Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Three hours have passed, it is almost dusk, the scorching sun, the sweat makes people feel so dull, some people in the queue faint from time to time, and the rest are standing quietly, motionless, in front of them , Sun Wujun and the twenty or so sergeants who stood in front of him were also javelins. Sun Wujun was like a beast, with his hands behind his back, passing by every line and every recruit from time to time. With the same look, anyone who sees it will have a cold heart and a tight chrysanthemum.

With a thump, another recruit fell down. It was a big guy who looked eight feet tall. In Liu Yu's line, Sun Wujun waved his hand, and several soldiers rushed forward to stand up with this man. I dragged on. On one side, under the big locust tree, there were already six or seventy such people who were hot, but the situation was not serious. They sighed one by one while drinking green beans that cool off the heat. Tang, while watching those companions who were still standing in the heart of the sun.

This is already the 142th person who has fallen today. The remaining people, there are 234 or 40 people. Above half of the position, it is already empty. Sun Wujun shook his head and walked to the front of the queue. , Rubbing his fist with his palm, said disdainfully: "What kind of waste is this, there is no one with a weapon, hum, I thought that there were always a few talents among these recruits from Beijing, disappointed, too disappointed. Now! "

Dozens of angry eyes pierced at Sun Wujun, including Liu Yu's dissatisfied gaze, Sun Wujun turned his head and looked at these recruits who were glaring at themselves. During these three hours, almost everyone had Relatives and friends don't fall down, and there are also some distressed soldiers, like Wei Shunzhi who dragged dozens of military sticks. Now Sun Wujun is undoubtedly the object that everyone hates the most, especially after he said this!

Sun Wujun said with a sneer: "Why, still not convinced? Do you think what kind of cottage version of the martial arts fighting conference, you are invincible, you can fight? Or think that you have hit a few horse thieves from the south. Bandits are elite soldiers and soldiers? I tell you, no one has really been on the battlefield, no one has actually killed anyone, or licked blood, and it is not a real man at all! Can you walk sideways? "

Liu Yu did not speak, but his fists were clenched tightly, his bones rang, from small to large, in his heart, Jingkou and his hometown were a sacred place. Insulting him was OK, but insulting Jingkou was not good. Going to the ring, playing tricks, and even hesitating to be against Enshi, isn't it just to fight for your hometown?

But he also knows that Sun Wujun is a person with real skills. Like Liu Laozhi, the feeling of being born on the battlefield is not the same as ordinary people who are born with aura. What I said, the purpose is to excite myself, and then teach myself a lesson, so that these recruits can be contained.

Liu Yu's heart began to work fiercely. Do you want to go out and compete with him? Gu's famous soldiers will train soldiers, many of them are murderous and powerful, maybe Xie Xuan values ​​himself very much, but maybe Sun Wujun and Liu Lao will instead It is not known if I saw myself as a threat in the future and took the opportunity to get rid of it. Would you like to rush directly to compete with one?

As Liu Yu hesitated, a thunderous rumbling came from one side: "Going sideways, seeing the skill of the men, the soldiers may not be as good as the generals, and the generals may not be better than the soldiers!"

Sun Wujun's corner of his mouth slightly ticked, turned around, and looked at the coming person. I saw a man about twenty-two three years old, eight feet long, a big man like an iron tower. He walked in, his face turned purple. , Jianmeihumu, full face of horizontal flesh, and a black stiff suit, can't hide the muscle barriers all over the body, as he raised his hand, the joints and muscles rang in a row, anyone who saw it, could not help but praise A hero hero.

Liu Yu has been in Jingkou for many years and has seen many strong men, but such a strong and powerful man is extremely rare, but this person is familiar with the eyebrows. It seems that he has seen it somewhere, but for a moment, he can't remember it.

Sun Wufin said coldly: "What is your name? Why come at this time?"

The big man took out a piece of elm token from his arms and handed it to Sun Wujun: "My surname is Liu, the name is Jingxuan. I heard that there are heroes here, as well as the best officers and the best training, so just coming."

Sun Wujun directly threw the piece of elm token on the ground: "Yes, there are the best officers and the best training, but the question is, do you think you are the best, are you here? "

Without saying anything, he threw a parcel on his back directly on the ground, made a double fist error, and pulled open the frame: "Is it the best? Come and test your success!"

Sun Wujun nodded with satisfaction: "There really is a fearless ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, let you see what is the real combat skills in the military, so as to avoid the arrogance of Yelang one by one, I do not know the heights of the sky."

He said, and began to untie his cloak, as if to make a fighting frame. Suddenly, his eyes flashed coldly, raised his hand, and only heard a whine, a cold, straight Feina Liu Jingxuan went away.

Liu Jingxuan was just about to open his mouth. This is exactly the time when he wanted to change his breath. He was at a distance of five or six steps, but at such a short distance, he was assaulted by this cold star like a meteor. It was too late to respond, "Yeah", there was a thing on the left shoulder, everyone looked at it, but a small crossbow tail feather was left outside, and the wound began to bleed.

Liu Jingxuan roared: "You, your dark arrows ..."

Before he finished speaking, he just felt dizzy for a while, his eyes were black, and he fell down directly.

Sun Wuzhong waved his face expressionlessly: "Take him to the healer camp! Tell the healer that he has lost his soul in seven steps."

Several sergeants carried Liu Jingxuan, and his package, and walked to the side of the medical camp. Sun Wujun raised his right hand. Under the armor, I saw a four or five inch sleeve crossbow hidden in his Among the armor, the light of a blue awn is obviously quenched.

Sun Wujun's voice sounded coldly: "This is the first lesson that I will teach you today. On the battle front, the enemy will never punch and kick you, and will always use weapons. Unarmed means death. . "

"Second lesson, don't ever think that you are an uncle, you can give orders in front of this general, the soldiers must be bloody, and more obedient, and you can save your life on the battlefield, not your martial arts, but the same iron discipline! "