Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Zhan Changsheng held a longbow and carried a buckskin quiver on his back, but there were only three feathered arrows in the quiver. The sharp arrows were removed, and they were wrapped in cloth strips and stained with some lime.In this way, once the opponent is shot, a mark can be left for judging the outcome.

The soldier reported his name and said: "Liao Qi from the Ninth Battalion of Fu Mo came to ask for advice." The soldier's voice was like a bell, and the two golden melon hammers danced like a windmill, and tigers and tigers came to kill the generals.

Zhan Changsheng only moved the sole of his foot, and turned sideways to avoid the hammer blow.His body is as fast as a ghost, and as light as a crane's feather, his feet are exerting force, as if using the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch, but within half a breath, he has already rushed to the other side of the ring.Immediately, he took an arrow with his backhand, drew the bow and set the arrow, turned around and shot.

The bow and arrow casted like lightning, and hit Liao Qihou's heart right on, leaving a white mark the size of a copper coin on Daiqing's military uniform.

The onlookers cheered and shouted: "Win!"

Xu Sanbao was just out of breath at this time, and he rushed over with a long training gun, just as the soldiers cheered, he wiped his sweat and had to put the long gun on the ground.

The rat-whiskered referee was silent, he was really looking at his nose and his heart, only staring carefully at the teacup in his hand, turning a deaf ear to the scene in front of him, turning a blind eye.

Liao Qi got the acquiescence, he immediately cheered up, turned around and charged, and the pumpkin hammer slammed on Zhan Changsheng's head with a loud bang.

Zhan Changsheng didn't expect the referee to be silent, he lost his attention for a moment, a golden light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he hastily turned sideways to avoid it.The strong wind blew his left shoulder suddenly, and the pain exploded immediately, and the crowd also cried out in alarm.

The gourd hammer fell to the ground, and actually smashed several cracks on the flagstone floor of the school yard.

Li A Niu said angrily: "The competition in the army is as soon as it is ordered. What is the intention of such a painful killer!" All the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion agreed one after another, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

The rat-bearded referee said slowly: "If you meet someone who is evenly matched, you will naturally fight with all your strength. It is inevitable that you will miss occasionally. The soldiers must not get angry. Liao Qi, there must be no next time."

Liao Qidao: "I obey." But the pumpkin hammer in his hand was still powerful and mighty, making people dizzy.

Zhan Changsheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain. As soon as he stood up, he staggered a few steps and nearly fell.Holding the bow in his left hand and holding his left shoulder tightly with his right hand, it seemed that the pain was unbearable.

The soldiers watched anxiously. Although there were some booers, there were also some comrades who were concerned: "Could it be that you have hurt your muscles and bones? If you don't admit defeat first, go to the doctor quickly. Don't become disabled because of a little emotional dispute."

Zhan Changsheng only gritted his teeth and said, "It's nothing."

Liao Qi smiled and said: "You look frail, but you have a bit of backbone. Grandpa will send you out of the ring."

He shouted loudly, like a bull rushing, the two hammers suddenly pushed forward, but unexpectedly the hammer head missed.The boy who was supposed to be in front of him had disappeared, but a clear voice came from behind him, "Where are you looking?"

Liao Qi had just turned his head when the center of his eyebrows was slammed by a force, white ashes flew all over his face, and Zhan Changsheng shot an arrow between his eyebrows.He stumbled back two steps, the pumpkin hammer fell to the ground with a bang, the burly soldier covered his eyes, rolled on the ground, howling in pain.

Liao Qi's companion rushed into the arena, helped him back down, and went to look for a military doctor.

Zhan Changsheng had just delivered the bow and arrow, and he was kneeling on the ground, with a dull pain in his left shoulder that was almost numb.

But the rat-bearded referee said angrily at this moment: "Zhan Changsheng, you actually used such indecent means to maliciously hurt people during the competition in my subdue demon camp! Come on, detain me!"

