Peerless Pirates

Before the official competition, each team has a cup of tea preparation time. This time is to check weapons, arrange formations, and allocate manpower (the latest chapter of Dark Sword Silence). When the "sky cannon" in General Pi's hand goes off, three

Teams will rush forward one after another and start fighting.

Song Zheng looked east and saw Xu Xuecheng shouting loudly and dividing the team into two teams, one team of thirty-five people and the other team of fifteen people. The team of thirty-five people all held swords, and the team of fifteen people

The team is all armed with guns. Needless to say,

The knife team is used to grab tokens, while the gun team will go straight to the victory gate. The gun is a long weapon and takes up a lot of space to swing. If it is a melee, it is not as convenient as the knife. But if it is used for defense,

There is nothing more suitable than a gun.

Even if there are fifty people on the other side charging forward, as long as these fifteen people point their guns forward, it is not a problem to count the breaths. This time is enough time for rescuers to arrive. Xu Xuecheng looks very cool, but he is quite methodical in his use of troops.

Song Zheng nodded and saw Gu Jinzhong's side again. Gu Jinzhong's arrangement was different. He divided the fifty people into two echelons, with only ten people in front and the other forty people in the back. It seemed that Gu Jinzhong was

If you want to use these fifty people as a whole, you must first grab the token. This is also quite smart. It is undoubtedly a good choice for three teams to fight in a melee and concentrate on using their own troops (the latest chapter of the Almighty Human Emperor).

Ding Long saw Song Zheng looking here and there but making no move, so he couldn't help but whispered, "Master, how should we arrange it."

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Ding Long, if I advance to the next round, will all the city guards in the hands of Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong come under my command?"

Ding Long was stunned for a moment, what kind of general is this? He hadn't even competed yet, so he was thinking about entering the next round. Didn't you see that everyone was preparing? However, after Ding Long was confronted by Song Zheng and his arm was removed,

He was very respectful to Song Zheng. "Master, according to the rules, this is the case."

Song Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, "That is to say, if everyone fights in this round, the injured sergeant will not be able to participate in the next round. By then, I will definitely have less than 150 sergeants in hand."

"It should be like this. In this martial arts competition, the Ministry of War has given out so much money, and many sergeants are red-eyed." Remembering that he had neglected his job to earn money, Ding Long used himself to save others, "Our battalion selected

When participating in the competition as a military guard sergeant, many people fought over each other. Therefore, the fight must have been fierce. Although no swords and guns were used, many people must have been injured after this fight. Even if three or two died,

It’s normal.”

"Not to mention death, even injury will not do. These sergeants are all used by me to compete for the top spot in martial arts, so they cannot be injured." Song Zheng laughed.

Ding Long was even more puzzled. What happened to Mr. Song today? Why did he keep talking nonsense? He just said that he would enter the next round. Now, is he talking about the order to compete for the top spot in martial arts? There is not even a formation of troops, it is just an order to advance.

No hope at all. I really don’t know what Mr. Song is thinking.

Not only Ding Long was puzzled, but everyone in the ninth team was also puzzled. Even Feng Zhanbao, who was sitting two hundred feet away, looked confused. Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong were busy working happily, but Song Zheng didn't make any move. What did he want?

What are you doing?

"I am invincible and I promise to seize the token!" "Who will compete with the second team!"

At this time, two neat slogans sounded in the east and west (the latest chapter of Qian Jiang). Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong led their teams respectively and began to shout slogans. A fierce fighting spirit filled the A-shaped training ground.

The morale of the two teams was also rising. The city guard sergeants of both teams were holding the weapons in their hands tightly and shouting slogans with all their strength, their voices drowning out the howling north wind.

Completely different from the east and west sides, there was no movement at all in the north, and many sergeants of the ninth team had anxious looks on their faces.

Outside the court, Zhu Youzhan asked in a low voice, "Mingxuan, what the hell is Xiaolang doing? Look at the momentum on the east and west sides. They are extremely majestic. On the other hand, Xiaolang didn't move at all. He just stood there and looked around.

Could it be that he gave up?"

"I don't know what Xiao Lang has in mind," Xu Mingxuan said in a low voice, "However, Xiao Lang probably won't give up. Retreating without a fight would be a huge blow to his reputation."

