The young master walked into the military tent angrily. He thought he had suffered unfair treatment and insults. Who was he facing on the battlefield just now? He was the Yongqin Jingqi, who had been famous for a hundred years. The cavalry he trained on the Longdong grassland is no longer weak, but he still lacks some experience in facing the enemy, but he has to pay blood to grow up. The brother of the Bai family is also the dean of Fengming Academy, why don’t he understand this truth?

He needed time to train an army, and he believed that they would eventually surpass their second brother Ying Quliang's "Qingpu Camp". This was his opportunity and his glory. However, such a great opportunity was ruined by his brother Bai's family whom he had always respected. This made him feel very wronged, his eyes were sour, and he was holding his breath. Now he wanted to ask Bai Dong for an explanation, just like the country girl Qiuju.

He didn't care that Ying Quliang was still present, and looked at Bai Dong with his eyes wider than Niu Dan: "Why do you have to withdraw your troops by ringing Jin? I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy's cavalry in half an hour!"

"I'll give you another half hour, and you'll be half killed by this hard-earned five thousand elite riders. Don't you feel sorry?"

Bai Dong glared at him, took a wooden board from Fan Qiang's hand, held it with both hands and walked to the distance from him: "Can you break it with one punch?"

"Not to mention one piece, two pieces are fine!"

The young master and young official took a step and blew a punch on the wooden board, which shattered in response to the sound.

Bai Dong nodded with a smile, then took another wooden board from Fan Qiang's hand, looked at the young master with a smile and said, "If you can still break this piece, my brother will apologize to you."

"Haha, then my brother will definitely lose. I have said that if you don't say that such a wooden board is one, even two or three!"

The young master Shaoguan laughed loudly and punched again. This time, as soon as his shoulders moved, Bai Dong suddenly sent the wooden board forward for more than two inches. His fist fell on the board and made a slight "bang". However, the wooden board was intact.

"How could this be the case?"

The young master looked at his fist and the wooden board in Bai Dong's hand. The feeling was very strange just now. He obviously focused all his strength on this punch, but he couldn't exert his strength!

"Good method, I didn't expect that you kid would have such an understanding of martial arts. Even Boss Fan, I never thought about such a truth!"

Fan Qiang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but slamming his high-fives and cheering. He was so excited that he forgot that Ying Quliang was still beside him and called Boy Bai Dong directly.

"Do you understand now?"

Bai Dong smiled and looked at the young master who was still touching his head and staring straight: "The cavalry is not effective at horsepower, and its assault power is strong or weak. It depends entirely on horsepower to gallop. Therefore, those who use cavalry must divide them into batches and rush into the enemy group in batches. If it can be used properly, it can even break the formation of chariots. However, you are facing the enemy's cavalry, and the outcome depends on who can accurately control the horsepower..."

"Get out force before the other party, it's like this wooden board?" The young master and young official lowered his head and thought for a while, his eyes lit up.

"You are only half right. You should cut off the opponent before the opponent exerts all his strength, so that the opponent cannot exert all his strength! Your war horses are all good-bred horses trained on the Longdong grassland, and the soldiers also choose from thousands of choices, but why did they get overwhelmed by someone when they collided with the opponent's cavalry? This is like the wooden board in my hand, because I calculated the distance of your force and cut off your fist first!"

"This method can be called 'intercepting power'! Boy, I think of myself as a master in the world, but I didn't expect that I would wake up by your words. It's so wonderful!" Fan Qiang was proud and laughed to the sky. Suddenly he thought that Ying Quliang was beside him, and hurriedly bowed to the guilt: "The old minister is rude."

"No need for Fan Bo. In my eyes, you are a minister and an elder. What's more, the truth that Peaceang just stated was extremely wonderful, which made me very excited."

Ying Quliang waved his hand with a smile. After hearing Bai Dong's words, he couldn't help but want to give it a try. How could he blame Fan Qiang? Although there are martial arts and swordsmanship in this era, there has never been a theory similar to "Jei Kun Do". Even contemporary masters like Fan Qiang are bound to be happy to see Lie, let alone him?

"I see!"

The young master slapped his head: "I'll gather people now and fight with the Bai family and Meng family!"

"If you fight, you will lose! This ability to control boxing strength can be quickly cultivated. Thousands of cavalry can only be achieved by the Yongqi Jingqi who has been developed for many years. Do you think it is as simple as eating and drinking water?"

Bai Dong shook his head and said, "Besides, you don't have a chance to fight again. At this time tomorrow, even if Meng Shuangcheng's head is not sent to you, he will be hung high on the top of the Meng family!"

***

Meng Feng has a low status in the Meng family. He is said to be a direct descendant. In fact, if the direct descendant cannot obtain family power, it is not much better than the illegitimate children. Now it is better to rely on the well-field system. At least there are still a group of slaves to support him. If Wei Yang really abolished the Well-field, he will really lose the opportunity to be a "people's master", and he will definitely be even more depressed.

