Gu Jiao's game was after Daoist Qingfeng, and another game that left everyone stunned.
What is the situation
Why did Han Shaoyu fly out
"Did you see clearly?" Cavalry A asked Qi Bing.
"I didn't, do you see it clearly?" Cavalry B asked Cavalry C.
Cavalry C: "Neither do I!"
On a high platform behind the crowd, Han Lei and Han Wuye silently watched "Xiao Liulang" riding his horse to the edge of the battlefield.
Fifth Master Han said, "Brother, it's no wonder that Ye'er has been planted in this kid's hands several times. He does have some means."
Han Lei looked solemn: "What happened to Han Shaoyu just now? I obviously didn't feel the fluctuation of internal force from that kid. Why was Han Shaoyu knocked out by him? What kind of kung fu did he use?"
Fifth Master Han's silver hair was shining under the scorching sun, and his expression was as cold as his hair color.
His eyes fell on the young man who was pacing on the horse. There were many children of aristocratic families on the battlefield. He looked ordinary, but he was able to be seen at a glance in the crowd.
"It's not Jianghu Kungfu, it's a little trick." He said.
Han Lei frowned, not knowing why: "Tips for carving insects?"
Fifth Master Han said, "Brother, do you still remember the catapult?"
Han Lei put his hands behind his back and nodded: "Remember, one of the chariots used for siege is very destructive. It can be used to attack the city gates and walls, and it can also be used to attack the soldiers defending the city. Did he just —”
Fifth Master Han snorted: "Yes, he just took Han Shaoyu out as a stone. He understands the truth, but few people can create such a hands-on environment and timing when fighting in close quarters. He began to calculate the attack from the moment he came on the court. The distance, the height of the jump, the angle of the lower waist, and even... the speed of Han Shaoyu's shooting, all have a clear picture in his mind."
Han Lei said: "I still don't quite understand."
Fifth Master Han said: "Big brother doesn't need to understand, big brother just needs to know that this kid is a genius."
Han Lei turned to look at Fifth Master Han, and smiled speciously: "You still praise people?"
Fifth Master Han continued with his own words: "But genius also needs a bit of luck. If he didn't have the armor on him, he would have died under Han Shaoyu's gun."
Han Lei's gaze fell back to the young man again. The young man in red clothes and black armor, fresh clothes and angry horses, with an air that was higher than the sky, really compared the children of the aristocratic family.
Han Lei frowned: "I also noticed, what kind of armor is that, how can it be so hard?"
Fifth Master Han asked, "Brother, do you still remember Xuanyuan Li's armor? I'm talking about his most powerful one."
When Han Lei was touched by a certain memory, he frowned slightly, Fang said: "Remember, he was relying on that armor to go deep into the enemy camp of Jin State alone, and rescued His Majesty the captured King. But he was defeated and died. Later, we didn't find the armor, he was wearing ordinary armor. You don't think the armor on Xiao Liulang is the one that Xuanyuan Li used to have? It doesn't look like it."
Fifth Master Han said, "Maybe it's made of the same material, or maybe it's made by melting off Xuanyuan Li's armor."
Han Lei said with emotion: "Fifteen years ago, if Xuanyuan Li hadn't replaced that armor, he might not have died so quickly."
Fifth Master Han said indifferently: "His life and death alone can't change the overall situation, and the Xuanyuan family's defeat is doomed."
On this point, Han Lei never refuted: "Yes, Ziweixing is now, the emperor is out of Xuanyuan, how can the monarch still keep the Xuanyuan family? It's a pity that the armor did not fall into the hands of our Han family. Let’s talk about this selection. Xiao Liulang is a tough guy, you didn’t face him in the first round, so the next round may not be the case.”
Gu Jiao had already gone to the viewing area on horseback. No strangers should enter the aura of the Black Wind King, and a comfortable space was isolated for him.
Han Wuye looked at Gu Jiao and said, "He is not my opponent."
Han Lei turned around and patted Fifth Master Han's shoulder with a smile: "Don't underestimate the enemy, fifth brother."
Han Wuye looked at Gu Jiao and said sternly: "Brother, don't worry, I will not underestimate the enemy. If I meet Xiao Liulang, even if I know that he is not my opponent, I will still do my best."
