From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

Wang Yong woke up and wanted to say that he was not afraid, but when he met Gu Heng's eyes, he told the truth: "I am afraid!"

"You're right! How many years have you been in the army? When did you come to the Sundering Battalion? Was it like this before the Sundering Battalion?" Gu Heng asked Wang Yong.

Seeing that Gu Heng was not angry, Wang Yong was a little surprised. He quickly reacted and answered Gu Heng's questions one by one.

From Wang Yong's mouth, Gu Heng had a general understanding of the situation of the armor-piercing battalion.

The armor-piercing battalion has existed for a long time, and there are only these men and horses, not Fan Chou deliberately created it in order to target them.

Wang Yong and the others were all eliminated from other military camps and thrown to the Sundering Battalion. .

Chapter seventy-ninth big tone

Take Wang Yong himself, for the first time this year, at the age of seventeen or sixteen, he fought the enemy for the first time.

He walked down the battlefield, vomited out his bile, and then arrived at the Sundering Camp. Everyone knows these embarrassing things in the past.

It was even regarded as a joke and circulated in other camps, so Wang Yong didn't hide it, even if he didn't say it himself.

Gu Heng will soon learn from other people that in the armor-piercing camp, there is nothing to do, everyone likes you the most, and I demean each other.

How can people who can come here have no jokes?But, more and less!

Of course, with the exception of one person, Peng Mao, the captain of the thousand, was a six-rank general officer of the eight classics.

It was the first time that Gu Heng knew Peng Mao's identity. Previously, Peng Mao just greeted him indifferently and did not show off his captain's hat.

Of course, facing Zhang Xiu and Gu Heng, he had nothing to show off.

"Boss Peng is different from us. We were thrown into the armor-piercing camp because of the trash, while Boss Peng 910 committed a crime, disobeyed his orders on the battlefield, and committed the crime of beheading, but he didn't die, so he came here."

"Listen to Lao Huang, with the credit of Boss Peng, if he didn't have a bad temper at the beginning, he could be the leader of a battalion with less talk now." Wang Yong's words did not conceal his admiration for Peng Mao.

Gu Heng nodded. From this point of view, that Peng Mao was still very knowledgeable, and he could not die if he disobeyed orders on the battlefield. It is not surprising that he knew some inside information in advance.

As for the Sundering Battalion, the name sounded loud, but in fact, it was like a garbage dump, and it never lived up to its name.

However, Gu Heng still saw something else from it, and took a sip from the wine.

On the side, Wang Yong looked at Gu Heng with bright eyes, hesitated again and again, and finally summoned the courage to ask: "Master Gu, don't you think it's funny?"

Gu Heng was stunned: "What's so funny?"

"I used to talk to people about this, and others could laugh and cry!" Wang Yongdao.

"But in my opinion, this is a normal thing. How can you not be afraid of fighting on the battlefield?" Gu Heng reacted, and Wang Yong still cared about his cowardice.

Wang Yong's eyes changed.

Gu Heng went on to say, "If you were asked to fight to kill the enemy, would you still be afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" Wang Yong shouted in a deep voice, extremely serious.

In other words, he has been waiting for someone to ask him this question, and if he can take him to fight again to kill the enemy, he will really not be afraid anymore.

Wang Yong's words were not afraid, which overshadowed all the other voices, and all the other people who were noisy stopped and looked back at Wang Yong.

Faced with so many eyes, Wang Yong dodged subconsciously, this is the shoulder, suddenly there is a hand.

Wang Yong's heart was shocked, and he no longer had the slightest fear, and looked at the others firmly.

"I'm really not afraid!" Wang Yong emphasized again.

"Of course, no one will be afraid, but it's one thing not to be afraid, and it's another thing to die. If anyone wants to leave, they won't force it!"

"And it also pays tolls. If you are homeless, or the state capital is divided, and can't go back to your hometown (cfaj), I will find you a place to live, with food to eat, and land to grow. As for whether you can ask for it Wife, then I can't control it!" Gu Heng continued.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned again.

"Toad yawns, what a big tone!" Peng Mao sneered.

"Dare to ask the adults, if you act like this, if the above will be held accountable?" In the camp, an old soldier asked after a moment of silence.

"I'll take it!" Zhang Xiu said in cooperation with Gu Heng.

Gu Heng continued: "Fan Chou kept the name of one of your armor-piercing battalions just for the sake of paying for nothing. Putting you here as decorations can be used to fool the guards in the past."

"But now, it's doomed to be impossible to still want to take empty pay, so naturally there is no need to force you to stay."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone including Zhang Xiu looked solemn, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

A layer of window paper, it's fine if you don't pierce it, but if you pierce it, it would be a big disaster. The people in the armored battalion, I really didn't expect that Gu Heng was so courageous that he even dared to say this.

Zhang Xiu is strange. He didn't know about the Sundering Camp with Gu Heng. How did Gu Heng know?

This is what Gu Heng had just seen from Wang Yong's words.

Gu Heng and Zhang Xiucai came to the Sunder Armor Camp for most of the day. A lunch was like chewing wax, but a dinner made everyone lose sleep.

On the second day, an old soldier finally had the courage to come to Zhang Xiu to resign. Zhang Xiu acted resolutely and agreed on the spot.

After finishing the documents, I brought the seal of the armor-piercing battalion given by the royal family, and covered it all at once. In just one morning, sixty-eight people from the armor-piercing battalion left forty-three, leaving twenty-five people, including some Several were hesitant.

It is not easy to return home these days. Most of the people who left went to Wuli Village under the guidance of Gu Heng.

