Great Tang princess

Chapter 620 The seeker of revenge
With a sharp whistle sounded, the first internal football match of the Qingdao Military Region officially began.

This kind of whistle was naturally made by Li Yuechen by the Engineering Academy. Its structure is simple, and its sound is high-pitched and clear, which is much stronger than the whistle of this era.

Most of the whistles in this era were made of bark and the like, which were disposable items, and the sound was not too loud.

Even in the rural areas of the future, many people will be able to make this kind of simple whistle. Usually, children will hold it in their mouths, and some can even blow out music.

As soon as the game started, many spectators present cheered.

Li Yuechen and a group of senior military officers were sitting in the middle of the stand. There was a row of chairs here, and they could see the whole view of the stadium at a glance. It was a position with an excellent view.

Xiaodong made tea on the side, and gently placed it on the table in front of her.

"Well, now this stadium looks a bit bigger..."

Li Yuechen, who was leaning on the back of the chair, muttered to himself in a low voice, obviously very satisfied with this venue.

At present, this stadium is not too big, and the surrounding audience stands only have three floors, but what Li Yuechen thinks is that in the future, he can consider building a bigger stadium in Dongdu or Chang'an. Among other things, at least the audience stands can accommodate seven or eight floors. of.

A stadium of that level is enough to hold high-level football matches in big cities like Chang'an or Dongdu.

At that time, I can also let my mother and brothers and sisters watch the game. Compared with the polo in the palace where there are not many spectators, it is more interesting to play football with the people.

At first, the officers around were relatively calm, but when the left goalkeeper missed and was scored by the opponent's long-range shot, they couldn't help cheering.

Li Yuechen turned his head to take a look, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't be so excited, today you will play all day, save some energy to watch the game in the afternoon."

"Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake! Really..."

"Hey, what's wrong? I mean I'm worried about your hoarseness, so if I don't mind, I can do whatever I want." Li Yuechen waved his hand, then picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

Seeing that the princess was so calm, the officers on the side became somewhat quieter.

In fact, Li Yuechen is also a football fan, the reason why he is not so excited is because they play really badly.

After all, the army is an army, and playing football is only used as an entertainment activity on weekdays, so it is naturally not as good as players who train every day in terms of basic skills.

Stopping the ball beyond five or six meters is a daily operation. Passing the ball without judging the direction and accidentally passing it to the opponent also happens from time to time. There is even a case of accidentally taking the ball out of bounds when running with the ball... …

But in any case, it is just the beginning now, and it is already very good to be able to play like this.

Although these people's skills are not very good, but usually under the influence of Li Yuechen, there are a lot of various tricks, such as undercuts, headers, and even Marseille maneuvers, etc... It's just that when they play tricks, they often Just roll over.

……

Three games were played in the morning, but the enthusiasm of the audience has not subsided, but Li Yuechen still ordered a break for an hour, so that everyone can go back to eat.

After having a meal, I rested for a while, and came to the court again to start the afternoon game.

It's just that the afternoon game is more troublesome, because the afternoon sun is more dazzling, and it is relatively more difficult than the morning game.

But there is no way, this is a simple course, there is no canopy, and there is no way to block the sunlight for the auditorium, everyone can only watch with the awning raised on their eyebrows.

In the era when there was no air conditioning, it would be better to hold the game in the spring and autumn in the future. With so many people gathering together in summer, the chances of heat stroke are too high.

The first match had just started, Li Yuechen inadvertently glanced away, and saw Lun Qinling getting up and walking outside.

"What a pity, I thought he was quite interested in this." Li Yuechen shook his head slightly.

Wang Xiaojie, who was sitting not far away, replied: "Your Highness misunderstood, he is indeed interested in this, but he is old, and it is uncomfortable to sit here all day, and he has to go for a walk in the back mountain every afternoon."

Li Yuechen nodded slightly to express his understanding, it is true when people are older.

Now Lun Qinling's hair has turned gray a lot, perhaps because he eats well and sleeps well every day, and he is also fatter. Compared with before, he looks a lot richer.

Over the years, I have basically fully adapted to the life in the mainland, and the two spots of plateau red on my face have disappeared, which makes people have to lament the adaptability of human beings.

