Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 14 Because I'm Afraid of Pain, All Defenses Are Needed!
Jiang Chen selected a knife and a shield from the weapon rack, and walked to the front of many old soldiers, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word:

"I want to hit ten!"

As soon as this remark came out, a thousand layers of turmoil were immediately stirred up.

The ten old soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they showed anger. The original "third soldier from the left" had a three-inch scar between his eyebrows and was nicknamed "Knife's Eye". It was as red as blood, and it seemed that there was an extra blood eye, and he said angrily:

"Are you looking down on us?"

Around the school grounds.

"puff--"

The old man in military uniform spat out a sip of tea, and turned pale with astonishment: "This young man, does he really think he is the overlord alive?"

In the school grounds, the military judge Feng Quan was stunned for a while, and then his face was full of disbelief, "What did you say? Are you joking? I will give you time to organize your words, and you can say it again!"

Obviously.

Feng Quan still had a kind heart, and he didn't want truly talented people to live among the common people, so he gave Jiang Chen a chance to say it again.

but--

Jiang Chen had already been thinking about it.

The strong defensive power of "Guardian" can even withstand Yangyunlang's full blow. As long as there is enough energy and blood in the body, no matter how many Qingzhou soldiers come, the result will be the same.

Then,

Why not make a big noise and try to make the quality of the "comeback" opportunity to be higher?

Think about this.

Jiang Chen strengthened his belief, and asked in a deep voice: "Sir, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Feng Quan said with a cold face and a blunt tone:
"You said."

Many folks also heard that there was a lot of excitement here, so they ran over quickly and listened with their ears up.

There was a trace of sadness in Jiang Chen's eyebrows and eyes, but this sadness soon turned into an extremely strong resentment, just like the upper body of an actor, his acting skills were overwhelming, and he said in grief and indignation:

"There are a total of [-] civilians working for the Western Army to transport grain. They are all fathers and folks in Qingzhou. They were all forcibly confiscated from the fields and wheat fields. They rushed here, but they were reduced to a pile of consumables. ..."

"A few days ago, the Loulan cavalry invaded, and one cavalry could be five soldiers. They are fierce, victory and defeat, and losses. Can we, the peasants who have never received the Qingyang ceremony, be able to control them?"

"Why, do you have to blame us?"

Many old soldiers including "Daoyan" fell silent. The strength of Shangqianlou Lanjingqi was comparable to that of [-] Qingzhou soldiers. Not to mention, there was the Xiongnu Wuzhu secretly manipulating the enemy's strength. The strength of the enemy should not be underestimated.

Even if these veterans are allowed to go out, the result will not be much better.

Even if all [-] civilians died, it would not help.

Those who have undergone rituals are completely different from those who have not, almost two completely different species!

Many civilian husbands also felt sorry for each other, and immediately put off their thoughts of watching the excitement, and stood silently, and some kind of power that had been hidden for a long time was accumulated in the silence.

Jiang Chen raised his sword and roared loudly:

"At this time today, I just want to ask for those peasants, the two thousand Qingzhou soldiers who transported the grain——

Why?Why should we be discriminated against when we work so hard? "

"Whether you win or lose, live or die, today's battle should be regarded as an outburst of anger for those comrades who died!"

The roar gradually spread away.

Among the sergeants trained near the school grounds, there was a village of 50 soldiers, who originally belonged to Zhang Longxiang and were one of the [-] grain transport soldiers.

After the news that all the winter clothes were burned in the flames of war spread throughout the army, they were often scolded and insulted by the sergeants of other battalions, so they had to endure it silently.

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, all 50 people stopped training, silent, silent, and stopped to look from a distance.

The old man in military uniform put down the teapot and sighed:

"If you can't take it with wisdom, take it with strength, and if you can't take it with strength, treat him with self-deprecation. One day, when you rise to the sky, let those who discriminate and insult you call you grandpa, bow your head and kneel, and say cowardly:' Grandson is wrong, isn't it beautiful?"

"After all, it is the spirit of youth, which is better than failure."

…………

In the school grounds.

Judge Feng Quan shook his head with cold eyes.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. After receiving the Qingyang ceremony, while the physical fitness is greatly strengthened, it will also cause the body to be like a plant, afraid of cold winter and flames.

The burning of all the winter clothes will inevitably lead to resentment in the hearts of many Qingzhou soldiers, and every night of cold, there will be more resentment.

The backlog of dissatisfaction and resentment in the hearts of soldiers is the "poison in the army."

If it is vented on these thousands of civilians from time to time, if it is not done well, there will be a catastrophe!

therefore.

Even if he is very optimistic about this young man, he has no choice but to reluctantly give up!

Feng Quan condensed his face and said with a gloomy expression:
"Since that's the case, let's go together with ten people. I want to see how many punches you can resist?"

Hear this.

The ten old soldiers sighed. After hearing Jiang Chen's words, their hearts were also touched, but the military order was like a mountain, and they had to obey it.

but.

Facing Jiang Chen who had never received the ceremony, they had no shame in using weapons, so they surrounded him with bare hands.

Dao Yan shook his head and said:

"Admit defeat and avoid a severe beating."

"Whoo~"

Jiang Chen exhaled, feeling a little nervous in his heart, but what he did next left everyone around stunned.

Abandon the knife,

Hold the shield!

Despite the many scrutinizing gazes, Jiang Chen calmly said:
"If you don't use weapons, then I don't need them either."

This is a lie.

In fact, the last time he activated the "Defend" fate, he noticed something unusual, and the degree of hardening of his skin was far inferior to that of the Gobi battlefield.

Then,

What is going wrong?
Jiang Chen thought about it for a long time, and deduced a possibility:
"Behavior!"

Actions that fit the fate must be taken in order to maximize the potential of the fate!

Therefore,
He immediately took the exact same weapon from the weapon rack, and made exactly the same actions, giving up the long knife, giving up all offensive behaviors, and focusing on holding the shield!

Withstanding the violent storm-like bombardment of ten Qingzhou old soldiers, it was better than strolling in the courtyard without any damage. This kind of performance should be regarded as "extraordinary excellence", right?
Jiang Chen looked around and said calmly:

"Masters, I'm ready."

The voice just fell.

The ten Qingzhou veterans looked at each other, kicked out, and rushed towards Jiang Chen who was surrounded by the crowd with lightning speed.

A total of ten "heavy punches" that only used forty to five percent of their strength, swung out brazenly!

Their idea was not complicated, and they tried to make the fighting momentum as fierce as possible, but in fact, they suppressed most of their strength and knocked Jiang Chen down as soon as possible to prevent him from being hurt more.

It neither violated the military law, but also preserved this "talented and ambitious" young man.

however.

The moment Qingzhou old pawn Dao Yan swung his fist, he felt as if his fist had hit an indestructible rock.

All the fist power dissipated into nothingness like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Iron cloth shirt? The realm of great accomplishment?"

Dao Yan was full of surprise, the person in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, how could he have cultivated the iron cloth shirt to the level of Dacheng?
Jiang Chen's body shook slightly, and he quickly stood still, regretting in his heart:
"If you can get an offensive fate that is comparable to defending, it is not a luxury to defeat the ten old soldiers in front of you."

(End of this chapter)