she prepares a banquet for everyone in Baihuzhai.

During the exchange of toasts and cups, the people who met for the first time quickly became acquainted. After a few words, Zi Nu also understood what the origin Bai Po was talking about.

"So, Yang Ming is still the queen of Qin?" In front of the giant long table in the center of the hall, Zi Nu held the wine bowl reservedly and sipped lightly.

"After the gate, you think highly of me." Yang Ming, who was sitting side by side with Zi Nu, shook his head.

"How can you be so high-spirited? Your Yang family joined the army in the Qin Dynasty. Although you have never produced any famous generals, you have had the rank of five doctor-level titles in the past. I heard that Yang Duan and that boy have developed in recent years. They are quite new. Wang Xinzhong, if your father hadn't encountered the misfortune of the year, he would be no worse than Yang Duan and that boy." Bai Po said from the side.

How could Bai Po, who was extremely satisfied with Zi Nu's personality and ability, make Yang Ming lose his confidence in front of Zi Nu, so when Yang Ming denied it, Bai Po was full of praise for Qin Yang's family.

"Yang Duanhe?" Yang Ming asked in surprise, this is also a familiar name, and it has left a mark in the history books.

"It seems that your father didn't tell you anything." Seeing Yang Ming's surprised expression, Wang He thought it was the first time Yang Ming had heard of this name, so he couldn't help but said from the side: "Your father is good at everything, martial arts and resourcefulness are in the middle." We are all outstanding among these people, but there is only one thing that people don't like very much, and that is too much thinking."

"Wang He, don't talk nonsense. Yang Xi has a quick mind, so he naturally thinks more. Didn't Lord Wu An admire Yang Xi's quickness back then? Do you think everyone is as heartless and reckless as you are?" Are you in a state of mind?" Seeing that Wang Heyue's words were going too far, Bai Po scolded him.

Saying bad about the father in front of the son is not what an elder should do.

"Well, I'm not saying bad things about him, I just think he's too tired after living like that." Wang He muttered.

"Miss Zi, don't look down on us now that we have fallen into bandits. Those of us think that we were very well-known people in Qin State back then. Not to mention, this old boy Wang He was born in the Wang family. , I heard that his cousin Wang Jian has been doing well in the past few years, I am also born in the Bai family of Mei County, and Yang Ming is also a member of the Yang family in Huayin, a proper child of everyone." Bai Po said.

"There is also Li Gonggao, a member of the Li family in Longxi." Bai Po pointed to a middle-aged man beside him whose arms were as long as his knees but who was using his long arms to sweep up the food on the plate in front of others in the distance.

"I'm ashamed, my family is small, I can't compare with Bai and Wang." Li Gonggao, who was busy cooking, could only put down his chopsticks when he heard Bai Po talking about himself, and said with a look of shame.

Zi Nu looked at the group of older people around the long table eating hazelnuts, her delicate and charming face could not hide her shock. She knew that Bai Po had a special background, but she never thought that Bai Po and these people would have Such a big history.

The Bai family, Wang family, Yang family, Li family, and several famous generals of the Qin state are almost all here. If there is another Meng family, then almost all the famous generals of the Qin state are here.

"White Tiger Village is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. If you add another Montessori, it will almost wipe out all the generals of Qin." Zi Nu, who is good at communication, covered her mouth and said in a shocked manner.
"Then, Meng Chi, from the Meng family." Wang He pointed to a bearded middle-aged man near the end of the long table.

"The distant branch, the distant branch, and the current Patriarch's lineage are almost out of five clothes, so they don't get much light." Meng Chi, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and extra thick temple hair, explained.

"Meng Chi is indeed a distant branch, and the relationship with that old man Meng Ao is far away, but Yang Ming is a genuine descendant of the Huayin Yang family. If it weren't for what happened in the past, there would be a fifth prince now." Bai Bai Po bragged about Yang Ming's family background.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Zi Nu, who is also a human being, can't see the other party's thoughts, but, I should be several years older than this little guy Yang Ming, okay?Zi Nu couldn't laugh or cry in her heart.

Just, the question of age?Actually not too old.When Zi Nu's eyes turned to Yang Ming's side face inadvertently, she subconsciously thought of it.

"It seems that I really picked up a treasure this time." Zi Nu said with a smile. As for what Zi Nu said, everyone may have their own understanding.

"That's natural." Seeing that his words had finally had an effect, Bai Po couldn't help being relieved.

"Brother Yang, Uncle said that your white tiger seven kills style has been cultivated to a level not weaker than his. I am crazy about how old you are, my aptitude is dull, and I have barely started to practice. I want to ask Brother Yang for advice here. Fan." The young Wang Heng, one of the last three seats, stood up and said to Yang Ming.

"It's just my uncle's praise. It was not long ago that I was able to start practicing the white tiger's seven kills style." Yang Ming said.

While Yang Ming was speaking, all eyes were focused on Yang Ming. Although the relationship between Yang Ming and them allowed them to sit here and drink the same jar of wine, the habit formed in the army in the early years Or let them prefer another way of communication.

"However, since Big Brother Wang wants to compete, I have no reason to refuse, please go outside." Yang Ming stood up while speaking, and walked out of the lobby.

In a short while, the open space outside the lobby was already full of people, all of them staring at Yang Ming and Wang Heng in the arena. Fighting is one of the few recreational activities in the world of bandits. .

"Please." As soon as Wang Heng finished speaking, his waist arched, and he rushed towards Yang Ming almost like a catapult.

Although the white tiger seven kills style is just a set of martial arts, different people will practice different fighting styles, and Wang Heng's fighting style is obviously based on speed.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Heng's attack was almost an afterimage, rushing towards Yang Ming at a speed that ordinary people could not react to, but since Yang Ming unlocked the Fengshen legs, who can be called the one in front of him in terms of speed? fast word.

Wang Heng's speed is fast, but Yang Ming's speed is even faster. When he and Bai Po tried moves before, Yang Ming fought with strength, but now he is facing Wang Heng, who is good at speed, Yang Ming is fast with speed.

Even if the afterimage of Wang Heng's fists and feet rushes between attacks, Yang Ming can kill him within a square inch of his palm.

Gradually, Wang Heng's speed became slower and slower. As the saying goes, one bang, then decline, and three exhaustion. Wang Heng's high-intensity attack obviously has no chance to exhaust three times. At the moment when his attack speed declines, Yang Ming had already swung his fist, and the huge force cut off the opponent's attack. He hit the opponent's arms that could only barely cross in front of him, making him back again and again.

It wasn't until Yang Ming, who came later, grabbed his forearm, that he avoided the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground.

"I lost, you are better than me." Wang Heng rubbed his swollen arm and sucked in the cold air.

"You are not weak." Yang Ming said.

"Alright, alright, let's finish the work and continue to eat, but the feast is not finished yet." Under the solemn gaze of Shuan, Zi Nu yelled from the side.

The muscles have been shown, and the next step is naturally to play emotional tricks.

(End of this chapter)