Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

The monk's behavior was very high-profile, and when he placed the solid Eight Immortals table on the ground, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Oh! That table weighs seventy or eighty catties at least. That young man can move it by himself. How strong are those arms!"

"Hey, you know what a fart. The general specifications of this Eight Immortals table have to be ninety catties. The key is that it is boxy and has no strong point. If the arms don't have a thousand catties, one person can't lift it at all."

"See, that little devil has muscles all over his body, he looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance!"

The people around talked about the monk's actions just now, covering their heads for five thousand miles.

"Head, we are here."

"The common people don't think we are singing a big show, do they?"

Wu Qianli covered his eyes and dared not look: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought him here, it's too embarrassing!"

Chen Kuan chuckled: "But the monk made such a fuss, at least we are the focus now, aren't we? Maybe we can recruit more soldiers."

Wu Qianli shook his head: "I hope, I hope the monk will not make any more fools."

However, as soon as Wu Qianli finished speaking, the monk really got into trouble.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come, come, take a look, take a look, the new independent regiment is recruiting, do you want to fight the enemy? Do you want to have enough food every day? Come to our new independent regiment, all these are not a problem!"

The monk yelled while beating the big gong, and even made some hollow somersaults in public.

"I'm going! It's really a juggler!" Wu Qianli's eyes widened, his lungs were about to explode.

"No, where did this kid find the big gong? Who did he learn this from?" Chen Kuan also opened his eyes wide, pointing at the monk with a look of surprise on his face.

"You ask me? You go back and ask Long Wenwen, this crazy guy, he's almost losing his face."

Wu Qianli looked at Chen Kuan with a flushed face: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and pull him down."

"The little devil wants to kill me even in his dreams. Don't let me die from the anger of these two before I die at the point of the little devil's gun."

Chen Kuan chuckled: "How do we divide the bounty given by that little devil?"

"Get out!" Wu Qianli cursed: "No, go!"

"Yes!" Chen Kuan laughed, and strode towards the monk.

However, what Chen Kuan didn't expect was that the performance of the monk's coquettish performance was surprisingly good. At this time, the recruiting office was full of people.

"Little comrades? Are you also the Eighth Route Army?"

The monk put down the big gong, jumped off the table and said with a smile, "Mother, we are the Eighth Route Army!"

"Look, this is our troop number, New Independence Regiment!"

"The new independent regiment?" the aunt asked in surprise: "We know the independent regiment, Li Yunlong's troop is good at fighting devils."

"But whose army is this new independent regiment? Have you never heard of it?"

The monk smiled: "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. If you have relatives, friends or neighbors who want to be soldiers, then come to our new independent regiment."

"To tell you the truth, our soldiers are definitely the best among all the troops."

Other troops eat porridge and we eat rice with lard. Other troops can’t get enough to eat. Our army can eat enough steamed buns. Other troops lack weapons. Our army starts with a gun, and the bullets can be used at will! "

The monk originally wanted to use these conditions to attract the common people to serve as soldiers, but his words made the common people suspicious.

They all know the conditions of the Eighth Route Army. As far as what the monk said just now, let alone the Eighth Route Army, even the national government army does not have such good conditions.

"Comrade, do you think you can have meat all the time?" A young citizen asked.

The monk nodded: "There is more than just meat? As long as you can adapt to our daily training, you can eat meat every day!"

"Isn't that a bandit?" The young man asked, "In Northwest Shanxi, who can eat meat every day except those bandits?"

"That's right, you are not pretending to be troops, are you?"

"They must be fake, New Independence Group? When did we have this number in Northwest Shanxi?"

"They are quite courageous. How dare they come here when there are troops from the Eighth Route Army everywhere? This is really the most courageous bandit I have ever seen."

Immediately, everyone criticized him with words and pens, and the saliva was almost sprayed on the monk's face.

The monk was full of grievances: "Folks, we are really not bandits, we are the Eighth Route Army, and we fight devils!"

"Monk, look at what you've done!"

Chen Kuan, who came in a hurry, squeezed into the crowd, grabbed the monk's arm and dragged him off the table.

"Are you here to recruit troops or to make a fool of yourself? The head of the regiment is almost mad at you."

The monk had a bitter face and kept scratching the back of his head: "I just wanted to attract everyone here first, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"Old Chen, what should we do now?"

Chen Kuan rolled his eyes, and quickly turned his head to look at everyone: "Folks, folks, please be quiet, we are really not bandits."

"It's not a bandit, what's the matter with your number?"

"Our Eighth Route Army troops can't even eat. If you eat meat every meal, it's not a bandit, what is it?"

Immediately, the crowd became restless again, and Chen Kuan hurriedly shouted: "Folks, our army has just been established, and it's normal that you don't know about it."

"Just today, the deputy commander-in-chief of our Eighth Route Army just gave us designations."

Everyone fell silent immediately, and after looking at each other, an old woman walked out of the crowd.

"Even if what you said is true, what did he just say about eating meat? This is simply impossible in the Eighth Route Army."

Chen Kuan quickly said, "Ma'am, it's true that our Eighth Route Army's conditions are tough, but isn't it also divided into troops?"

"As we all know, most of the rations of our Eighth Route Army were seized from the devils. If you beat the devils well, you will naturally be able to eat meat, right?"

Everyone nodded, and the young man stepped forward and said: "You mean you are good at beating devils? Who is your leader? We must have heard of the powerful leader. If we haven't heard of you, you are here to deceive!"

Chen Kuan said with a smile: "Our team leaders must have heard of it!"

"Our group leader is called Wu Qianli, who was the one who wiped out a brigade of devils some time ago!"

"It turned out to be Battalion Commander Wu! Has he been promoted to regiment commander?" The aunt said excitedly, "I said that our Eighth Route Army will not treat Battalion Commander Wu badly!"

The young man smiled and said, "Battle Commander Wu is so good at beating devils, he is already qualified to be promoted to regiment commander."

"Since it's Team Leader Wu's team, everything they said makes sense."

"Comrade, do you think I can do it? Can I also join you and fight devils with you?"

"Comrade, I want to sign up, and I want to fight devils with Captain Wu."

Immediately, the crowd boiled up, and the attitudes of the people who were still doubting changed drastically, and they all clamored to join Wu Qianli's team.

The common people who were watching all of a sudden gathered around, Wu Qianli shook their heads helplessly!