My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 52: Whether it works or not, you will know if you try it

It is rare for Rong Xian's fox eyes to stay on a woman other than Wei Wan. He squinted his eyes, with the tails of his eyes raised, like a lazy fox.

Shen Huixian noticed it, and hurriedly blocked the figure of his silly sister who was bouncing around with a long knife, and waved at Rongxian repeatedly: "Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji!"

The rising wind blew up the sand on the ground. Rong Xian's brows furrowed slightly as he looked at the woman with sharp movements and overwhelming power. Suspicion gradually arose in her heart. Each of these moves could not be accomplished without battlefield experience.

What makes her different is not just this.

In the past, Wei Awan seemed cold and arrogant, but in fact he had the most delicate mind. When he was young, he was living under someone else's roof, but he was still trying to keep himself safe in front of the King of Wei.

Some time ago, everyone in the Song Mansion was executed, and she managed to save Song Ci.

At that time, he thought that she had never changed.

But now with the smooth and light martial arts, the deadly but deadly attack, and after the goodbye, the long-term suppressed and gloomy emotions will gradually start to plan and plot.

Over the years, Rong Xian never felt that he had ever regretted anything.But at this moment, he actually felt that it would have been better if he had taken her with him.

But he understood that they would not agree.

He always hoped that the blooming of begonia flowers would be slow and natural, but now, it was obviously not the case.

Wei Wan raised his head and glanced at the sky, then focused his gaze on the last three people, and said calmly, "Let's go together."

They saw her skill just now, they knew they couldn't beat her, and they wanted to give up, but Wei Wan saw their intentions, didn't give them another chance, turned back and kicked sideways.

They had no choice but to go forward. One of them raised his foot and blocked Wei Wan's kick from the side. However, his legs were numbed by the shock and he quickly took a few steps back.

On the contrary, Wei Wan settled down and looked at him for a moment with raised eyebrows. There are not many people in the garrison who can take her foot.

Facing the speeding blades on both sides, Wei Wan leaned over to dodge, then grabbed the waists of the two men, and threw them back with great momentum.

The man who took her kick just now bumped up, also with bare hands, but the strength in his hands was obviously insufficient. Wei Wan stretched his brows and focused his attack on his upper body.

Immediately, the two men with knives charged again, surrounded by three sides, Wei Wan jumped up under the help of the blade, and kicked the unarmed man with his chest, using [-]% of his kick strength.

Then, taking advantage of his slack, he immediately handed over the two swords as his own weapon, and used the back of the sword to open the way, forcing the two to retreat.

The moment they landed, the audience fell silent. This kind of competition, under the eyes of everyone, was bright and upright. Who can say that the guards lead the soldiers, it is a practice of favoritism and malpractice!

Who dares to say that it is a country's misfortune for women to lead the army.

The woman landed with her hands behind her back, her clothes fluttered, and autumn leaves fell on her shoulders, her eyes were solemn: "What is the name of the first one to compete with me?"

"I'm Jin Heng." The tall, strong man cupped his fists and raised his hands, with some awe between his brows.

"The son of General Zuo Jin Lu?" Seeing him nod, she looked Jin Heng up and down, "The legs and arms are stronger, both offensive and defensive, and more suitable for riding and shooting. You can pick two hundred of them, just like you." People with strong hands and feet come out."

"From now on, Jin Heng will command the Zhenyan Army as a junior general!"

"The town is the town that guards all directions, and the geese are the geese of Yanmen. This time, I hope that everyone will guard all directions for Yanmen."

Then her eyes fell on the soldier who was able to catch her kick, but was dejected because he was not selected: "You, what's your name?"

The man suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes full of unbelievable surprise, but he quickly recovered and saluted with cupped fists: "I'm here, Jiang Du."

Wei Wan frowned slightly, but his face remained calm: "Jiang Sikong."

Jiang Du bowed: "This is Jiang Sikong's nephew."

"Your base is very stable, which is more suitable for shield defense. From now on, you will lead 800 people to serve as the Xuanwu army. I hope this army will become the strongest shield in this expedition to northern Xinjiang and expel the barbarians."

"The other eight people will lead the remaining 9000 people and serve as the eight armies of red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple and black, and serve as junior generals."

"From now on, you are no different from our Wei family army, and the military discipline is the same." She stood upright, the wind blew on her armor, but she remained calm and calm.

Suddenly, her phoenix eyes were sharp, and her voice changed.

"Those who pretend to be sick before the battle, beheaded."

"Anyone who abandons his weapons in battle will be killed."

"Whoever refuses to obey the superiors, refuses to enter after hearing the drums, does not stop hearing gold, kills civilians and rapes women will be beheaded."

"If one person retreats, kill one person. The whole team retreats, and kills the young general. If the young general dies in battle and the whole team retreats, then kill the whole team."

Wei Wan's frail figure, carrying the decisive oppression of the superior, looked down at everyone: "Do you understand!"

The [-] garrison troops bowed their hands in solemn worship, and they all responded.
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It was getting dark, and two black horses galloped out of the self-camp, driving side by side, towards the small village in the east.

"Today's A-Wan is really a woman, so intimidating!" The sphenoid bone mask on Rong Xian's face was tied to the reins. He tilted his head and smiled, with the spirit of a young man.

"Heh..." Wei Wanmi looked back with squinted eyes, his long eyelashes slightly lowered like cicada wings, "Then why don't you stop three inches away."

Rong Xian's voice was extraordinarily gentle against the moonlight, and he smiled lightly: "Brother, you can't."

"Otherwise, if there are too many, A-Wan will be unhappy."

"Rong Xian, just be a human being." Her tone was very light, but she could hear the slack in it, with a bit of lightness in her laziness, "Always be a fox, maybe one day you will be taken away for food. "

Hearing this, his thin lips curled into a superior arc, and a wrinkle appeared on his eyelashes. He glanced at the moon hanging in the sky with his eyes: "It's too tiring to maintain a human body, brother's cultivation is not enough."

"If Ah Wan can transform into a tiger and protect my brother, then my brother will be extremely safe."

Wei Wan curled up the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with danger, and let out a breath of cold air, without giving in at all: "Then you are really... not good enough."

Rong Xian chuckled, just like the rustling of the leaves around him: "Wang will know if he tries it himself or not."

"This kind of thing can't be easily explained. You have to experience it yourself to see the joy in it."

"Oh?" She raised her eyes slightly, with a bright and wanton look, "It seems that brother has been through many battles and knows the joy of it. After the battle, Ah Wan is willing to discuss it with brother. "

Rong Xian raised his brows slightly, and when he looked back, he saw the playfulness in Wei Wan's eyes, and the light smile disappeared with the wind: "Ask each other for advice."

(End of this chapter)