The already shabby military camp has become even more shabby now, and it can't even compare with the bandit stockade, making it impossible for people to look directly at it. .

Chapter [-] Do you want to come

Peng Mao finally couldn't sit still, and after Gu Heng and Zhang Xiu sent one person away again, they came to the tent.

Zhang Xiu was sitting in the main seat, holding the general seal of the Sundering Battalion in his hand, and he sighed at the seal, as if he was addicted to stamping.

On the other side, Wang Yong researched ink for Gu Heng, and Gu Heng took a writing brush to write documents.

As long as there is a resignation, Gu Heng only needs to add the name of the future person, Zhang Xiu Da ~ print a cover, and that's all.

After that meal last night, Wang Yong had become Gu Heng's little follower, a lieutenant who would die for his confidant.

In the end, it was Lao Huang, who took out the few rations from the Armored Armored Battalion and paid the toll to Paoze, who had resigned.

Paoze, you can say the same, although these people in the Sundering Battalion have never been on the battlefield together.

Gu Heng looked up and saw Peng Mao, and said, "General Peng is here to resign too? But we can't decide this matter here. General Peng has to write his resignation letter and hand it to General Fan, and let General Fan decide!"

Peng Mao's face twitched: "Do you think this is a broken pot?"

"In addition to breaking the jar, there is another saying that it stands after breaking." Gu Heng said.

Vice-general Ma Liao must have been sent by Fan Chou, there is no doubt about that, but Peng Mao's butt is sitting there, so it's hard to say.

Soon, someone else came in and came to resign.

This time, there was only one less armoured battalion.

After Peng Mao was stunned, he reacted and said with a sneer, "Do you want to send everyone away so that you can directly pull a battalion from General Zhang Ji's side?"

"It seems that you know a lot!" Gu Heng was a little surprised.

"It's really unfortunate for the Zhang family to have such a prodigal son!" Peng Mao mocked.

Zhang Xiu's face sank, and he really wanted to hit someone.

At this moment, in the camp, Malio's voice sounded again: "What about the people in broad daylight?"

After going through three or four tents in a row, he finally came to the big tent where Zhang Xiu was.

"My surname is Zhang, the military order is coming for you. What else do you have to say?" Malio angrily slapped the new military order on the bookcase in front of Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu stood up neatly, without even looking at the military order, and said, "Then pull out the camp, send the order down, hurry up if you want to leave, pull up the camp after lunch, and go to Fanshui Pass!"

Zhang Xiu's obedience surprised Ma Liao, and what he said made Ma Liao even more confused.

Look at the other people in the big account, what's the situation?

It wasn't until someone came to resign that Ma Liao reacted, and hurriedly went out and looked around in the various large tents.

When they came back, Qi Qiao was so angry that smoke came out: "Zhang Xiu, are you crazy? There are only twelve people left in the entire armor-piercing battalion?"

"No, it's eleven!" Zhang Xiu pressed the big seal in his hand and sent another one away.

Among the remaining eleven people, including Zhang Xiu, the main general, as well as the lieutenant General Ma Liao, the commander Peng Mao, the general food officer Lao Huang, and Gu Heng, an outsider who is not in the military.

All the names sound quite loud, but they are all bare commanders.

Malio turned his head angrily and left.

Soon, during lunch, Fan Chou couldn't help but invite him to the Sunder Armor Camp.

Just like when Gu Heng and the two came to the armor-breaking camp yesterday, Gu Heng stood in the middle of the camp with a bowl of millet and rice and asked Fan Chou:

"Master Fan, do you want to have some?"

With his own way of returning to his own body, Fan Chou's mood at this moment is exactly the same as Zhang Xiu's situation when he saw the Sunder Armor Camp yesterday.

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However, he did not have the patience of Zhang Xiu, so he directly broke into the tent, found Zhang Xiu, and asked fiercely, "Zhang Xiu, what are you trying to do?"

Zhang Xiu showed Fan Chou the military order sent by Ma Liao, and said, "Adjust the anti-flooding gate, and go after dinner!"

boom!

Fan Chou slammed his fist on the table with such force that it almost shook Zhang Xiu's tableware and chopsticks.

"Give me all out!" Fan Chou shouted, wanting to chat with Zhang Xiu alone.

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When he arrived, he pointed at Gu Heng and said, "You stay."

In the big tent, there were only Gu Heng and the others left. Fan Chou laughed angrily: "Okay, you two descendants, it's interesting, don't think that you can force me to make concessions."

"You two do this, and at most you will splatter my blood in the end, but you two are dead, but if you obediently lead your troops to Fanshui Pass and fight a few small battles, if you win, the Grand Master will be happy, not necessarily without it. way to live."

"So, please don't make any fuss, my patience is limited. I have seen the Wuli Village in the east of the city. It looks good, but it can withstand a few cavalry charges?"

After listening to Gu Heng, he said: "I want the horse to run, but I don't want to give it grass. I'm afraid there is no such thing in the world. The two of us won, and it was all thanks to General Fan, but the two of us lost. "You can't let General Fan take all of the good things, right?"

Threats are not necessarily a bad thing, at least it proves that Fan Chou has some scruples, doesn't it?

Fan Chou hesitated for a moment, then said again: "Give you a thousand soldiers and horses to go to Fanshui Pass for at least a month, and after that, whatever you want!" Jiu.

Chapter [-] Everyone Calculates

Fan Chou's words were clear enough, but no one answered in the army tent for a long time.

Gu Heng first looked at his fingers, then lowered his head and stared at his toes. He lightly used his toes to crush the dead grass on the ground, as if he hadn't heard Fan Chou's words at all.