So in this battle, he showed more courage than the direct children who had the power of the family. With a long sword in his hand, he killed seven Qin soldiers. When he came back to repay his merits with seven heads, he was even personally received by the head of the family. Meng Shuangcheng patted his shoulder and praised him, and promoted him to the deputy general who guarded Ximen on the spot. At that moment, he saw his wife crying and his mother waved to him. Everything was worth it. Perhaps this war was not a disaster for him, but the best opportunity?

"Old Feng, brother, do you want to congratulate you? Come on... This is the old wine and Feng Chicken made by our Bai family. We brothers are happy, how about celebrating for you?"

This battle also fully demonstrated the loyalty of the Bai family. After all, the Meng family has limited troops and does not want their own soldiers to spend their time in the battle to defend the city. Therefore, the head general in charge of the Ximen is Bai Mao of the Bai family. In the daytime battle, Meng Feng once fought side by side with him. If Bai Mao had not helped him block the hidden arrow from behind, he would have been dead for a long time now. Why would he be invited by the head of the family to be promoted to deputy general?

"Not good? City defense is a big deal. If it is touched by the pseudo-Qin army, I will be a serious crime that I will never redeem for a hundred deaths..."

"Haha, what are you afraid of? During the daytime battle, the puppet Qin army was already afraid of us. Even if we give them a few more courage, we would never dare to touch it. What? You kid looked down on your brother and refused to give your brother this face, right? They are all old Qin men, so it's nothing that I dare not drink, don't let me treat you as a foal!"

He was held down with a big hat that was not enough for friends and was treated as a woman. Meng Feng couldn't bear it, so he held Baimao and said he wanted to have a good drink. The two consuls drank it, so he could not be jealous of the soldiers of the Bai family and the Meng family? I don't know where the Bai family made a lot of wine, so he sat down on the ground and started the friendship party between the Bai and Meng families.

Bai Mao was not a reckless person. He walked over and kicked the Bai family soldiers in the butt, and drove half of them to the city wall. Meng Feng nodded repeatedly when he saw it. Brother Bai was drinking, but he would not affect his work. Such friends are worth making friends!

After I opened the cup and sipped, I unknowingly took a few bowls of wine. Bai Mao said considerately: "Brother, let's drink it, but we can't delay the major event of defending the city. I'll give you this bowl. When our brother is idle, it's not too late to drink it." As he said, he smiled and handed a bowl of wine. Meng Feng was moved. This is his true friend! He took the bowl and dries it. He was about to say a few words of his confidant words, but suddenly he felt his eyes turn black and his head was heavy: "Brother, this wine..."

"What's wrong with this wine? But the prescription that Mr. Lu personally prescribed can make you restless after drinking. There is also a benefit. Even if someone pokes a hole in your body, you won't feel very painful. Everyone is good brothers, and brother is afraid that you will suffer..."

"you!"

Meng Feng watched Bai Mao pull out a short sword from behind, and then watched him stab the short sword into his chest. He suddenly felt that all his strength seemed to have been evacuated, and he fell down softly. When he closed his eyes, he sighed in his heart: "Good prescription, it won't hurt even if it's really a hole."

While Bai Mao was taking action, the Bai family warriors pulled out sharp swords from behind as if they were magical and stabbed them into the heart of the Meng family warrior who was still calling his brothers. This was a very kind killing. None of the Meng family warriors who were killed felt the pain, and even when they fell down, they were savoring the taste of the wine, as if they had a beautiful dream...

Click!

The rain that had been falling for several days suddenly became heavier again. A sharp flash fell from the dark clouds and fell straight to the head of the Meng family. Almost at the same time as the lightning shot down, hundreds of fast horses drove out of the inner city. The leader of the Bai family was Bai Wugeng.

"Keep the city and welcome my old Qin army!"

Bai Wugeng raised the long sword in his hand high, and shouted loudly throughout Ximen.

The west city opened wide, and as nine consecutive oil silks arranged in a row were raised high above the city, thousands of torches suddenly lit up under the dark city, illuminating like the sun.

Almost at the same time that the West City was taken away, a series of nine lamps appeared above the North City. The Meng Family City, which was still quiet just now, seemed to usher in a carnival. The voices inside and outside the city were shocking - 'Meng Family City was broken, but those who could behead Meng Shuangcheng would be rewarded with 10,000 gold! Kill one of the Meng family's direct descendants and rewarded with 1,000 coins! The emperor personally ordered that only kill the Meng family's direct descendants, and not ask about any other people's family! The Meng family's slaves will get new fields, leave their slaves, and get free! Divide the land!"

"Get freedom! Divide the fields!"

The most exciting thing was not the Qin army and Bai family rushing into the city, but the slaves of the Meng family. These slaves who were used to fighting the wind could be brave and fearless for the master's family, but once the master's family was defeated, they would be the most brutal enemy. When Fan Qiang and Li Di led the Qin army into Meng City, the Meng family defenders had already killed the slaves and killed many of them, and some were even bitten by the slaves.
Chapter completed!