……

Lun Qinling walked out of the court, walked all the way to the back mountain with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help yawning.

As people get older, if they don't take a nap at noon, they will always feel a little sluggish.

This football looks really interesting, and there are many applications that have the way of arranging troops. Sometimes I am really curious, how does this Princess Taiping have such a long head, and there are so many novel ideas.

Of course, it is useless to have an idea alone, one must have the ability to turn it into reality.

Several times he couldn't help but think that if this princess was born in Tubo, the territory would probably be several times larger than it is now.

Yawning and walking, he passed piles of dead leaves that hadn't quite dissipated after winter.

These withered and fallen leaves from last autumn have not completely rotted, and they are piled up irregularly on the side of the back mountain road, serving as road signs to guide pedestrians passing by here.

It is now March, and fragments of green have begun to appear in the woods on the back mountain, which is a proof that the trees that have passed the winter are beginning to rejuvenate. In two months, these seemingly loose shoots will take shape Different leaves make the forest lush again.

With a "click", suddenly heard the sound of dead branches being trampled off behind him, Lun Qinling looked back and saw a young man in camouflage approaching.

This boy is also a student of the military academy, his name is Zhou Bingwu, and he has met him a few times before.

Today's military academies have different departments, and Lun Qinling is responsible for teaching the formation of troops, which is the art of war.

And Zhou Bingwu studied special operations, and he will join the special investigation force after graduation, so the two of them rarely meet each other.

Seeing him, Lun Qinling was a little surprised: "You don't go to watch the game, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Bingwu stopped not far from him, his expressionless face suddenly became distorted, he gritted his teeth and said: "Gar Qinling, you killed my grandfather and humiliated my mother, today's debt should be paid to you." You're done!"

Hearing these words, Lun Qinling was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and said with a puzzled expression: "You are..."

However, Zhou Bingwu didn't want to wait for him to finish speaking, so he raised his hand and twitched at the back of his waist. He was already holding an ax with a cold blade shining in his hand, and the next moment, he was already striding towards him.

Seeing him rushing towards him with an ax in hand, Lun Qinling already remembered the identity of this young man.

However, under the action of survival instinct, he didn't want to die here. Facing the ax that the young man chopped over, he immediately turned sideways to avoid it, and then stretched out his hands to grab the opponent's wrist.

Although he is not young, he has fought for half his life anyway, and Lun Qinling's kung fu is not weak.

Zhou Bingwu was still studying in the military academy, but he lacked actual combat experience after all. It seemed that Lun Qinling, who was in this grade, still had the strength to resist, and was caught off guard by the wrist.

After that, Lun Qinling grabbed Zhou Bingwu's feet and twisted his hands so that his fingers couldn't use any strength, and the ax in his hand flew out of his hands.

Lun Qinling heaved a sigh of relief after unloading the opponent's weapon. As long as there is no weapon, the pressure will naturally be much less.

However, at the next moment, Zhou Bingwu bumped into his ribs directly with his shoulder.

Although the center of gravity was unstable and his feet were staggered just now, he also took the opportunity to use the force of his body to fall forward to pin his shoulders under Lun Qinling's ribs.

"Um……"

Lun Qinling, whose ribs were hit, didn't come up at a stretch. He only felt pain like a needle prick in his ribs, and his movements changed shape. He subconsciously let go of Zhou Bingwu's wrist.

As soon as he loosened his hands, Zhou Bingwu naturally noticed it, and quickly withdrew his right hand, adjusted his body's center of gravity, and rushed over again.

Originally, the distance between the two of them was nearly one meter, but now they were tightly pressed together again. Zhou Bingwu suddenly raised his left leg, and his knee went straight to the root of life and bumped into him.

Lun Qinling yelled inwardly that it was not good, if this place was bumped, it would hurt to death on the spot, regardless of the pain in his ribs, he quickly pressed his hands down to resist the bumping knee.

However, just now when it was blocked, it felt that the strength on the knee was extremely weak, and even one finger could block it.

No, it's a false move!be cheated!

At this moment, Lun Qinling came to his senses and raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Zhou Bingwu's punch going straight to his temple.

But it was just such a head up that caused Zhou Bingwu to deviate from the target. This punch did not hit the temple, but hit the side of the cheek.