As soon as he said his words, the crowd became furious, and the soldiers of the [-]th Battalion regarded Zhan Changsheng as the pride of the first battalion.Li Aniu said even louder: "The lime powder was originally brought with the arrow, so how could Zhan Changsheng do it on purpose? What's more, he has hit the opponent before. If it wasn't for the unfairness of the referee, how could it cause trouble later?"

The referee Shuxu had no expression on his face, and said coldly: "I missed it before, and I should be fined and hit. I will claim it myself. Come on, let Zhan Changsheng be put under custody first."

On the contrary, Zhan Changsheng calmed down, he only comforted his comrades with a few words, told them not to make mistakes, and entrusted Li A Niu to keep the fire stick properly, and then left the ring with the two soldiers.

The two personal soldiers didn't say a word, they just sent him into an empty tent and guarded the door.

After a while, the door curtain was adjusted, and a middle-aged doctor came in to heal Zhan Changsheng's wounds.He had received a blow to his left shoulder, and now it was bruised and swollen under the skin, and it bulged high.The doctor applied the special ointment thickly on the shoulders, and then carefully bandaged it.Then he warned: "Fortunately, no bones and muscles have been injured. Take care of yourself in the past few days, and don't do heavy labor."

Zhan Changsheng said: "I can save it, thank you Lang Zhong."

The doctor retreated, and leaned too far, and the rat-whiskered referee entered again.

Zhan Changsheng sat on the head of the bed, his upper body was naked, only his shoulders were wrapped with muslin cloth, when he saw the referee entering, he bowed his hands calmly, "Forgive me for my injuries, so I cannot salute."

The rat-bearded referee smiled and said, "It's okay, I didn't expect me to make things difficult everywhere, and I don't see you being angry at all, but why?"

Zhan Changsheng raised his eyes to look at the referee, and after a long time he smiled, "I didn't know why at first, I didn't know where I offended the officer, but after looking at the officer more, I suddenly realized."

The mouse-bearded man was very interested, stroking the three black beards lightly, "Oh? How did you suddenly realize it? Could it be that you have fallen in love with me?"

Zhan Changsheng said: "The beard on the left has never been glued firmly."

The gesture of the rat-bearded man froze suddenly, but there was a burst of loud laughter outside the door.

A group of three, headed by Xia Yuanzhao, opened the door curtain and entered.

Xia Yuanzhao said with a smile: "Ah Xia, you claim to be a master of disguise, no one can beat you, and today you finally stumbled."

The mouse-bearded man frowned slightly, and he had drawn out his sword to act as a mirror, reflecting on his face, carefully looking for flaws, "What, there is such a thing?"

Zhan Changsheng only sighed halfway in his heart, he didn't dare to push him any further, he hurriedly got up and saluted Xia Yuanzhao.

Xia Yuanzhao supported the young man's arms, and said softly: "You are injured, get up quickly."

Behind him are two attendants, one is the black-faced general named Zhou Chong who once scolded him in the school grounds, the other is a middle-aged scribe, as thin as a green bamboo, his eyes are cloudy, as if he has not woken up all year round , it was Zhu Zidao, the first military advisor under Xia Yuanzhao's command.

Just as Zhan Changsheng stood up, the disguised mouse-bearded referee squeezed forward angrily, grabbed a strand of beard with two fingers, and said angrily: "How dare you lie to me? This beard is clearly sticky, if it is not soaked in special potion , even if you pretend to be three or five days, it won't fall off!" At this time, it was replaced by a woman's voice.

Xia Yuanzhao said with a smile: "Ah Xia, don't worry about it. Changsheng, how did you see through the disguise, tell her clearly."

Zhan Changsheng said shamelessly, "It's just a three-point speculation and seven-point deceit. I'm ashamed that I got it right."

