The reborn bride of the cold-faced third young master

Before the third quarter of the hour, the sergeants had already stood in line, and their Chief Qian ate and practiced with them, without any slacking off, everyone saw it and admired it in their hearts.

Yang Xu took the long spear she found specially made by the military department, and explained to the sergeants, "In the past, the long spears equipped in the army were only made of fine iron. Although they are light to hold, they are easily damaged on the battlefield. The spears you are equipped with are all forged from fine iron from the tip to the shaft, weighing seven catties and six taels, and nine feet nine inches long, very strong and durable."

She looked at the spear in her hand, and then said: "The spear is in your hand, I don't want you to know other movements, you only need to practice one movement, and that is stabbing."

"Don't underestimate this simple stab. From today on, all the staff will start to practice stabbing."

The soldiers didn't take it seriously at first, weren't they just stabbing guns?Who can do this, but only after practicing it will you know that it is not as easy as you imagined.

The spears are divided into upward stabs, middle stabs, and downward stabs. Each stab requires everyone to stab at the exact angle and speed. If this one is exact, then there may be tens of thousands. thrust out again and again.

Under the sun, soldier Lin Gang felt that his arms were no longer his own. The steel gun he held in his hand was as heavy as gold, and the sweat on his head rolled down his cheeks.

But the officer in front of him, Chonglou, didn't even move before the next order was issued. Looking at the fat Boss Qian on the high platform, he was as steady as a rock, and he clenched his teeth hard to hold on.

The power of example is endless.

And the brother Lin Qiang beside him kept silently reciting the mantra of stabbing the spear in his heart: the foot must be steady, the spear must be accurate, the thrust must be firm, and the spear must be returned quickly.

Everyone is trying to persevere. They are recruits with limited abilities, but recruits have the advantages of recruits, that is, they do not have the sneaky tricks of veterans, and they earnestly carry out the actions ordered by the officers.

Their hearts are full of hope, and the legend of the chief will continue on them...

In the mansion of the Ryukyu General on a certain island far away in the sea, the Ryukyu General Tokugawa Heiji was furious with the battle report, and shouted loudly: "How did you do it? 500 people were all captured by one person. What is this? This is The shame is the shame of our Bushido, why don't you commit seppuku with them?"

"Yes, we are damned!" The men in black standing under Tokugawa Heiji replied in unison with their heads bowed.

"If something happens to General Jiro this time, I will let you all be buried with him." Tokugawa Heiji's cold voice was filled with endless tyranny.

"Father, there's no need to be angry. I'll help you find my brother." In the light and shadow, a handsome man walked in. This man is different from the short and ugly Ryukyu people. He is tall and tall with a smile on his face, which is ridiculous. The meaning didn't reach his eyes.

"Dalang, you immediately take someone to rescue Jiro for me, and dismember that man named Xu Yang! Also, help the Liao people to open the Baihu pass, and cooperate with our warships. I want Dong Linguo is under attack from both sides." He dared to take his son away, and he would never let Donglinguo feel better.

"Yes, Father." Tokugawa Tairo bowed his head and saluted, then turned and left.

Behind him came Tokugawa Heiji's cold and emotionless voice: "If you can't be saved, don't come back."

Tokugawa Oro paused, a sneer appeared on his handsome face, and he walked out without saying a word.

Tokugawa Heiji stared at the figure of Tokugawa Dalang with hatred and went further and further away. This evil breed is the shame of his life, and Jiro is his real son. He must save his son, at all costs cost.

At this time, Yang Xu, who was practicing at the Peking Camp, suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if a bone-chilling chill hit her body.

She habitually glanced at the sun above her head, thinking that she must be too tired recently, practicing with the soldiers of the whole battalion every day, and watching the map at night to learn how to arrange troops.

She felt that she had lost a lot of weight, and even the round and fat double chin had disappeared. It seemed that she would be able to return to a beautiful girl in a short time.

Han San beside her glanced at her, and handed her a square handkerchief.

"Thank you! Third brother." She was sweating all over her face, and took the handkerchief to wipe her face unceremoniously.

She practiced the same exercise, she sweated all over, but Han San was still calm and buoyant. This person is more than others, and he can really piss people off.

"Don't be brave if you're not in good health!" Han San's contemptuous gaze made Yang Xu pissed off.

I'm not in good health?I'm as strong as a cow, okay?
Yang Xu raised his head and said, "I want to compete with my third brother in martial arts to prove that I am in good health!"

"Are you sure?" Han San's provocative gaze made Yang Xu very unhappy.

"Very sure, let's have a fist fight." Yang Xu dragged Han San to the corner of the school grounds, which was relatively remote and not many people came and went.

"Third brother, pay attention, I can do it." Yang Xu yelled, and the clenched fist brought the wind to hit Han San's face.

Han San frowned slightly, and then blocked Yang Xu's straight fist with one arm, his body shook slightly, he kicked out with one horse step, and struck with the other arm horizontally.

