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

"Get off your horses, hurry up!"

Sun Desheng glanced coldly at Wang Hai and the others, while his subordinates had already pulled the bolt, and there was a tendency to shoot if there was any disagreement.

Seeing that they were surrounded, Wang Hai and the others had no choice but to dismount obediently.

"Who are you? Tell me clearly, or I will be the first to slaughter this bald head."

The monk who was held down by Sun Desheng snorted coldly: "You are quite powerful, you have two brushes."

"But a sneak attack is not a hero. If you have the ability to let me go, let's compete one-on-one."

Sun Desheng drew out his dagger and pressed it against the monk's neck: "You are bald, you have little hair, and your brain is not good."

"Now it's a war. In a war, you must kill the enemy by any means. Who wants to compete with you one-on-one?"

The monk became anxious in an instant, but because the dagger was resting on his neck, he didn't dare to move and could only roar angrily.

"You guys don't pay attention, you are not a hero!"

Sun Deshun sneered: "Are you still so arrogant after being arrested?"

"I'm not a hero in the first place. I'm a warrior who specializes in beating little devils."

The monk was speechless and could only stare at Sun Desheng viciously.

At this moment, a sound of horseshoes came to everyone from far to near.

Sun Desheng's subordinates were shocked. They didn't expect that there were people behind them, so they quickly pointed their guns at Wu Qianli who was coming.

Wu Qianli smiled faintly: "Brother, don't get me wrong, we are all our own."

Wu Qianli approached Sun Desheng while talking, which made one of Sun Desheng's subordinates immediately alert.

"Who is your own?"

"Stop, one more step forward and I'll shoot."

Wu Qianli stopped and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I heard your conversation just now."

"You are fighting devils, and we are also fighting devils."

"We are the subordinates of Captain Li Yunlong of the Eighth Route Army. Like you, we specialize in fighting devils."

Sun Desheng was taken aback, then turned to look at Wu Qianli: "You are the Eighth Route Army? Then why are you here? Isn't Captain Li Yunlong transferred to Yangcun?"

Wu Qianli nodded: "Of course we are the Eighth Route Army."

"Before the war troops were dispersed, we received orders to develop separately, and now my team is developing in Heiyun Mountain."

"How? We are not our own people?"

Sun Desheng laughed, and immediately put away the dagger and let the monk go.

"Brothers, they are the subordinates of Captain Li, put away your guns, don't hurt your own people."

Sun Desheng walked up to Wu Qianli with a smile, and offered to shake hands.

Wu Qianli himself admired Sun Desheng very much, so he naturally had to give him face: "I saw it just now, brother is good at martial arts, and he looks like a martial arts practitioner."

Sun Desheng smiled and said: "No, it's just that I have learned some three-legged cat kung fu before, and I am far behind Captain Li."

"At the beginning, you, Captain Li, killed the Sakata Alliance in the Battle of Cangyun Ridge. It was well known to everyone. What I admire most in my life is the hero who can beat devils."

Wu Qianli nodded: "Under Wu Qianli, company commander of the Eighth Route Army, what do you call my brother?"

Sun Desheng was taken aback for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly: "My name is Sun Desheng, and I used to be a member of the Central Sixth Division."

"Huh? Shi Yousan's troops?"

"Yeah!" Sun Desheng said angrily, "Company Commander Wu, don't get me wrong. Shi Yousan saved me back then, and in order to repay him, I followed him to fight devils."

"Later he turned to the devils. I thought whether it was charging or killing the enemy, if he died in battle, it would be fine. But I would never agree to surrender to the enemy as a traitor, so I took my team and left Shi Yousan's army .”

Wu Qianli patted him on the shoulder: "Good job."

"You are able to clearly understand personal kindness and national affairs. You are a man, and I admire you five thousand miles."

"However, judging from your ability to throw my subordinates just now, you should be from cavalry, right?"

Sun Desheng smiled proudly: "To tell you the truth, I was the commander of the cavalry battalion before, and no one dares to say that the horse's kung fu is second in our battalion."

"This time I came to the northwest region because I want to continue to be a cavalry soldier and kill devils."

"As for the official position, it doesn't matter, as long as I have a fast horse and a sharp saber, I can be an ordinary soldier."

Wu Qianli nodded: "Brother is very ambitious, but it's a pity."

"There are basically no cavalry in our Eighth Route Army. If you go to Yangcun, you may only be reduced to infantry. Doesn't this bury your abilities in vain?"

As soon as Wu Qianli finished speaking, Sun Desheng, who was originally full of enthusiasm, felt as if he had been poured with cold water.

He is clear about the conditions of the Eighth Route Army, and he has already expected this.

However, he thought that if Li Yunlong could defeat Bantian United, his family would not be bad. Even if he couldn't form a cavalry battalion, it was still possible to form a cavalry company, or even a cavalry squad if he couldn't.

But Wu Qianli's words directly pointed out the current situation, which made him a little entangled.

Cavalry, knights on horseback, they all have a knight's proud heart, let them be infantry, they are somewhat unhappy.

Seeing the change in Sun Desheng's expression, Wu Qianli roughly guessed the entanglement in his heart.

"Brother, don't be depressed. If you go to Yangcun, you will be an infantry soldier, but if you stay with me, you can also be a cavalry soldier."

"This..." Sun Desheng hesitated.

Wu Qianli continued to strike while the iron was hot: "Battle Commander Sun, I am also under Commander Li, and joining me is equivalent to joining Commander Li's troops."

"Besides, look at my place, there are many war horses. If you leave, these war horses can only be handed over to them for training."

Following Wu Qianli's gaze, Sun Desheng turned and glanced at the monk behind him.

"Where does he know how to ride a horse? Wouldn't it be a waste of such a good horse to give him that?"

When the monk heard it, he was impatient: "What do you mean, kid? Do you look down on me?"

"If it wasn't for your surprise attack, would you throw me off my horse?"

Sun Desheng snorted coldly: "As a cavalryman, even if he dies, he must die on horseback."

"How can you fight if you can't even ride a horse?"

"If it were me, even if the enemy hit me with a cannon, I would never fall off my horse."

The monk was furious, and rushed to Sun Desheng and said: "Don't underestimate people, you kid. If you have the ability, you can make gestures with me. I promise to clean you up in ten rounds."

Sun Desheng naturally wouldn't accept the monk's aggressive tactics, but he didn't admit defeat either.

"Sure enough, you are bald with less hair and no brains. I told you that I wouldn't make gestures with you. That would be too much of a bully to you."

The monk's face turned green: "Who do you say has a bad brain? My head is three catties heavier than yours when I pry it open."

Sun Desheng ignored him this time and turned to look at Wu Qianli.

Wu Qianli smiled faintly: "How about it? Let's stay and fight devils together?"

After a few seconds of silence, Sun Desheng raised his head and said with a smile, "Success!"

"As long as I can fight devils on horseback, I'm willing to stay!"