A-Xia took out the medicine and dripped it on a piece of cotton cloth, and rubbed it on her face, all the triangular eyes, mouse whiskers, and moles fell off, revealing a young woman's face.The snow is white and clear, and there is a sassy and heroic spirit between the brows. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "I actually underestimated you."

Xia Yuanzhao said, "Ah Xia, can this young man enter your Iron Fence Camp?"

A Xia said with a hearty smile: "Don't be surprised when things change, you're skillful, thoughtful, it's natural."

Zhan Changsheng was overjoyed.The Changning army is divided into three armies: step, cavalry and shooter. The infantry is named Fumo, the cavalry is named Jiangmo, and the bow and crossbow are named Pomo. This Tieliying is a unique cavalry team that directly belongs to Xia Yuanzhao. The special forces seen are no different.

Xia Yuanzhao said with a smile: "Changsheng, are you willing?"

Zhan Changsheng hastily clasped his fists in salute, and said in a loud voice: "General Meng loves you wrongly, I am willing!"

After Zhan Changsheng returned to the camp, he was surrounded by his fellow robes, asking for their health, while Li A Niu brought up his precious gun.

Zhan Changsheng hurriedly caught the gun barrel and thanked him.He remembered Xia Yuanzhao's reminder that he didn't mention the matter of Tie Liying, he only presumed that the matter had been clarified and Liao Qi was fine, so he continued the ring competition tomorrow.

Then he said with a smile: "This is a blessing in disguise. The general asked me to teach that exercise to the whole army. I can't practice it successfully today, why don't you learn from me."

Everyone was overjoyed, and surrounded Zhan Changsheng to the school grounds.

Zhan Changsheng's left shoulder was injured, so he held the long stick in his right hand, and first drew the first form of the Seven Birds Art on the sand, and asked everyone to memorize it before slowly practicing it.He pointed out from the side, and then picked up the important points and explained them one by one.

When everyone was practicing, he stood aside with a long stick in his hand, and called out in a low voice, "Zhanlong?"

During the competition in the arena, A Xia took the long stick to check it out, and Zhan Changsheng suddenly heard Zhan Long's voice resounding in the sea of ​​consciousness, implying a trace of anger, "You handed me over to the woman's hand at will, and I will transform into shape in the future, and I will never Forgive you!"

If not, how could he reveal A-Xia's real body in one word.

At this time, Zhanlong didn't move at all.

Zhan Changchang sighed, turned his head slightly, leaned his cheek against the cold and rough stick, and still whispered: "I'm sorry, but now I'm just a soldier, and you are so eye-catching, it is inevitable to be touched by others. , Right now... bear with it."

He is now alone, and the only person who can accompany him to reminisce about the years in Qinghe Village is Yu Zhanlong.

Zhan Long still didn't speak, which made Zhan Changsheng feel melancholy.

After the camp drum sounded, the noisy barracks fell silent again.

When Zhan Changsheng closed his eyes and slept peacefully, his lips and teeth were suddenly blocked by someone.

He opened his eyes in horror, facing Shang Zhanlong's dark golden eyes.The two of them entangled their lips and tongues, deep into their throats, sucking and hooking, the heat flowed in, and the fresh air gushed out, endlessly circulating between the tongues.Perhaps the tip of his tongue was too deep into his throat, which was obviously a means of cultivation, but it caused Zhan Changsheng to feel a little distracted and passionate, which made his breathing dazzled and his blood became hot.

There were ten soldiers living in this camp, he was afraid of alarming others, so he could only hold back desperately.

After a long time, Zhan Changsheng found it hard to breathe, so he pushed him, but Zhan Long made an inch, his slender and powerful fingers clasped the back of Zhan Changsheng's head, his tongue was hotly entwined, and his other hand slipped from his back.

Zhan Changsheng felt that he was treated as frivolous by that person as a woman, he couldn't help being furious, he clenched his teeth and bit the tip of Zhan Long's tongue hard.

A muffled snort sounded in the silence, startling the bystanders.