"Then what is he doing? If he really doesn't fight, our money will be wasted." Zhu Youzhan deposited two thousand taels of silver on Song Zheng. This money was all his savings.

Zhu Youzhan's father, Zhu Zhihua, was the supervisor of the dynasty

The censor was a relatively honest official. If Zhu Youzhan's mother had not come from a big salt merchant's family, had a rich dowry, and was a good housekeeper, he would not have been able to come up with the money. This time, he paid more than two thousand taels.

But if you work hard, you will make a lot of money.

"Brother Zhu, please be patient. I think Xiao Lang should have a countermeasure. Let's wait and see." Li Denian was much calmer. The amount of money he spent on Song Zheng was second only to Xu Mingxuan, who spent 20,000 taels. On the contrary,

Stay calm.

"Xiao Lang has moved." Zhu Youzhan, who was staring closely at the field, shouted loudly, "What kind of formation is this, a long snake formation?"

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Song Zheng estimated the time and turned around.

"Everyone, I said that I want you to get hurt less and make more money. I, Song Zheng, will keep my word." Song Zheng smiled, his voice was not loud, "You line up in a row, with half a foot between each of you.

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The sergeants waited for a long time before receiving such an order. Although they did not know Song Zheng's intention, they still lined up in line as required (the latest chapter of The Monastic Student).

Song Zheng took two steps forward and whispered to Cai Yong and Ding Long who were standing in the center, "Tell the people around you that from now on, everyone will dig the soil for me and loosen the soil under your feet."

, trample it into fine powder. When the cannon goes off in a while, you can spread the soil for me. The more you scatter, the better. It’s best if you can’t see anyone in the whole place. Don’t stop, dig hard and spread it hard.

.”

The two were stunned for a moment, and Ding Long asked subconsciously, "Who will win the promotion order?"

Song Zheng chuckled, "Of course someone will take over. Your task is to spread the soil. Do you understand clearly? Cannon fire, scatter the soil! It's that simple."

Ding Long and Cai Yong tensed up, "Yes!" and then hurriedly passed Song Zheng's order to the left and right. Everyone was puzzled, but they still followed the order and used their weapons to dig into the ground. Although the A-shaped training ground is relatively hard

, but it is dirt after all. With the efforts of everyone, everyone dug a small hole in front of them. However, due to the hard ground, the ones dug out were small clods of soil, which were not blown up by the wind.

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At this time, Song Zheng turned around, moved his arms, and looked southward intently.

The second team and the sixth team both stopped shouting slogans and waited for the sound of the cannon. The weird performance of the ninth team made Xu Xuecheng and Gu Jinzhong stunned for a moment. "What are they doing? Do they want to build trenches?" Xu Xuecheng laughed.

His eyes turned to the wooden frame.

Gu Jinzhong didn't know Song Zheng's intention. He pursed his tongue and thought for a moment, then gave up: No matter what he does, in this competition arena, it doesn't matter whether you are the top martial arts scholar or not, I grabbed the martial arts champion order. This martial arts champion

The title is mine! His originally small eyes narrowed again, looking through the wooden frame and staring at Xu Xuecheng's face.

Song Zheng's eyesight was very good. When he saw General Pi turning around, he immediately squatted down, put aside the knife in his hand, and assumed a posture of starting a modern sprint. This action naturally caused an uproar: This is

What do you mean, we are about to charge, why are you squatting down? You put your hands on the ground and threw away the knife. What the hell did you do?

Ding Long, who was behind Song Zheng, had just dug a hole and had to retreat. The reason was that Song Zheng's back foot was stepping on the small raised mound (the latest chapter of Agent Without Regrets). Ding Long was the most powerful person, so he dug the biggest hole.

, dug up the most soil. But digging the hole close to Song Zheng's buttocks, Ding Long felt very uncomfortable. He had no choice but to take a step back and change his digging position.

At this moment, General Pi lit up the "Sky Cannon" in Leefeng, and hurriedly turned around and raised the "Sky Cannon" high. The fuse creaked under the blow of the north wind, and the sparks also followed the wind to the south.

Floated away, instantly submerged in the cold wind.