Yang Xu lowered her head, avoided Han San's fist, raised her leg and kicked him in the heart.

Han San didn't dodge or dodge, he changed his horse step into a lunge step, held Yang Xu's calf with one big hand, and swung a lower uppercut with the other hand from bottom to top.

Yang Xu saw that his form was not good, so he changed his kick to scissors, turned around, and escaped Han San's uppercut.

She stabilized her body, smiled and praised Han San, "I didn't see it, the third brother's boxing skills are quite good, I'm a classmate."

"Congratulations, my brother Yang's kung fu is outstanding, I'm not as good as my brother." Han San said while hitting, with a few straight uppercuts, hitting Yang Xu's faces continuously.

Yang Xu yelled secretly, she turned over like a swallow, jumped behind Han San, kicked her legs, and kicked Han San's waist.

Han San leaned back lightly, put his hands on the ground at the same time, raised his legs and kicked Yang Xu in the air.

Usually, Yang Xu could dodge by turning around, but at this moment, she suddenly felt her abdomen swell, and a stream of heat flowed from her lower body. The eyes were kicked out by Han San.

Yang Xu fell to the ground, blood red could be vaguely seen where she was kicked just now.

Han San was stunned immediately, his stern face was full of worry, with Brother Yang's martial arts, she could completely dodge the kick just now, not to mention that his kick was not strong, even if he kicked her body, she wouldn't bleed more than.

Just as he was about to go up, two slender figures suddenly flashed beside him, one on the left and one on the right to support Yang Xu, and two murderous eyes stared at him fiercely.

"Why did our lord offend you? Let you do it so cruelly." Lu Ying was the most impatient, her tone was unceremonious, but her eyes repeatedly looked at Yang Xu's body from left to right.

Seeing Yang Xu's lower body was blood red, his eyes immediately turned red, and he said angrily:
"Mr. Han, you are sick, and our lord takes care of you in dismay. If you are unhappy, our lord will try our best to make you happy. If you have a bad appetite, our lord will try our best to make you delicious food. Is your conscience All were eaten by dogs?"

It took Yang Xu a while to recover, glanced at her trousers, covered Luying's mouth with her face flushed, and rushed back to her tent without looking back.

The news that Mr. Qian was injured in the martial arts competition spread quickly in the camp.

For a time, Han San became the accusation of thousands of people.

Everyone knows how much Mr. Qian respects his third brother. Although it is inevitable to get injured in the martial arts competition, but he was covered in blood from the fight, which is not ordinary ruthlessness.

Han San didn't care about others pointing and pointing behind him, he came outside Yang Xu's tent, and just about to go in, he was stopped by Yang Xu's maid, Luying.

"It's inconvenient for us adults to see guests, third master, please go back!" Lu Ying chased them away with a bad face.

Han San's beautiful phoenix eyes were instantly stained with gloom. With a light wave of his big hand, the green warbler guarding the camp gate was removed, and he entered the camp without saying a word.

"You can't go in!" Luying watched him break in, almost crying in anxiety.

Yang Xu in the tent had loose hair and was only wearing a jacket, sitting on the bed. Hongmei brought her brown sugar water, and she was about to reach out to pick it up.

When he looked up, he saw Han San entering the tent, looking at each other, all speechless.

What's happening here?Didn't the green warbler stop him at the door?

Yang Xu's froze mind could only think of one sentence: I was discovered!Ruined!
And the other one who broke in was immediately petrified, his eyes staring straight at the satin-like long hair and the bright red lips.

"Girl!" Hongmei hurriedly shook her awake, her girl is still wearing a tuxedo, and she is facing a foreigner so openly, is that okay?

When Yang Xu saw her clothes, she was so scared that she immediately got into the silk quilt and covered herself tightly.

If it wasn't for Han San still standing here, she would have hid her head under the blanket and never came out.

"That, that, I didn't mean to deceive you." Seeing that Han San stood silent for a long time, Yang Xu immediately admitted his mistake.

"I'm forced by form, no, I can't help myself, no, I'm by accident, oops, you have to trust me anyway, I really don't want to lie to you, I just don't know how to say it, besides You keep a cold face every day, and you always ignore me, if I tell you about this, you won't even be able to talk to me." Yang Xu said sullenly.

There was a storm in Han San's cold eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, it's probably his fault to lie to him.

"So?" Han San asked with a frown.

"So third brother, you can't blame me. I really want to be brothers with you. We will be good brothers for a lifetime." Yang Xu could only swear by holding three fingers.

"A good brother forever? Your gender is false, your background is false, and your name is also false? What is true about you?" Han San's sarcastic voice made Yang Xu almost cry.

"It's true. My heart for my third brother is true. The heavens can prove it, and the sun and the moon can learn from it. If I have two hearts for my third brother, there will be thunder and thunder and I will not end well." Yang Xu said seriously Said.

Han San gave her a sideways glance, as if he was trying to tell the truth from what she said.

At this moment, the voice of the messenger came from outside the tent.

"Report...!"