Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 64 Storytelling

Chuang Po Tian Lei was furious and walked back and forth in the room. The sound of wind caused by his footsteps made the candles sway. His shadow was projected on the wall, teeth and claws.

The military advisor sitting on another chair waved the feather fan in his hand. After waiting for a moment and seeing that Chuang Potian stopped moving, he spoke.

"Your Majesty, why do you need to be angry?"

"Now that the king has captured the city, the Chuangzi flag is sounding in all directions, and heroes from every county are coming to surrender every day."

"The king has recruited most of the soldiers of the palace into the army, and the servants of the family have joined the army. Now there are many soldiers. Even the three rebels in Heishan County are no longer a match for the king."

"We now occupy Fucheng, and we have money, food, and soldiers. As long as we train the soldiers for a few months and form an army, we will be the number one rebel army in this province!"

"When it comes to foundation, King Lao Chuang was not as powerful as you are now. He started early, and the leaders respectfully called him "big brother". At most, he only occupied a county seat, and he was wiped out by officers and soldiers."

"The most important thing now is to integrate the troops and deal with the officers and soldiers of the provincial capital. If we can defeat them, King Chuang can take all the land in this province. In the future, it will be extremely expensive if we go with it. At the worst, there is a future as a vassal king. "

"Compared with this great cause, what kind of trouble can a mere orphan girl make with one or two men in the women's camp?"

Chuang Po Tian Ban suddenly woke up.

"Military advisor, thank you for reminding me that you are right."

"I have nearly two thousand horsemen and tens of thousands of infantry under my command. It's just a female camp. If my niece wants it, I can give it to her."

"In the face of the overwhelming momentum, what do a few hundred troops mean?"

"Now that I have established this foundation, King Lao Chuang is far behind me."

"It's just that my niece has broken up with me. How should I arrange it..."

The military advisor shook his feather fan and smiled.

"King Chuang, this is easy to say. Since you have become the leader of the rebel alliance, the more manpower the better."

"If the young lady is divorced, let's find a son-in-law for her to return to her heart and be close to us."

"When she gets a husband, she will understand the king's painstaking efforts."

Chuang Potian clapped his hands.

"Okay, if the time is right, let's find a home for her. You must choose carefully..."

"In addition, military advisor, I sent someone to investigate the cause of death of my nephew Qin Tong. I always feel that there is something fishy..."

The next day.

The original Qi Mansion is now in the women's camp.

Lu Ye got up early and pushed out the door.

After this period of fierce fighting, Pan Furong obviously regarded him as a confidant, so she allocated an excellent courtyard for him in the women's camp. There were so many rooms that even people from Tiegongfang could settle in together.

The important thing is that next door to this courtyard is Pan Furong's courtyard, so it is very convenient to visit.

"Miss, I haven't heard the story of Yi Zhangqing for a long time..." Lu Ye felt a little disappointed.

It seemed that I was getting more and more tied up in Pan Furong's car.

There is a martial arts training ground in this courtyard. It was originally a place where Mr. Qi, who was unlucky enough to make his own pet's belly, kept wild beasts in a pen. It was bulldozed and renovated by Hu Shan.

There are weapon racks around the place, and there is an iron cage in the corner, with some scattered bones and flesh inside, giving off a putrid smell.

Lu Ye frowned and called to help him.

"What is this?"

"Sir, these are the bones of Mr. Qi and his hound. Commander Hu... uh, the spy named Hu ordered people to move here. He will have a look at them every day during martial arts practice."

"What a pervert!" Lu Zhiyi cursed secretly, "Move away quickly and find a hole to bury each other."

"Master, this man and the dog are mixed together, and they are inseparable."

"Then bury them together!"

After the iron cage is removed, the air in this yard will become normal.

Lu Ye first practiced Gale Fist. After practicing a set of boxing techniques, he was sweating all over. Then he switched to Gale Knife. After practicing the sword and shield technique, he picked up a long gun and started practicing marksmanship.

A set of marksmanship ends.

He concentrated on holding the gun, and then stabbed forward with all his strength.

Put away the gun and stab again!

Three thousand thorns a day can be achieved in four months!

Lu Ye murmured, not daring to slack off.

After fighting for days, it is difficult to stabilize. It is necessary to practice fists, feet, swords and guns as soon as possible.

