"Sir, please accept me! I am very diligent!" The fat man said quickly to Wuming who was speeding up his pace and leaving: "Come me! How can I not have a mage in a team? I can share half of the military pay I received! The military pay of the magician is several times that of ordinary soldiers."

Wuming stopped, turned around and looked at the other person carefully again, with a smile on his face: "Okay, come with me. What's your name?"

"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!" The fat man followed Wuming tightly and said, "I will not disappoint you. My name is Dimora."

When they returned to the barracks, the more than 300 soldiers who received the order to be promoted had already left the barracks. To them, Wuming was just a passerby in their lives, and there was not much here that they were nostalgic for.

"Partner? It seems that it is not that easy to find." Wuming smiled bitterly and shook his head. For those who voluntarily exchanged military merits, Wuming's heart felt a warm current: "The people who are left behind are real partners. This is not bad!"

Wuming took the trainee magician Dimora to meet Zhang Feng, intending to arrange the magician to his subordinates.

When they walked into the barracks, hundreds of soldiers fell on the bed and couldn't wake up. They were so crazy last night that being able to return to the barracks to sleep was considered to have faithfully executed Wuming's order.

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open again, and Zhang Feng stood up straight with anger and said, "Boss! No! Brothers are you beat me up in the bar!"

"Beat it? Maybe this is an opportunity to wipe out the Blue Turban Army." Wuming stood up and strode out the door, asking Zhang Feng beside him: "What's the situation?"

"A dozen brothers were surrounded by nearly fifty people." Zhang Feng said hurriedly, while carefully observing Wuming's expression.

"As a soldier, I can't beat a hooligan?" Wuming said with a gloomy face: "Wake up these people and take all the guys to save people!"

Zhang Feng nodded repeatedly and started calling for people to get up. Now everyone has some grudges in the team because of the centurion's competition. Only Wuming can gather these hundred people together.

Hundreds of people heard Zhang Feng’s emergency assembly order issued by Wuming’s regulations, rushed out of the room in full arms and quickly gathered at the meeting place of the barracks.

The most common one in the barracks is the wooden knife used for training. Wuming stood in front of more than a hundred soldiers holding a wooden knife in his hand and said, "It is a shame to be a soldier who cannot defeat the hooligans. Now I will give you an order, rush into the city with me to bring those idiots out."

When the soldiers saw Wuming's momentum, they immediately remembered the scene of breaking the legs and feet of the five hundred people in the barracks more than a month ago. With the support of the commander, they rushed into the city with great momentum. How could the soldiers guarding the city gate stop nearly a hundred madmen? And it was the current heroic team of the country! Moreover, the commander in the leadership team was still circling with a pterosaur. The appearance of the pterosaur had been recorded by almost everyone. Who dared to stop the most popular hero in the country?

Wuming had just arrived at the streets of the bar and heard screams from a place a hundred meters away. More than a dozen soldiers were surrounded by nearly forty hooligans and kept beating them on the street.

"You are just bear bags, or fighting heroes? How dare you compete with me for women?"

"Battle me! I'll see how great the fighting hero is." The one riding on the horse was an extremely handsome young nobleman, with his slender short black hair becoming more and more energetic. Unlike ordinary nobles, he was not wearing heavy armor, and a dark black warrior suit was very decently cut on him. If it weren't for the brutal momentum coming out of his body, just looking at this handsome appearance, many beauties would be inferior in front of him.

"The first and second teams are around the enemy's rear, and the speed is fast! The third and fourth teams are ready to attack at any time! The fifth team is divided into two parts and ready to support at any time." Wuming quickly arranged the tactics, and five centurions led his incomplete team to quickly execute Wuming's tactics.

Seeing that the members were in place, Wuming walked towards the crowd with a wooden knife and said, "No one left, all of them will be broken."

The sound of more than one hundred soldiers and pixies shaking shocked the entire street. Before more than forty hooligans could react to what happened, they were surrounded by soldiers who rushed over from two aspects.

Not only did the soldiers have the advantage in numbers, but the weapons on their hands and leather armor also had a huge advantage. These soldiers and wolves, like wolves, beat more than 40 hooligans to howl, crying and crying. From a distance, the whole street was full of loess flying all over the sky.

"What's wrong? Why is this happening? Do you know who I am?" The handsome young man pointed to Wuming who came to him and shouted: "What part of the commander of a thousand men are you? Tell me what about you! Stop it, listen..."

The commander of the thousand-man? Wuming remembered that he had not changed into the military uniform of the thousand-man captain. The wooden knife in his hand drew a beautiful brown arc, and the young man hurriedly pulled his sword to block it.

Dimora was very good at seizing the opportunity to throw out a primary frozen scroll, which happened to freeze the opponent's right hand holding the sword.

"You..." The light red fighting spirit suddenly burst out from the young man, and a slight ice cube was suddenly shaken away by the fighting spirit. The nameless wooden knife slashed hard on the young man at this time.

"Wow..." The young man was unprepared and was attacked by Wuming's divine power that was suppressed by Wuming and was beaten to the ground. The wooden knife in Wuming's hand was also shattered.

"Dou Sheng?" Dimora hurried to Wuming and whispered: "General, this man's fighting spirit is slightly red, obviously he has reached the realm of Dou Sheng."

The young man was unprepared for being hit by Wuming's strange force. Even if only a piece of wood sucked him, he still grinned his teeth and his whole left arm was so painful that it was as if it was a fractured pain.

"Dare to fight with me? You are looking for death!" The young man raised his sword eyebrows and wanted to draw the sword with his right hand. Wuming took off his strong bow at a speed that was so fast that the naked eye could not see clearly. In an instant, he took off his strong bow. The true energy urged the bow string to make a crisp "clang" sound. The arrow made by the cold velociraptor's teeth had been placed on this strong bow that was pulled into a full moon.

The young man was filled with shock. He was aimed at the other party before he could pull out the sword. What speed was this? As a fighting saint, he could clearly feel Wuming's lock on him. Is it faster to draw the sword or shoot the arrow? The fools knew this question. The young man stayed in place for a moment and could only watch the scene where the forty subordinates he brought out were beaten by more than 100 people.

The security team in the city arrived at the scene "soon", the young man took back his hand to draw his sword, Wuming also took back the strong arrows he was about to be released. More than 100 soldiers beat the forty people into pig heads, and Zhang Feng even carried a wooden knife on his shoulder and shouted arrogantly: "We are bleeding in front of us! This time, the brothers drank too much wine and their bodies were not in control. You actually took this opportunity to attack our brothers with human-sea tactics! I have the heart to kill you."

Those who were originally confused by the onlookers, when they heard Zhang Feng's explanation, they immediately figured out why the brave and warlike soldiers could not resist the attacks of more than 40 people. It turned out that it was because of drinking.

When the public security team saw that it was a heroic army fighting, they stayed there for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Wuming came to the security captain and gave the other party a standard military salute, which made the other party quickly stand in a military posture and return Wuming's military salute, and asked carefully: "Sir! Can you go back with us to assist in investigating this street fight?"

"No problem." Wuming pointed coldly at the young Dou Sheng and the forty people who were beaten into pig's heads and asked, "It's just those people..."

"Tie them all up! You're against them! You dare to attack the heroes of combat!" If you can get into the position of the security captain, you naturally know that sometimes you have to know how to observe your expressions when doing things. Wuming has been booming these days, and no one can offend Wuming.

"I think who you dares~?" The young man stood up straight with his hands behind his back. A high-ranking noble aura emanated from him. Looking at the arrogant eyes, no security team member dared to go forward to tie up the young man.
Chapter completed!