Three Kingdoms: I help Liu Bei grow thousands of miles

Chapter 572

"Zhong Ling, isn't it?" Seeing Lan Ji's domineering spirit, Guan Xing thought to himself that you shouldn't be so crazy. Without the help of horses, the effect of group fights is still very obvious.

Guan Xing was about to speak out to stop him, but Lan Ji raised his hand to signal him not to continue. The mighty aura was very oppressive, and Guan Xing suddenly felt that Lan Ji was a bit like his father.

Yu Jin sat in the prison car and sneered, thinking to himself, young man, what are you pretending to be?How powerful Dian Wei was in the past, wasn't he outnumbered and killed?What right do you have to be so crazy, do you really think you are Guan Yu?
"Is there no one? If you don't dare, just abide by the rules. When you arrive at my camp, you have to obey the rules. Even if you are a dragon, you have to coil for me, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down. Otherwise, you have to show your ability to challenge."

Seeing that no one responded, Lan Ji looked around at the crowd and continued clamoring. These days he seldom makes a move, and the captives all know Lan Ji's strength from other people.

Hope is the happiest thing, but also the most dangerous thing, because once there is hope, people will easily lose their judgment.

When the prisoners saw that Lan Ji was not joking, the crowd began to get restless one after another. Yu Jin kept winking at Niu Zun, the officer who was questioning just now, because the fire of hope was also ignited in his heart.

"I'm willing to give it a try." The official Niu Zun stood up first.

Seeing this, Lan Ji nodded slightly, and said to himself that if you want to try it, you can try it, and if you lose, you just keep your life, and then people stepped forward one after another.

Yu Jin in the prison car nodded slightly. He also thought that these ten generals were very capable, and they might have a chance to kill Lan Ji to save him. It was too childish for Guan Yu to let such a young man lead the army.

Lan Ji walked to the side of the school field and motioned the ten people to choose weapons: "These weapons are used by my soldiers, you should choose carefully, because this may be your last battle."

The ten prisoners did not fight back. They each selected their weapons on the weapon rack. Judging from the weight, they did not tamper with each other. After taking the weapons, they felt much more at ease.

Although there are many archers on the archery towers around the camp, they thought that as long as they kill Lan Ji, these young soldiers will inevitably be scattered. At that time, they can escape from the city or kill a few defenders to receive rewards. Even if they can't return to their hometown, they can live a good life. half a lifetime.

The captives each chose their swords, guns, swords and halberds. They followed behind Niu Zun with their weapons, and slowly approached Lan Ji, posing for an attack.

Guan Xing put his hand on the scabbard, planning to join the battle to support Lan Ji at any time.

"Why are you still dawdling? Let's go together." Lan Ji shouted.

"Kill me." Niu Zun shouted and took the lead to charge forward with a big knife on his shoulder. The rest of the prisoners all chose long soldiers. The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong. Facing the long halberd in Lan Ji's hand, they dare not take the risk of choosing short weapons .

"Good come."

Lan Ji kicked back with his right foot, leaped forward with the help of the ground's resilience, held the Canglong Breaking Army Halberd with both hands, and swung it in the direction of the opponent's attack.

With a halberd, it splits the sky and covers the sky.

Niu Zun's eyes widened and he raised the handle of the knife to block it. The surging force was like an avalanche, from the handle of the knife to his arm in an instant.

The captives who followed from behind were startled. Seeing Lan Ji's bravery, they circled to his side and behind him one after another, and each of them had their own calculations. Doesn't attacking the front mean looking for death?
Niu Zun knelt down to put his strength on the ground, but the joints of his knees and arms were numb from Lan Ji's blow just now. The moment he regained his composure and stood up, Lan Ji's second blow came again overwhelmingly. .

Lan Ji got the momentum with one blow, and the moment he landed, he jumped up again, his body spun around in the air, the crescent moon of the Canglong Pojun halberd downwards, and a silver light flashed in the air.

There is no pause at all between the two moves, which requires strong strength to support.

With a click, blood gushed out.

The Canglong Pojun halberd was lowered for the second time, and Niu Zun was cut off half of his head. The only eye left on his face was unable to transmit the information he saw back to his brain.

Lan Ji didn't have time to pay attention to Niu Zun's pain, because he heard the faint sound of running wind, he used his footwork to dodge and move, and immediately put himself in front of his opponent.

While the body was moving rapidly, the Canglong Breaking Army Halberd in Lan Ji's hand didn't stop, and the halberd moved with it in an instant.

The halberd pierced through the air, sweeping thousands of troops in a standard manner. This blow directly overturned the two of them and knocked out the spears in the hands of the three of them.

Lan Ji's reliance today is all due to the solid foundation Lu Lingqi gave him when he was a child, and his quick and steady steps make him stronger in foot combat than horse combat.

The Canglong Pojun halberd stabbed or swept, pressed or picked, it seemed to grow in Lan Ji's hands, and after a few moves, half of the captives were killed or injured. Guan Xing gradually let go of the hand holding the hilt, he looked at Lan Ji's indescribable envy and admiration, is a guy who can fight his father, how can he be blocked by these miscellaneous fish?

Yu Jin in the prison car was even more stunned. At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in his mind, has Wen Hou Lu Fengxian returned?The kid in front of him is approaching the top of the Wei Kingdom. Seeing that Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are going to grow old slowly, but Liu Bei has such a strong man, who can resist the younger generation of the Wei Kingdom?
In just a cup of tea, Lan Ji had already killed six people.

At this time, the remaining four threw away their weapons and prostrated themselves on the ground begging for mercy.

Ten people can't beat, let alone only four people now?
Seeing this, Lan Ji sneered: "Give up so soon? I said before that if I lose, I will keep my life. Isn't it a joke in the army?"

"General, please forgive me."

"I'm waiting for nothing."

"We dare not again"

"I'll give you another chance, a chance to survive, and I'll give you another try." Lan Ji said contemptuously and motioned Guan Xing to go over, then asked in a low voice, "An Guo, have you ever killed an enemy? Pass?"

"No." Guan Xing shook his head.

"I'll give you a chance now, do you dare to fight these four?" Lan Ji asked.

"Native chicken and tile dog, why not?" Guan Xing aroused arrogance in his heart, he went to the weapon rack to get a big knife, and looked at the four prostrate captives awe-inspiringly.

Guan Xing has been fascinated since he was a child, and he is not afraid of the blood just now. Lan Ji practiced courage with Gao Shun, and even executed criminals with his own hands under Guan Yu's instructions, so he is quite courageous now.

Seeing Lan Ji's firm tone, the four prisoners also knew that there were so many orders in the barracks. Even if they died in battle, they would have asked for it. They only hoped that Guan Xing would not be as terrifying as Lan Ji.

Guan Xing's foot combat ability is indeed not as good as Lan Ji, but it is not an existence that can be shaken by a few miscellaneous fish. In addition, these people are either injured or their strength is also consumed at this time, and they will soon become Guan Xing's sword. Revenant.

The corpses of ten captives completely quieted the impetuous school grounds. Lan Ji and Guan Xing did not beat the hungry and weak soldiers, but crushed their opponents with their own strength.

The prisoners trembled and dared not speak, and the hope that Lan Ji had ignited for them was extinguished by himself.

If you want to perfectly control the right to speak in the battalion, you can only rely on your own fists. This is the iron law passed by Gao Shun to Lan Ji's military training.

(End of this chapter)