The Era of Generals

　　 "The last general will lead!"

　　 Chen Ze stretched out his hand, and a silver-white brilliance entered Li Quanan's body.

　　 Jiangxing, Wu Anguo!

　　 Since getting a new general, Chen Ze has never found a chance to try it. At this time, it happened to be practiced with these men.

　　 In the eyes of everyone, Li Quanan's momentum changed drastically.

　　His body is straight, and after bowing his hands to Chen Ze, he walks into the camp with solemn expression.

　　 The weight of the Qi machine stepped on every step of the way, in the eyes of others, is like a big moving mountain.

　　 His changes made everyone present stunned. Even the fat shopkeeper who was about to speak and stop him stopped temporarily and looked at Li Quanan and Chen Ze curiously.

　　 Although Li Quanan’s changes are strange, who is not one of the people in the camp who is used to seeing big scenes?

　　 After the initial surprise, Meng Yang cursed: "Who the **** are you scaring?"

　　 Huh, Pu Shan's big slap was about to greet the approaching Li Quanan.

"Wait a moment!"

　　 But at this moment, Li Quanan shouted in a deep voice.

　　 "Yeah? Is this scared?"

　　 Meng Yang slapped his palms in the air, with heavy disdain in his eyes, and said: "I thought you were a human being, but it turned out to be that way."

　　 Li Quanan ignored him, glanced around him coldly, and then uttered an angry sentence from the audience.

　　 "One is too few, I want to hit ten!"

　　 Upon hearing this, Chen Ze covered his forehead with his hand, his face was full of dumbfounding.

　　 This Wu Anguo, there is really a problem with intelligence...

　　 He even doubted whether Jiang Xing had hidden martial arts skills. For example, Wu Anguo had his own taunting skills.

　　 "You old thing, you are going to die!"

　　 "Wow, yeah, I'm so mad, the big guy ran side by side and tore the old guy!"

　　 Li Quanan is quite old in the wind and sun all the year round. Although he is only in his early forties, he can still be regarded as an old guy.

　　 One sentence caused everyone to riot, each gearing up, and with red eyes, they wanted to rush towards Li Quanan.

　　 "Well, well, I will do you well!"

　　 Meng Yang approached the water tower, clenching his teeth and clenching his fists, but at this moment...

　　 "Wait!"

　　 There was another violent shout, shaking the audience.

　　 Everyone saw that it was Chen Ze.

　　 "What's wrong with you?"

　　 Meng Yang is speechless, is it true that the whole family does not enter the same door? How can this master and servant be so troubled?

　　 Chen Ze faintly smiled and walked to Li Quan'an, and said slowly: "You want to fight with my entourage, this is naturally okay, but..."

　　 "But what?"

　　 Meng Yang scolded, his chest violently ups and downs with a sulky gas, and he was about to explode.

　　 "But you can't fight for nothing, right?"

　　Chen Ze smiled and said, "There must be something to add, isn't it?"

　　 "Do you want to bet?"

　　 Meng Yang understood, and raised his chin, "What a gambling method?"

　　 "This is simple."

　　Chen Ze smiled slightly and glanced at the angry big guys on the spot, "If I win, then the people here will let me choose. Before the end of this mission, there must be no defiance!"

"Humph!"

　　 Meng Yang snorted heavily, curled his lips and said: "Then what if you lose?"

　　 "Lost?"

　　Chen Ze rubbed his chin, "I think, letting you beat me up doesn't seem to be relieved?"

　　 "If I lose, I will take off my pants and stand upside down and walk around the barracks. What do you think?"

　　 "Slip...bird?"

　　Meng Yang opened his mouth wide, and was speechless for a while.

　　 Other people present also temporarily received their anger, and looked at Chen Ze's lower body with a weird look.

　　 Some people couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this gentle boy elder brother standing upside down with his words in full view.

　　Men, you want face.

　　To be fair, these people here would rather be divided by five horses than they would be able to do such a shameful thing.

　　 really is more than ten times more venting than beating him!

　　 "What do you say?"

　　 Meng Yang looked back at his companion. The other party wanted to play ten each. This bet could not be promised by him alone.

　　 "Come on, who is afraid of whom!"

　　 "Do you still have to think about it, I'm the one!"

　　 "Got a bet!"

　　 There was a wave of responses at a time, let alone ten. These twenty or thirty people in the camp fought bravely for the first place, and almost fought for the ten places.

　　 "Don't grab it!"

　　 Meng Yang let out a violent roar, he still had some prestige in this camp, the chaotic crowd turned to look at him.

　　 "Guo Zi, Aqi, and you, you, you!"

　　 He tapped his finger, pointed out nine of them, and shouted: "Only ten of us!"

　　 No one objected.

　　 Everyone has been in the same robe for many years, who doesn’t know who?

　　 The nine people named by Meng Yang plus himself are the ten most powerful people in this camp. In order to win the bet, he obviously doesn't want to give Chen Ze a chance.

"very good."

　　 Until then, Li Quanan, who was attached to the general star of Wu Anguo, said coldly, "This is what it looks like. The inside is too small. Come out with me!"

　　 Yubi turned and left the camp.

　　 "I see how long you are arrogant!"

　　 Meng Yang was itching with anger, and beckoned fiercely, leading the nine brothers to follow out aggressively.

　　 The rest of the crowd followed suit, leaving Chen Zeqian as a bet on the sidelines, and no one looked at him too much.

　　 "Little brother, you can be older this time."

　　 In an instant, Chen Ze and the fat shopkeeper were left in the camp. The latter walked up to Chen Ze with a wry smile and sighed deeply.

　　 "Oh? What does Mr. Xu say?"

