Liu Xin looked around. Except for the county soldiers under Yongkai, Gao Ding and others who were still orderly when they retreated, the rest of the brutal soldiers were all huddled together. You squeeze me and I will fight you. Covering up the past can indeed cause a lot of damage to them. Liu Xin lifted his whip lightly and wanted to order an attack, but Zhu Rong's frowning brow was caught in the corner of his eye, thinking of the people who had promised not to kill her indiscriminately, he could not help but sighed. : "Forget it, take your troops back to camp,"
Returning to the Central Army’s Great Tent, some soldiers had taken the abandoned slave up there long ago. After receiving Dianwei’s heavy blow, the abandoned slave's head was still a little groggy. He shook his head vigorously and looked around. This I realized that I had been a prisoner of the Han army, and I couldn’t help but uttered a lot of savage things.
Zhu Rong acted as a translator for Liu Xin, and whispered a few words in his ear. It turned out that this abandoned slave was still dissatisfied. He felt that it was only due to Dian Wei's deception. If he competed with strength, he would not lose to him.
Liu Xin laughed and said: "Just compete with strength, even if you don't lose to him, I'm afraid it will be hard to beat him."
Looking at the bewildered abandoned slave, Zhu Rong smiled faintly, and translated Liu Xin's words into barbaric language and told him.
Abandoned slave first looked at Zhu Rong in surprise for a while, then tilted his head for a while and said, "I'm really not sure to beat him,"
Liu Xin nodded and said, "You are also honest. I will ask you what is your name and which tribe belongs to the barbarian."
After listening to Zhu Rong’s translation, the abandoned slave didn’t answer Liu Xin’s question, but said with a head upright: “I’ve lost this time wrongly. You will compete with me again if you can beat me in strength. , What do you ask me to say, otherwise I won't tell you anything,"
Liu Xin realized that he was a rascal, so he didn’t care about him, and said, “You have to know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. There are so many people in this world who are stronger than you, but on the battlefield. It’s useless to fight for life and strength. It’s better than wisdom, skill, and martial arts. Now that you have lost, you should accept your fate. If it weren’t for my brother’s mercy, you would be dead now. What is there to say,"
The abandoned slave shook his head like a rattle, and yelled repeatedly: "I don't care, I only compete with others for strength, or let the yellow-faced man compete with me."
Liu Xin said in a deep voice: "My brother's strength is between you and yours. It doesn't make sense to compete any more. It's better to compare me with you."
"You," Zinu glanced at Liu Xin and said disdainfully, "You can't, the arm is not half as thick as I am, and I won't be able to win,"
This abandoned slave is really a mindless guy. Since Liu Xin knows that he has the same strength as Dian Wei, if he is not sure, how can he come out to fight
Liu Xin smiled and said: "Well, let's make a bet. If you beat me in strength, I will let you go back. If I beat you by luck, you will be my slave in the future."
The abandoned slave lowered his head and thought for a long time, feeling that he had nothing to lose, so he said loudly: "Okay, then let's make a deal, let me go soon,"
Liu Xin waved his hand, and the soldiers on both sides stepped forward and untied the rope tied to the abandoned slave.
Once the abandoned slave was untied, his arms shook, and the soldiers around him shook up and down. Then, the abandoned slave's fists were clenched and loosened, and the joints were slapped, and they had already grabbed a step. They stepped forward to catch Liu Xin. There was not even a sign beforehand. The generals came to believe in Liu Xin's martial arts, and when they heard him answering Liu Xin just now, they knew that he was a foolish guy and did not guard him at all. Will carry out a surprise attack, at this time it is too late to stop,
After ten years of diligent practice, Liu Xin's fist and foot skills have reached the pinnacle, no matter where the grabbing of abandoning slaves is in his eyes, he sits on a chair without even lifting his butt, with a right hand. The fist lightly swung out towards the abandoned slave,
Abandoned slave’s grasp was one step away from Liu Xin. Suddenly, she felt a strong wind hit her face. Abandoned slave only felt that her cheek was hurt by the strange wind, and her breathing was not smooth. I can’t catch it anymore.
Sitting on a chair, Liu Xin didn’t dodge or evade. The key to this empty punch is the speed and frequency of punches. In the blink of an eye, Liu Xin has already hit 18 punches in a row, and he still only Made 50% strength,
Abandoned slave took a breath, wanted to go further, but couldn't. The fist rushed to his face, and it made him unable to breathe, and he couldn't hold back two steps in a row. With a "plop", his ass sat on the ground. From beginning to end, Liu Xin not only didn't get up, he didn't even touch his fist, so he knocked him to the ground in a distance.
As Liu Xin's fists slowly retracted, Qi Nu felt the pressure suddenly lightened, struggling to stand up, his legs softened, and fell to the ground. It turned out that Qi Nukong had brute force, but he didn't understand anything. Fist and footwork. Just now, in order to resist Liu Xin's series of punches, he used the strength of a breastfeeding force and carried it head-on. It was too exhausted, and he has not recovered yet.
