Chapter 53: The good fortune of the frontier army (first update, please follow up)
"Thank you also for the two Qi and Blood Pills given by Master Shenjiang. Only the little one is lucky..."
"Hey, what's the big one?" Liao Mingxu interrupted Jiang Lin's words and said with an unhappy expression: "You are from Master Wei, and we are also from Master Wei. Since we are all our own people, we are brothers. Where does the size come from?”
The commander on the side smiled and said: "We are all older than you, just call me brother. You already know the name of the general, I am Xu Fenglei, the commander of the Nanling Camp."
"I am guarding Song Tianjiu at the Nanling Camp."
"Nanling Camp Guard Fang Zhisheng."
Jiang Lin hesitated a little. These people were at least thirty or forty years old. According to their age, calling them uncle was not an exaggeration. Calling them brother seemed inappropriate.
At this time, Old Man Wei said quietly: "They are so afraid of shouting."
"That's right, you don't dare to shout even if we ask you to. Could it be that such a conceited person is actually a coward?"
Liao Mingxu's words were of course a provocation. When Jiang Lin mistakenly thought that they were holding Old Man Wei hostage, he was the first to jump out to stop them, which proved his extraordinary courage.
Jiang Lin burst out laughing and had no choice but to bow his hands and bow: "My younger brother has met several older brothers. If necessary in the future, I will definitely obey my orders."
These words lowered his attitude and were not too humble. Liao Mingxu laughed loudly and patted Jiang Lin's arm a few times: "Okay, okay, our military camp and the blacksmith camp are the same family. Of course, it will be useful when it's useful." .”
Speaking of the blacksmith camp, Jiang Lin remembered the business and quickly pointed to the cart of weapons and said: "The weapons we requested earlier are not all completed yet. Master ordered me to send these here first."
"Fang Zhisheng, call a few people to send the weapons to the warehouse." Liao Mingxu ordered.
After guard Fang Zhisheng responded, he took Jiang Lin's arm and said with a smile: "Is this your first time in the camp, brother Jiang? Let's go, brother will show you the world!"
Although Old Man Wei did not want Jiang Lin to join the army, Liao Mingxu fell in love with his talent when he saw his amazing physique.
Thinking about the young man, who doesn't want to make achievements? I have never seen the power of the military camp before.
If he is allowed to broaden his horizons, when the time comes, will Master Wei be able to stop him?
Old Man Wei also saw what he was thinking. Just as he was about to speak, Du Si Xu Fenglei took a step across and said with a smile: "Master Wei, have you been feeling better recently? There is good medicinal wine in the army. I will give you some to try." Taste? ”
With such an interruption, Jiang Lin had been dragged away by Liao Mingxu.
Old Man Wei looked at Xu Fenglei, his eyes were cloudy, but he felt an indescribable sense of oppression.
Xu Fenglei laughed sarcastically and said: "I have no intention of stopping you. If you want to settle the score, you have to go to the general."
Old Man Wei said nothing and looked towards the direction Jiang Lin left, wondering what he was thinking.
Not long after, Jiang Lin followed Liao Mingxu to the place where the sergeants were training.
I saw many burly sergeants wearing uniform armor, arranged in a neat square formation. As loud orders were sounded, their movements were as precise and powerful as machinery.
Some held long spears and practiced repeatedly stabbing, picking, and sweeping. The tip of the spear cut through the air and made a sharp whistling sound.
Some held their swords tightly, generating wind with each step. Each sword slashed into the air, bringing up phantoms with majestic momentum.
Not far away, a group of cavalry was galloping on horseback. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, kicking up clouds of dust.
Either riding alone, showing superb riding skills and flexibility, or charging in a group, every time the saber is swung, it seems to be able to cut off all obstacles.
Shouts and flags for formation changes came and went, making people feel excited.
Liao Mingxu glanced at Jiang Lin's expression and laughed loudly: "Brother, how are you doing during the training in my camp?"