With a muffled "bang", Lun Qinling, who was hit on the masseter muscle, obviously paused, and even his pupils showed slight signs of dilation.

At the moment of being hit, he seemed to hear the sound of liquid shaking in his head, and his head froze for a moment.

But Zhou Bingwu didn't give him a chance to slow down. He grabbed his shoulder and yanked him half a circle, and then locked his arm with his hands behind his back. Their arms were stuck together, and then lifted Pedals behind his knees.

Lun Qinling, who was originally in a daze, was kicked like this, his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground!
Zhou Bingwu grabbed his hair with his right hand and pulled it back violently. Lun Qinling suffered from scalp pain and regained consciousness from his dazed mind, but he had already raised his head by the hair.

"Sister!" Zhou Bingwu yelled.

"Whoa-"

The pile of dead leaves not far in front of the two suddenly exploded, and a figure suddenly appeared among the dead branches and rotten leaves flying all over the sky.

This person was wearing an auspicious suit woven with cloth strips of various colors such as yellow, green, and black. He had a well-proportioned figure, but his movements were quick. The moment he came out, he had already rushed towards the two of them.

Lun Qinling opened his eyes and looked down, and immediately recognized that this was Zhou Bingwu's sister, Zhou Caiyu, who was also a student of the military academy.

Zhou Caiyu quickly ran towards the two of them, one dived and rolled forward, and picked up the ax that had just been thrown flying while rolling on the spot, and then ran towards the two of them again with the momentum after the roll.

The distance between the two sides was not that far at first, and they were so close in the blink of an eye. Lun Qinling had even seen the undisguised murderous intent in the girl's eyes.

She held the ax backwards in her hand, with the blade facing outwards, and she could even see a somewhat dazzling cold light.

Lun Qinling, who was involved in this matter, was grabbed by his hair and couldn't lower his head. When he saw Zhou Caiyu rushing towards him, he subconsciously said, "Wait..."

The two of them didn't intend to listen to him at all. When the girl's figure passed them, the ax in her hand cut Lun Qinling's neck accurately.

With a sound of "Puff", steaming blood gushes out from the slit throat directly under the action of the high-pressure pump of the heart, and falls nearly ten feet away.

When the girl stopped, she realized that there was not a single trace of blood on her body.

Zhou Bingwu also let go of his hair at this time, and at the same time raised his leg and kicked his back, kicking his body out.

Lun Qinling, who was already kneeling on the ground, leaned forward after being kicked, and suddenly lay on the ground, making a muffled sound.

His eyes widened, and he raised his hands to cover his neck with great effort, as if he wanted to use his hands to stop the blood that was still gushing out.

But it was futile anyway, his body became weaker and weaker, and he twitched uncontrollably.

Looking at Lun Qinling who was gradually losing his vitality, both siblings stood there blankly, watching until his body stopped moving completely.

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Bingwu turned his head and took the ax from his sister's hand: "Sister, I'd better go back first, I'll do this alone..."

"Do you think everyone else is stupid?" Zhou Caiyu asked back, "At this time, the two of us have already violated the military law, and you want to add another crime of deception?"

"But..." Zhou Bingwu wanted to say something else.

"Okay, as agreed at the beginning, I will take this matter together! Go and report it." Zhou Caiyu interrupted his younger brother's whims.

Zhou Bingwu looked at his sister's determined expression, but in the end he turned and left without saying anything.

……

On the court, the fierce competition was still going on, but the cheers were much lower. Many people's voices were already hoarse, and they dared not continue to shout.

But from the movements of their hands, it could be seen that they were still excited and kept waving their arms.

Li Yuechen held a teacup, crossed his legs, and watched the game comfortably against the back of the chair.

At this time Geng Yunqiang came from behind, Li Yuechen looked back, thinking whether to reward him with some medicinal materials or something, since he has been in the toilet for so long, there must be something wrong.

But before she could speak, Geng Yunqiang leaned over and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I just received the news that Lun Qinling is dead."

"Ok?"

Li Yuechen thought he heard it wrong, and turned his head in disbelief: "Who died?"

"On Qinling." Geng Yunqiang replied with a nod, confirming his answer, "This matter is somewhat complicated..."

(End of this chapter)