Song Zheng arched his body and raised his heels. Only his front feet were on the ground. His legs were also stretched and full of strength. After a few breaths, a sharp sound rushed into the sky, more than ten feet high in the air, and boomed.

Explosion.

At the moment when the sparks of the "Sky Cannon" just jumped out of General Pi's hand, Song Zheng started. Taking advantage of the wind, Song Zheng shot out like an arrow. Behind him, fifty sergeants of the Ninth Squadron were shooting on the ground.

He crushed the dirt with his feet, and then threw it forward with his hands. The dust followed Song Zheng closely, like an army chasing after him, trying to drown Song Zheng.

The wind is strong today. According to the current wind level, there is a level 6 wind, and the wind speed exceeds ten meters per second. The soil is blown by the wind, and it is also galloping at the same speed. In an instant, the dust is filled, and the yellow sand is billowing.

A somewhat dim and dark posture.

"Look! It's Xiao Lang! Oh my God, how can he be so fast!" Zhu Youzhan opened his eyes wide with an incredible look on his face.

Xu Mingxuan also shouted, "It's Xiao Lang. He wants to grab the promotion order alone. He is alone!"

Li Denian's eyes suddenly opened, he thought for a while, then turned around and said with a smile, "I mean, Xiaolang will not let his sergeants dig the soil for no reason, and even throw away the knife, that's it!"

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As soon as the signal sounded, Xu Xuecheng's second team was divided into two parts. Thirty-five swordsmen went straight to the wooden frame, while fifteen gunmen rushed to the victory gate (read the full text of Honghuang Longmen Formation). These fifteen gunmen rushed to the victory gate.

There was no rush, they expected that even if the other two teams grabbed

The promotion order then turned to the Victory Gate. In terms of distance, it was also 200 feet away, not to mention the four-foot-high wooden frame. However, they only had 140 feet to reach the Victory Gate, so there was no need to rush there to exhaust their energy. As

The pikemen used as defense were ready for a deadly battle.

Xu Xuecheng rushed forward more than twenty feet with his sword hand. When he saw Song Zheng's cheetah-like speed, he was shocked and immediately shouted, "Quick, go to the south of the wooden frame and intercept him. Spearmen, quick, block him."

Victory Gate!" Following his order, the sergeants of the second team sped up.

Gu Jinzhong's sixth team was running wildly towards the wooden frame, and they also ran more than twenty feet. When they saw that the momentum was not right, they immediately shouted, "Everyone go to the Victory Gate, hurry up, everyone go to the Victory Gate." He expected Song Zheng to use it.

At such speed, by the time he arrived at the wooden frame, Song Zheng had already obtained the token and got off the wooden frame.

Gu Jinzhong generally gave orders and ran towards the victory gate. After running for more than twenty feet, Gu Jinzhong suddenly realized, "Those who run fast should throw down their weapons and move forward lightly. Hurry!" As he said that, he also put the gun in his hand.

The knife was thrown aside. Song Zheng also had no weapons. As long as he rushed to the Victory Gate and stopped him for two moves, it would be enough for everyone to arrive. By then, Song Zheng alone would be drowned in the sea of ​​people!

In fact, Gu Jinzhong's order was confused, and the sergeants of the Sixth Squadron were also confused. Many of them didn't know how fast they were running, and they didn't compare them specifically. So they all panicked and threw away their weapons.

The one who was thrown was still holding his weapon. The whole team was in chaos, and there was no longer any formation.

Xu Xuecheng ran as fast as he could while staring at Song Zheng's figure. When he ran sixty feet, Song Zheng had already arrived under the wooden frame. He used his hands and feet to jump onto the wooden frame as if he were walking on flat ground. As in his previous life

Song Zheng was a big thief. Climbing high and climbing walls was Song Zheng's specialty. Moreover, the wooden shelves were all made of horizontal logs, just like small ladders, so there were many places where he could use his strength.

In almost the blink of an eye, Song Zheng had climbed onto the wooden frame and pulled out the black promotion order. Surprisingly, Song Zheng did not continue to hold it in his hand, but swung it towards the south with all his strength.

Throwing the token more than ten feet away, the token fell to the ground with a bang.