　　 Chen Ze was not in a hurry to go out, and looked at the fat shopkeeper indifferently, carefree.

　　 "Let me ask you, what is the weight of the marching war?"

　　 The fat shopkeeper asked instead without answering.

　　 "There is a saying in the art of war, knowing oneself and the other can win all battles, marching and fighting, and intelligence is the first priority."

　　 Chen Ze replied without thinking about it.

　　 "Yes, you also understand the truth of knowing yourself and the enemy, but why are you..."

　　 The fat shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know who the soldiers of the Shura camp are?"

　　 "Lord Xu, please let me know."

　　 Chen Ze smiled slightly, he was not in a hurry to go out, he just wanted to get information about these people from the fat shopkeeper.

"these people…"

　　 The fat shopkeeper showed his memory and said, "They are not from the Qingyang Empire, but from the Profound Armor!"

　　 "Xuan Jia?"

　　 Chen Ze raised his brows. Before he watched these strong and powerful Kong Wu powerfully, he guessed that it was the elite soldier that Mr. Hua focused on training in the past. How could he be a member of the Xuanjia Empire?

　　 The Xuanjia Empire ranks last among the four empires in terms of strength. Its territory is the smallest, and because of its bitter cold, it is also the most barren in terms of resources, but no one dares to look down upon the Xuanjia Empire.

　　 is also because of living in a bitter cold place all the year round. The people of the Xuanjia Empire are sturdy, and all soldiers under it have outstanding endurance and toughness. Instead, they rank first in the quality of the soldiers of the four empires.

The greatest wish of all the generals on this continent is to have an elite division like a profound armor soldier. Even the general who holds the most elite Qingfeng Army in the Qingyang Empire has said it more than once. If the two armies are facing each other, 600,000 profound armor elites can surpass a million Qingfeng army!

　　 This shows how powerful the Xuanjia soldiers are.

　　 "When the old leaders of the past broke through the Liufeng City of the Zhuyan Empire, they accidentally rescued two hundred mysterious armored soldiers. These people are grateful for the grace of Hua Lao and have since been loyal to Hua Lao."

　　 "For so many years, they don't know how much they have contributed to the Qingyang Empire for Hualao, but it is a pity..."

The fat shopkeeper also expressed his feelings. Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped talking, but kept shaking his head and sighing. At the end, he said: "I think your follower is extraordinary, but if you can say that you can be one to ten, it would be too much. It's big!"

boom!

　　 Before the words fell, a dull and heavy noise came from outside the tent. Then, a sturdy figure flew and smashed through the tent curtain, and fell just at the feet of the two.

　　 I fixed my eyes, and this big man who was beaten shut was not just one of the nine people who had just been selected by Meng Yang?

　　 Fat shopkeeper:? ? ?

　　 Chen Ze with an innocent face shrugged and smiled: "The so-called knowing oneself and the enemy is based on the fact that both sides have equal strengths, but now I only need half, that is, a confidant!"

　　 He grew up in a military camp. He has long seen that these stubborn men are extraordinary, and the words of the fat shopkeeper have confirmed this.

　　 But it was just extraordinary. In comparison, Chen Ze estimated that the strength of these big guys was about the same as the pseudo-general star he had drawn with a black face.

　　 Elite soldiers.

　　 After all, it is still a soldier, but who is Wu Anguo?

　　 That is a fierce man who can resist Lu Bu, the world's first fierce general, with more than ten moves, and can save his life, only to lose an arm!

　　 One dozen, Wu Anguo can't do them?

　　 Is this looking down on Wu Anguo or Lv Bu?

Moreover, at the beginning, Bai Rao was alone in front of the entrance of the valley. He was alone with the sixty and seventy ghosts. Although there were twelve Wei family helpers from the side, most of the pressure was still on Bai Rao. , He was afraid that he would have been in a different place for a long time.

　　 From Bai Rao, Chen Ze was able to roughly guess Wu Anguo's strength.

　　 After all, Wu Anguo's force value is eight points more than Bai Rao!

　　 So Chen Ze is not worried about losing his bet. UU reading www.uukanshu.cOM

"This is impossible!"

　　 The fat shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and suddenly rushed out of the camp at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with his body.

　　 Chen Ze smiled, and leisurely followed.

　　 Outside the tent, the roar shook the sky.

　　 Not only were Chen Ze and the others in this camp, the Xuanjia soldiers in the other nine camps also ran out after hearing the movement. They were forming a big circle at the moment, clapping their hands and cheering.

　　 What made them excited to watch, it was the one-tenth battle.

　　 The fat shopkeeper was very fast, and after rushing out of the camp, he had reached the periphery of the crowd in three or two steps. He squeezed in for a while, and his body was shocked by what he saw.

　　 One dozen ten?

　　 No, it's already a dozen six now!

He said a few words with Chen Ze. Among the ten people headed by Meng Yang, except for one who was blown into the camp, the three people who were still in the field with their eyes closed, looked lost. Combat power.

　　 As for the other six people, they weren't overwhelmed by Li Quanan. From time to time, they could attack each other with a cold shot or two, but it was also obvious that the six of them were already at a disadvantage.

　　 "I **** with you!"

The fat shopkeeper rushed into the crowd. Seeing Meng Yang's face full of anger, he drew a spear from the sidelines and jumped up high, holding the guns high above his head. .

　　 On the other hand, Li Quanan was besieged by three other people at this time, trying to replace one person with injury. He seemed to be angry, and turned a blind eye to the murderous intent above his head, and was about to capture the other two.

　　 Seems like a lose-lose situation!

　　 "No!"

　　 The fat shopkeeper's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately stopped drinking.

　　 But after all, it was still slow.