Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Wang Long's eyes widened, but Shuangxi held his shoulders.

He didn't see how hard he was, but he forced Wang Long to the spot.

Shuangxi smiled at He Wu's subordinates: "If you want it, you can. The rule in my hometown is that if you want something, you must be able to beat it. If you can beat it, give it to me."

He Wu's men showed their arms and rolled up their sleeves: "Okay, okay, okay, I got Coach He... no, it's Captain He's true successor, so I'm here to ask for advice."

However, Wang Long's face suddenly darkened, and he pointed at He Wu's men and said angrily: "What the hell, captain, from now on I will call everyone, detachment captain. Can anyone be called captain?"

Pistol Squad promised.

Shuangxi looked towards the mountain wall and found that those people were still resting. He frowned and said, "Okay, these bears are nothing."

Wang Long turned sideways and blocked with his arms, then connected with the elbow to hit the hammer.

Divided into four routes: front, middle, left and right.

Therefore, at first, others climbed hard with all their strength, seemingly explosive, but soon after they were exhausted, they had to pant and pause for a long rest.

He Wu, who hadn't gone far, widened his eyes.

Shuangxi nodded and shook his head: "It's okay to form a pistol squad, but there's no need to fire guns. We bring our own weapons."

The number of troops led by Huang Mingtang was over a hundred.

Therefore, he did not tell everyone the number of defenders at all, for fear of damaging the morale of the army.

He Wu also came, happened to hear these words, and immediately became angry: "What did you say? There is trouble at this time, someone, get it for me!"

But the Qing Dynasty inherited the legacy of the Ming Dynasty - empty wages.

They are too crazy and bring their own weapons?

But since the two disappeared, where would they go?

When He Wu, Huang Mingtang and others also climbed up, everyone reported the situation.

It was his turn, and he climbed up as if to prove that he could do it. As a result, his arms were sore and swollen after a while, and he felt like he couldn't hold the rope without resting.

According to what he thought, Wang Long would definitely give in and defend.

The men were lying on the ground: "Yes, they beat people."

If he knew that Wang Long hadn't practiced for two years, he would probably find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Those with poor physical strength will be out of breath after a short distance.

Wang Long leaned directly forward, his speed was so fast that He Wu's men couldn't even close the distance in time.

However, since the Qing Dynasty changed the status quo to local rule, the chieftain's right to speak has become much smaller.

As the vanguard, the Pistol Squad should be the first to climb.

The team's goal is the third fort on the top of Youfu Mountain.

Every time you use your arms to help, your feet are steady and you move up a step. There is a pause in the middle. This pause can not only take a rest, but also accumulate strength for the next time.

Huang Mingtang shook his head: "I really can't tell. Mr. Sun has made every effort to explain that the identities of these two people must not be revealed."

Shuangxi and Wang Long in front marched quickly and arrived at the Zhenbei Fort in one go.

Theoretically, there are 800 people in Zhennanguan.

He Wu pointed at Shuangxi and the two: "They are making trouble."

He Wu also stretched his neck and raised his ears.

Who is Su Yuanchun?

In the Sino-French War in 1885, the Qing government lost Vietnam.

Let me blanch... can a human arm be so hard?

He also practices martial arts every day, but...hehe.

At this time, other people also heard the noise here and came around to check.

Huang Mingtang pressed his hands and said: "Be patient and don't be impatient. Mr. Sun has specifically asked these two to do things expediently. As I expected, they must be the vanguard and went to the Zhenbei Fort to inquire about the situation."

The tone was not respectful, but it was asking for their opinion.

The entire Youfu Mountain Fort only has a maximum of 200 people. The Zhenbei Fort has the highest terrain and the smallest number of people, only about 50 people.

Zhao Zhongyi's original boxing skills have changed beyond recognition, and there are not even many fixed moves left.

The other members of the pistol squad looked up and looked at each other in confusion.

He was also worried about being left waiting.

A punch hit Wang Long's thick forearm. Wang Long didn't even blink, but He Wu's subordinate felt pain in his fist.

Although he did not mention them by name, He Wu understood that Huang Mingtang was praising those two people, and he suddenly felt inexplicably sullen: "Humph, if you are inferior to someone above, you will not lag behind others."

He Wu was naturally unconvinced and was clearly on the sidelines.

At this time, the insurance team has broken away from stances and so on, and has specialized strength and resistance training as well as a cold weapon fighting system.

Is this a self-service battlefield?

But there was no deliberate muscle-building program. Basically, it was no different from the scientific and systematic fighting training of later generations. It's just that the fighting methods are different. They hit the vital points. They are specially prepared to kill and cripple them. They include fists, feet, elbows and knees. They can copy whatever is at hand.

Everyone was sweating profusely.

However, when Shuangxi and He Wu reached the top, they looked at the white fish belly in the east, and saw the majestic and condescending cliffs on all sides.

Theoretically, there are 800 Qing soldiers in the entire Zhennanguan Pass.

There are 20 teams on the entire front line, each with 400 patrol troops, theoretically 8000 people.

But when they reached the back of Youfu Mountain, Shuangxi and Wang Long discovered that there were several thick and long ropes hanging down from the mountain.

It’s hard to say who is whose Infernal Affairs.

Wang Long pointed to the Zhenbei Fort in the distance and said, "Brother Shuangxi, the sun is coming out soon. How about we go and deal with the outlying sentries first to clear the way for the troops behind us."

He Wu's men felt like they were struck by lightning. It was so painful. Could a fist be so painful?

In a short period of time, Zhennanguan was built into an important southwest barrier.

But once the sky gets brighter and everyone wakes up, it will be difficult to make a sneak attack.

Why?

By the time they reached two-thirds of the way up and started to rest, Wang Long and Shuangxi had already climbed to the top... Others climbed slower as they went back, while the two of them climbed to the top at a constant speed.

The fighting of the entire insurance team was taught by Zhao Zhongyi.

At this time, He Wu did not dare to continue talking.

Wang Long didn't even take a breath and spat on the ground: "Is this what you call true inheritance?"

Huang Mingtang still shook his head: "Okay, it's late, we can't rest, let's set off now."

Youfu Mountain belongs to the front road, and the front road is the Sino-Vietnamese Border Patrol Army.

The bodies of He Wu's men were knocked backwards. After falling to the ground, they could not catch their breath and never got up again.

The mountain walls are steep, and for those who are clumsy, their feet will occasionally slip.

There are also sentries on the periphery, but since Su Yuanchun stepped down, these Qing soldiers who were sympathetic to Su Yuanchun began to be passive and slack in their work. They had neglected training for a long time and had long since abandoned their skills. They just slept soundly at night and did not get up to three poles in the morning. Without waking up.

Huang Mingtang smiled at him: "That's natural. The detachment leader has been practicing martial arts for many years. He can walk over walls and walls as if he were walking on flat ground."

He hurriedly punched his face with his forehand, trying to fight back, but the tortoise's punch was weak under the pain.

Obviously, Huang Mingtang couldn't and didn't dare to underestimate the two of them.

The two of them had just climbed to the top of the mountain and were still able to jog with their bags on their backs. In a blink of an eye, they got into the fairyland-like clouds and mist.

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The Sino-Vietnamese border is more than 1800 miles long and has many mountains and rivers. It would be difficult to enforce regulations everywhere.