Several desperate fights were fought with spears, and there were great terrors, great opportunities and insights between life and death. Lu Ye had a hunch that among the fists, swords and guns, the marksmanship should be the first to be practiced, because that time when the city wall faced the Tangzhou cavalry, he seemed to feel the soul of the gun.

However, if he persists for another twenty days, he should break through the bronze-skinned warrior and reach the steel-framed warrior realm.

I am afraid that the progress of this martial arts will always lag behind the martial arts realm.

"Alas, it seems that we can only take the route of proving the Tao through strength. Forget about sophisticated moves for the time being..."

Lu Ye's training lasted until noon. During this period, Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi also came. Their injuries were not healed and they were not suitable for hard training. They just warmed up and quietly left.

Relying on his abundant energy, Lu Ye practiced for a while and rested for a while, and the huge martial arts arena was covered with beads of sweat.

And he gradually entered a state of selflessness. With a spear in his hand, everything around him disappeared, and all the light in his eyes focused on the head of the spear.

It seemed like he was back to that day on the city wall, fighting the Tangzhou cavalry to the death, with the spear like an arm, and the feeling of being integrated with the body.

He stabbed one after another, concentrating on each stab, all his energy and energy concentrated on the tip of the spear, and the tip of the spear was pointing towards the imaginary enemies.

There is Qin Tong, there is the little martial artist with a hammer, and there is the terrifying iron rod and steel skeleton martial artist...

"Shepherd!" A clear voice suddenly sounded in Lu Ye's ears.

He subconsciously turned around and used his carbine.

Pan Furong saw that Lu Ye was sweating profusely while practicing martial arts, so she came over with a water bag to ask him to rehydrate. Unexpectedly, Lu Ye suddenly turned around and shot, bouncing up like a poisonous snake and pounced in front of him.

She was caught off guard and retreated quickly, but the water bag fell from her hand.

Lu Ye caught up with the gun head like a snake. When he saw the gun head touching Pan Furong's chest, he suddenly realized that he was not on the battlefield.

He hurriedly put away his gun and retreated. The water bag fell at this moment. He dropped the gun head and caught it. The gun barrel shook and the water bag fell into his hand.

"Okay, stable boy," Pan Furong teased, "Do you want to rebel?"

"Kill me so you can be the leader!"

Lu Ye hurriedly put away the gun and handed it over.

"Miss, you are unjustly accusing me of this. I got confused while practicing shooting."

"By the way, miss, have you met King Chuang?"

Pan Furong's attention was diverted and she immediately snorted, disdain flashing across her face.

"I've seen it before. He pretends to be a generous elder and seems to care about me more than anyone else."

"It's as if he didn't know what happened yesterday, but this time he was easy to talk to. Not only did he readily admit that Hu Shan was a spy, he also gave my female camp a sentry horseman and a sentry infantry unit."

"Let me expand the number of people within three hundred, and I will be provided with armor, clothing, money and food."

"Shepherd, is Chuang Potian so kind?"

Lu Ye smiled as soon as he thought about it.

"Miss, do you think that King Chuang will gain a lot from occupying such a large city?"

"He has made a fortune. A little leakage from his fingers is enough for us to eat. Two whistles are nothing."

Pan Furong was so angry that she pouted and put her hands on her hips.

"I knew how he could make a loss-making business."

"Miss, don't be angry. You can rely on the big tree to enjoy the shade. Only when Songjiang grows bigger can you be a green man..."

"Hey, that makes sense. I have nothing to do today. It's your turn to tell the story. Well done. I'll reward you with being the commander of the horse whistle."

"Miss, isn't this your place?"

"I am the commander-in-chief, and I will capture all the sentries and infantry. Do you understand?"

"Young man, I understand... the book is from the previous chapter, with one zhangqing knife cutting off the head of the lustful demon Gao Yanei..."

"Wait a minute, isn't Yi Zhangqing going to be the emperor? Shouldn't he be fighting on the battlefield? Why do he have to meet perverts every day? Are he still doing serious business?"

"Well, maybe the general fought the battle for her, and she's too beautiful, so she has a ghost-sucking physique?"

"I always feel like you're lying to me... How bold! Your eyebrows are really raised again... Take my shot..."

On the martial arts field, storytelling has become a complete martial arts practice.

Dacheng Tongpiwufu finally succeeded in suppressing Zhongcheng Tongpiwufu.

Luye returned home with a bruised nose and swollen face...

(End of this chapter)