I have three hundred soldiers, all of whom can warm wine and kill Hua Xiong

As He Jin finished reading out the martial arts rules, fifty warriors immediately came forward and each selected a village commander as their opponent.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Sun Shangxiang was the first to step onto the ring.

"This man named Sun Shang is thin and must not be good at strength. From his next battle, we can see how strong the eighty village commanders are?"

After hearing Yuan Shu's words, Yuan Wei and others cheered up at the same time and focused their attention on Sun Shangxiang.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sun Shangxiang walked to the weapon rack and circled around it, and finally selected a black stick as a weapon.

Sun Shangxiang's opponent is named Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao was the burliest among the eighty village chiefs.

The two walked to the middle of the martial arts stage and started fighting.

The two sides fought for less than ten rounds when the black stick in Sun Shangxiang's hand hit Zhang Biao's lower abdomen, knocking Zhang Biao off the martial arts stage.

"In the first battle, Sun Shang wins!"

Next to the martial arts stage, a shout rang out, followed by the sound of war drums.

Sun Shangxiang put down his stick and clapped his hands gently.

This battle is won easily.

It also made Sun Shangxiang a little swollen.

She even thinks that she has the strength to rank among the top ten in the world.

Wei Chu glanced at Sun Shangxiang, who was full of pride, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

Zhang Biao's acting skills are really bad.

He was defeated by Sun Shangxiang in just a few rounds, which will definitely give everyone an illusion.

In fact, Zhang Biao cannot be entirely blamed for this matter.

It is really difficult to lose naturally without injuring Sun Shangxiang.

"too weak."

Yuan Shu shook his head slightly and put his mouth to Yuan Wei's ear.

"These village commanders in the new army have average strength. Not only can Pan Feng and others easily defeat their opponents today, but at least half of the first batch of 50 people can win."

After listening to Yuan Shu's words, Yuan Wei showed a sneer on his face.

"In that case, let's see how the general ends today."

After Sun Shangxiang successfully defeated his opponent, Dian Wei was the second to step onto the martial arts stage holding a pair of large halberds.

Dian Wei's opponent is named Lao Chai.

Lao Chai cut firewood since he was a child, and was forced to join the Yellow Turban Army in his 30s.

Lao Chai, who is now almost 40 years old, is not only small but also has dark skin.

Lao Chai didn't look like a soldier at all, more like an old farmer who had just put down his hoe.

But such an unattractive man, holding a sword and shield, actually fought with Dian Wei for more than 30 rounds before he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"open!"

Dian Wei roared, mobilized all his strength, held the big double halberd, and struck hard on Lao Chai's iron shield.

There was a thunderous collision sound first.

Lao Chai took three steps back in succession.

After taking three steps back to stabilize his body, Lao Chai smiled innocently at Dian Wei.

"I lost this battle."

After hearing what Lao Chai said, Dian Wei hugged Lao Chai's fists very seriously.

Before coming to Luoyang, Dian Wei was extremely confident in his own military power.

He believes that it shouldn't be a problem for him to be among the top [-] in the world.

But today, there is a battle with Lao Chai.

Although Dian Wei won in the end, Dian Wei also spent a lot of effort.

This made Dian Wei feel that there are so many heroes in the world.

Dian Wei felt a little ashamed of his previous confidence.

While Dian Wei began to reflect on himself, Yuan Shu's voice sounded in Yuan Kai's ears again.

"Captain of the new army, we lost the second game again! Uncle, I think we should think of some words in advance. It might be okay to talk about the general later and let the general know that his ability is used to kill pigs. A great general will not handle big things and cannot handle them."

After Yuan Shu finished speaking, Yuan Wei couldn't help laughing.

Wei Chu turned his head and glanced at Yuan Wei.

He was a little curious, wondering what the old guy suddenly remembered.

Smiling so freely.

Huang Zhong appeared in the third game.

On the martial arts stage, it was not convenient to compete with bows and arrows, so Huang Zhong chose a sword.

After more than 50 rounds of sparring with his opponent, Huang Zhong won.

In the fourth game, Gan Ning came on stage and narrowly won.

"General, it's not too late to make amends. There is a problem with the rules you have formulated. The new army commander has lost four games in a row. It is better to temporarily suspend the martial arts performance and re-announce new rules!"

As soon as Yuan Wei finished speaking, Wang Yun followed and said: "Master Yuan, if we stop the martial arts performance at this time, firstly, the general will lose his face today. Secondly, doing so may arouse public outrage."

"Wang Situ, what do you think we should do?"

"Wang Yun is stupid. I think the general has to figure this out on his own."

After Wang Yun finished speaking, Yuan Wei and others couldn't help laughing.

He Jin turned his head and glanced at Yuan Wei and others, remained silent, and continued to cast his sights on the martial arts field.

The rules of martial arts were actually formulated by Wei Chu. He Jin would not refute Wei Chu, let alone doubt Wei Chu.

Wei Chu also remained silent.

The military commander lost four games in a row.

Except for Sun Shangxiang, Huang Zhong, Dian Wei, and Gan Ning are all people with real abilities.

Next, it is definitely not easy for the warriors who participate in the martial arts to win.

At this time, Wei Chu saw a fat man who was more than eight feet long, with a waist that was ten inches tall, and a majestic appearance, carrying a machete on his back, boarded the martial arts stage.

"Hey, my name is Xu Chu, and I would like to ask the village chief for some advice."

"Xu Chu?"

Wei Chu raised his brows slightly, stood up, and walked to the edge of the high platform.

Xu Chu actually came to Luoyang, which was a bit beyond Wei Chu's expectation.

On the martial arts stage, a fierce battle soon began.

Yuan Shu glanced at Wei Chu on the edge of the high platform, couldn't help laughing and said loudly: "It seems that General Wei is a little anxious."

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Wen stood aside and took Yuan Shu's words and said: "If I were General Wei, I would get angry if I saw the commander of my army in such a bad state. Unfortunately, it is useless to get angry. General Wei and the general should now Let’s think carefully about the remedies.”

Wei Chu ignored Zhang Wen and Yuan Shu.

Because on the martial arts stage, Xu Chu had already fought with his opponent to the most intense level.

Xu Chu had even taken off his shirt.

Fighting with opponents while shirtless.

The two sides fought for more than 40 rounds. Xu Chu suddenly roared and despite his injuries, he finally defeated his opponent and walked to Dian Wei's side.

"Wonderful!"

Wei Chu reached out and clapped his hands.

Xu Chu is really too tough.

When this guy goes to the battlefield, he is definitely a murderous god.

Historically, Xu Chu, the god of death, has always stayed by Cao Cao's side. He didn't have many opportunities to charge into battle, and too much of his light was obscured.

Wei Chu saw Xu Chu's life-threatening fighting style today, and he had already made up his mind.

He wanted to release Xu Chu, a fierce tiger, to shock the world, and to make people fear the name Xu Chu.