Jiang Lin quickly handed over his hand and said: "Liao... I'm just kidding. I'm just a blacksmith's apprentice and know nothing about marching and combat. Just seeing how serious the soldiers are in training, you can tell that their combat effectiveness is extraordinary."
"Hahaha, that's natural. None of my soldiers are cowards. Even if you hold back at the Nanling Camp, if you really go to the battlefield, you will still be unstoppable!" Liao Mingxu looked confident. This was a side effect. The military's confidence.
There is either a scornful attitude or the entire army is destroyed. There is no third way.
"Let's go and have a look over there." Liao Mingxu said and took Jiang Lin to another place.
There isn't much practice in marching and forming formations here. It's mostly a one-man confrontation, with dragons roaring and tigers roaring as they chop.
Although there are few people, the momentum is no less than that of a cavalry charge.
Among them, there is even a wielder of double hammers, holding the upper body, no less majestic than Jiang Lin.
The head of the hammer is as big as a fist, weighing at least ten or twenty kilograms.
The man he was fighting was holding a shield, but was unable to block it, and was almost knocked down by the hammer.
"Brother Jiang, how do you think he can use this hammer? They are all experts in using hammers, but Mo can't explain why he doesn't understand." Liao Mingxu asked.
Jiang Lin looked at the hammers and felt that they might be a bit light for a person of this stature.
Of course, he would not say this directly. He only said with a cup of his hand: "There are specialties in the art. My hammer is used to strike iron, and his is used to kill enemies. It cannot be generalized. But in terms of power, it is unparalleled in the world. .”
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"You boy, looking at such a big man, I didn't expect that your thoughts are so thoughtful and your speech is airtight."
Liao Mingxu said, and suddenly shouted to the man: "Han Shichuan, come here!"
The sergeant holding the upper body immediately stopped chasing his opponent and ran over with his hammers: "Sir General."
As he spoke, his eyes looked at Jiang Lin with a bit of curiosity. In the entire Nanling camp, there were only a few who were burlier than him.
Those who can stay in a place like this are all brave and ruthless people. When Han Shichuan saw Jiang Lin, he became eager to win at the first sight.
It's just that I don't know what the background of the person who can be brought by Liao Mingxu personally is, and what he is here for.
Liao Mingxu chuckled and said: "Brother Jiang, Han Shichuan is one of the best generals in our Nanling camp. Although he is only a member of a thousand households, he has the reputation of being the enemy of ten thousand people. Will you two compete?"
Han Shichuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hammers slightly, eager to try.
Jiang Lin was shocked. Although he was very strong, he was no match for such a professional in a fight.
Subconsciously, I wanted to refuse, but then I thought about it. Until now, I have never been tested by anyone, and I don't know what level my strength has reached.
Isn't this an opportunity now?
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Lin cupped his hands and said: "Brother Liao, don't be surprised. I only know how to blacksmith. If we really compete to kill the enemy, I will definitely not be Han Qianhu's opponent. If we really compete, how about another method?"
Liao Mingxu was a little surprised. He originally thought that Jiang Lin would be frightened and refuse directly, but he didn't expect that this kid actually agreed. He couldn't help but find it even more interesting.
"What do you want to compare?"
Jiang Lin pointed to the stone roller not far away and said: "Both of us are big-bodied and round-waisted, so we held the stone roller to test our strength."
"Okay." Liao Mingxu looked at Han Shichuan and said, "My brother is a blacksmith and has extraordinary strength."
Upon hearing this, Han Shichuan immediately groaned: "What do you mean, General, I will lose to a blacksmith? I'm afraid you are looking down on me, Han Shichuan! Without double hammers, I can kill one with my fists." Cow!”
Liao Mingxu laughed out loud and said: "In this case, I will add a bonus. If anyone wins, there will be no reward. The loser will receive twenty big blows!"
Jiang Lin was dumbfounded when he heard this. Can this be called a lottery?
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