Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Liu Yonghe knew Zhao Chuanxin's temperament.

This person is very lazy. He can only open his mouth when he has clothes to put out his hands for food.

This man did not do his job properly. When he was in Lugang Town, he was idle all day long. He was basically nowhere to be seen on the school grounds.

Therefore, when Zhao Chuanxin came to Beishui Military Academy to train soldiers, although he felt uncomfortable, he felt that Zhao Chuanxin might not do better than him.

Wu Luzhen looked helpless: "Sir, don't be anxious. Originally, the Japanese were going to start building the Tongjianfu Police Station, but when Zhao Chuanxin made such a fuss, they lost the opportunity."

Damn it, we are one step closer to becoming a powerful Douzong man!

After Ge Yunpeng took a deep breath, he said, "Captain Zhao, please tell us what's going on."

However, the story of "Fights Break the Sphere" is still very effective.

After training for a long time, many people felt bored. Seeing a few people gathered around Zhao Chuanxin, they all followed him to join in the fun.

"That's right, I'm in high spirits."

In fact, as early as 1902, South Korea took advantage of Russia's occupation of Northeast China and sent people to the Yanbian area to carry out illegal expansion activities, organized private artillery teams, established barracks, attacked the Qing Dynasty soldiers, and also investigated the household registration and tax collection of settlers. Divide administrative regions, etc.

After reaching the end point.

He began to practice forcefully and worked hard. Starting from a strand of fighting spirit as small as a hair, he practiced without sleep and food, and gradually expanded the fighting spirit to two hairs.

I am...

"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war!"

The painter was quite talented, combining Eastern traditions with Western realistic styles to create patterns suitable for newspaper printing.

He wanted to defeat Zhao Chuanxin and then regain power in his own hands.

Zhao Chuanxin held the flue between his arms and said: "The story I want to tell is called "Fight to Break the Sphere"..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a match, lit it for him, and took one himself.

In fact, it is very short, but everyone feels a sense of upgrade after watching it.

The farmers on the island of Jiandao read "The Wandering Story of Little Stick" with great gusto, but they used the newspapers of Saito Kijiro and others to build walls.

The man took the cigarette and said, "Oh, 'Blue Beauty' foreign cigarette, it smokes so well."

Seeing his firm expression, he was determined not to continue talking.

But Chinese people have classified various tobaccos into three, six or nine grades.

There are tons of these fucking slutty words, and they don’t even get repeated.

For the past two days, Zhao Chuanxin slapped him in the face and gave him sweet dates. When he couldn't practice anymore, he gave him chicken blood. When he was tired, he told stories.

Seeing everyone looking at him eagerly, he clapped his hands, cleared his throat and said, "Before the formal training, I will say one more thing..."

It's not a war with the Qing army, it's a war with the rebel army.

Moreover, as a leader, he should be authoritative.

"Captain Zhao, how do you know you have become a master?"

The result was repeated defeats.

However, Zhao Chuanxin stood up, picked up the vitex tree, and said with his hands behind his back: "Want to hear the following? Well, have you seen the progress bar? Now practice hard for me. I think your progress bar has reached this point, so I will continue to tell you. .”

The various conflicts on Jiandao were also spread, exposing the Japanese's wolf ambitions in front of all walks of life in the country, and incidentally also told the story of the betrayal army and Zhao Chuanxin.

Therefore, Liu Yonghe speculated that in the near future, the little devils would stir up trouble and find an excuse to start a war.

He even drew all the manuscripts for the next half month.

Others were jealous: "Captain Zhao, give me one too."

Upon hearing that Zhao Chuanxin was about to tell another story, everyone got excited, stretched their necks, cocked their ears, and fell silent spontaneously.

That's when the farmers began to burn the land.

But since Zhao Chuanxin took over, running has become the norm.

Chen Zhaochang was surprised: "How can those paintings have such an effect?"

It's not like this!

Although the progress is slow, he is not discouraged at all, just like your current training progress bar..."

Liu Yonghe was at the front of the team. He looked at it and shook his head, thinking that Zhao Chuanxin was too childish.

Not to mention other people?

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes, stretched out his arms and gestured: "Look, if the masters have such a long progress bar, you are only a little bit like this now. I will evaluate your daily training results and tell you what has happened." Which realm have you reached, so that you can intuitively understand your own skills?"

Hope that won't be the case.

In order to conform to the characteristics of the times and avoid being too exaggerated, Zhao Chuanxin began to make magical changes.

Then he took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Take one, let's take a rest."

Hey, people, just can't be too impulsive.

It must be that the story was told in such a bloody way that even I thought I had become the kind of loser protagonist who doesn't attract attention but can explode at any time.

When it was mentioned that Xiao Yan was about to slap the clan in the face, Zhao Chuanxin finished his words: "Okay, that's it for now. If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the explanation below."

Seeing that he was still unconvinced, Wu Luzhen said with a smile: "Mr. Chen still doesn't know that the people of Jiandao have a tendency to be at odds with the Japanese. In fact, they began to feel that the rebel army was their savior. In addition, There are rumors outside that after a while, the rebels will show them free movies."

This progress is a bit long...

Riding a horse, Zhao Chuanxin carried the paper and showed it in a circle.

In fact, Liu Yonghe only saw the side of Zhao Chuanxin who was beating people, but not the other side.

Ge Yunpeng, who was familiar with Zhao Chuanxin, shrank his neck and asked: "Captain Zhao, where is our progress bar?"

That day, at 5:30 in the morning, Zhao Chuanxin was woken up by Cui Fenghua.

Chen Zhaochang was not happy: "The paintings are messy, insulting to elegance, and unsightly. How could I, together with those foolish men and women, look at such filthy works?"

After the Zhongyi Army was defeated and destroyed, he fled to Lugang Town for refuge.

As for sharing the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, I'm sorry, Captain Zhao can't do that.

"..." Cui Fenghua said aggrievedly: "It was you who asked me to wake you up yesterday."

Liu Yonghe felt that Zhao Chuanxin might destroy his seeds of betrayal.

"Have confidence, you can definitely run to the finish line!"

Liu Yonghe, who was sweating profusely, was speechless.

Get rid of the golden fingers and the old man.

Ge Yunpeng grimaced: "Captain Zhao, this is too long."

At that time, the people did not recognize what this thing was, and thought it was a plaything. They only thought it was strange, but there were only a few buyers.

Zhao Chuanxin finally gave him one.

The problem is, the story is very poor.

Captain Zhao is not a son of a man, so when did he get such a cruel whip again.

From time to time, Zhao Chuanxin and the chicken thieves would lift the progress bar on the drawing board to make it easier for them to substitute.

Everyone saw that the progress bar had reached at least one-sixth of the way.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin becomes a useless person, he will choose to lie down and there will be no such thing as rising up.

Zhao Chuanxin blew the eagle bone whistle and summoned Mi Shan.

At that time, their posture seemed to have already taken the Yanbian area into their pocket.