Liu Xin laughed, slowly stood up from the chair, walked to the abandoned slave and said, "You do not accept it or not,"
Abandoned slave looked at Zhu Rong blankly, and when she had just finished translating this sentence, she got up on her knees, knelt down in front of Liu Xin, and whispered a lot of savage language.
Zhu Rong smiled and said to Liu Xin: "He said, he is called Zinu, a servant of the Nanban clan chief Mulu. He also said that you just blew him to the ground with a gust of wind. It must be the reincarnation of Fengshen. I dare not fight against you, he will be your slave from today, please forgive him,"
"Fengshen," this result surprised Liu Xin too much. He didn't think about being a god, but just wanted to use the unique power of the hacking fist to give this asshole a bit of power, and only assholes like him would not flash. Avoid, abruptly take this series of eighteen punches,
You must know that the power of the punch in the open space is that the power of the back punch can be superimposed on the front punch. The more punches you punch, the greater the power. Even a running bull can't bear the power of a chain of eighteen punches. Thanks to the strong body of the abandoned slave, Liu Xin did not exert all his strength, otherwise it would be inevitable to cause him to suffer internal injuries.
Just now Liu Xin was just joking with the abandoned slave. He didn't really want him to be a slave. But the abandoned slave was convinced that he was defeated. He wanted to recognize Liu Xin as the master, and heard the abandoned slave talk about his life experience. Xin couldn't help but pondered and said: "If this is the case, then you stay by my side. You can do what I tell you to do. If there is any violation, I will never forgive you."
When the abandoned slave heard Liu Xin agree to accept him, he was ecstatic, banged his head three times at Liu Xin, and said loudly, "Thank you, master, for taking him in."
Liu Xin never thought that a person would be so happy when he was a slave. He couldn't help but laughed and joked: "Abandoned slave, since you were raised by a monkey in the mountains, I will give you a surname. You will be named Hou in the future. Right,"
After listening to Zhu Rong's translation, Hou Qinu jumped up from the ground excitedly, turned somersaults in the air, and said loudly, "I have a surname, my name is Hou Qinu,"
Liu Xin waited for a long time, did not hear the translation, turned to look at Zhu Rong, and asked, "What is he talking about?"
Zhu Rong licked his lips and said, "I'm so thirsty, give me some water."
Liu Xin quickly ordered: "Quickly, get him a bowl of water."
Hou Qinu looked at the bowl of clear water brought by the soldiers. He didn't know why. He raised his head and looked at Liu Xin. He nodded when he was smiling at him. He also grinned, showing two rows of white teeth, and picked it up. The bowl of water was drunk,
Zhu Rong punched Liu Xin's shoulder abruptly, and said angrily: "I'm thirsty. Why would you give him water?"
It turned out that Zhu Rong was busy translating the conversation between the two of them, and his voice was so smoky long ago.
Seeing Zhu Rong poured two bowls of water in succession, Liu Xin said with a little embarrassment: "Miss Zhu, Hou Qinu will be the guard by my side from now on. It is inconvenient to always ask you to do translations. Can you teach him how to do this? Chinese,"
Zhu Rong glanced at Hou Qinu, who was sturdy and ugly, frowned, and said, "I think he is stupid by nature. I'm afraid he can't learn Chinese. I'll teach you how to speak savagely."
Liu Xin thought that if she followed Zhu Rong to learn the language of the barbarians, she would spend more time together. I was afraid that she would sink deeper. After hesitating, when she looked up, she just saw Feng Lie winking her eyebrows there, and suddenly there was a fire, and she said loudly: " General Feng, from today, you will be responsible for teaching Hou Qinu to learn Chinese. If you can’t teach it, you don’t need to stay in the Seventh Legion. Just serve him as a full-time translator."
Feng Lie always wanted to laugh when he saw Zhu Rong beating Liu Xin, but in this big account, he was afraid to be rude, so he had to hold it back. Unexpectedly, he caught Liu Xin’s attention and got angry. The Barbarian Legion was very angry. It will soon be expanded to the seventh legion. With his talents, the position of the legion commander will naturally not be in his turn, but he will not be reduced to a slave as an interpreter, but this is the death of Liu Xin. Ordering, Feng Lie arched his hands frowningly: "I will follow the order at the end,"
Seeing Feng Lie's agreement, Liu Xin laughed and said, "Miss Zhu, General Feng, you all came from the family of the barbarian patriarch, but you know what the origin of this wooden deer is. I heard that this person knows some demon techniques. Good power drives beasts, whether it's true or not,"
Regarding the demon method, Liu Xin certainly does not believe that there is such a thing, but there are many capable people and strangers in the world, and it is impossible to say that some people can tame beasts. In many circuses in later generations, tigers and lions are often used among the beasts. The King of Kings performed shows to attract the audience. If the Mulu can really drive the beasts, you don’t need these beasts to pounce, just stand there, the less timid people will have their calves weakened, and the horses may also be frightened.
Feng Lie listened to Liu Xin’s question, shook his head, leaned forward and said: “The Mulu has lived in the south for a long time, and the final general has only heard about it, but has never dealt with it. I don’t know what this person is capable of. "
Zhu Rong caressed his palms and smiled: "Although we don't know what Mulu is capable of, there is one person who knows it right now."