Gu Jiao's next play is Mu Qingchen.
His opponent was Wang Xu's younger brother Wang Yi, and he had to call him uncle according to his seniority.
Wang Yi smiled and said, "Don't dare to shoot at me just because I'm an elder!"
Mu Qingchen held his long sword and cupped his hands: "This junior will try his best, please give more advice from Uncle Wang."
Wang Yi smiled, pulled out the machete at his waist, and said majestically, "Then let me try to see if your martial arts have improved over the past few years!"
The gong sounded, and the two rode their horses and attacked each other.
Mu Qingchen's weapon is a long sword, while Wang Yi's is a machete. They say that a sword beats a knife and a knife beats a spear, but that's not true.
Each weapon in combat has its own advantages and disadvantages, and it all depends on how it is used.
Wang Yi used domineering swordsmanship, a powerful force that could instantly suppress opponents, while Mu Qingchen's swordsmanship was fast and light.
Mu Qingchen slashed down with a sword, and was easily blocked by Wang Yi's machete.
But if Wang Yi slashed it down with one knife, Mu Qingchen might not be able to catch it if he took it hard.
In order to avoid taking Wang Yi's move, Mu Qingchen attacked Wang Yi as soon as he came on the court. All the power-type moves of chopping, slashing, and slashing were useless. They were all stabs, wipes, and picks. quick trick.
Wang Yi was dazzled and had nowhere to use his strength.
In the end, Mu Qingchen stepped on the pedals and jumped up, flipping in the air and breaking the leather of Wang Yi's saddle.
Mu Qingchen slashed at the back of the horse with another sword qi, and the horse was frightened, raising its front hooves and rushing forward.
Wang Yi slumped and slipped off the horse along with the saddle.
Just the second after he fell to the ground, Mu Qingchen fell back on his horse, reached out and grabbed his arm: "Fourth Uncle Wang!"
Wang Yi stabilized his body, looked at Mu Qingchen angrily and amusedly, patted his horse, and panted, "I lost! I'm convinced!"
Mu Qingchen turned over and dismounted, and withdrew his sword and handed the salute of the younger generation: "It's the fourth uncle Wang who has given it up."
Wang Yi waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I didn't want to come, but since you won me, don't lose to anyone! Prove to me that I lost to you right!"
Mu Qingchen stared with a complicated expression: "Yes!"
Next, there are three groups in order, but because one of Tiangan Gengqi's cavalry had some trouble, he couldn't come to the scene in time.
Generally speaking, this kind of situation can be directly handled as abstention, but Han Wuye is generous and said that he is willing to wait for his opponent.
This wait is now.
"I'm coming!"
"Who's here?"
"Master Han's opponent!"
"Ah, it's actually him!"
Gu Jiao rode on Heifeng King's back and pricked up her ears to listen to their rhetoric: "Who is it? The reaction is so big?"
"It's Nangong Jing! The daughter of the Nangong family!"
Hearing this, Gu Jiao snorted, looked at the other party with great interest, and saw a woman in armor rushing towards the battlefield.
Nangong Jing, the third daughter of the Nangong family, seventeen this year, has learned a good martial arts.
Hey, I don't remember her among the cavalry that participated in the selection yesterday.
Nangong Jingce Ma came under the high platform where Han Wuye and Han Lei were located, looked up at the two, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "My father is temporarily unable to come, can I play on my behalf?"
It's not possible by the rules.
Otherwise, what if everyone asks for foreign aid
Fifth Master Han looked down at her and said lightly, "Okay."
Nangong Jing said, "Please!"
Fifth Master Han walked down the high platform in a hurry.
Gu Jiao touched her chin, and she always had a doubt in her heart, why is this old Han's hair white at such a young age
When Han Wuye came on the field, he was not riding his own black magic horse, but an ordinary black wind horse.
Nangong Jingliu frowned and asked, "Master Han, why don't you use your own horse? Are you looking down on me?"
Fifth Master Han said indifferently: "Miss Nangong has been worrying too much. I thought that after waiting for so long, the Nangong family would not come today, so I asked someone to take my horse back to the mansion. If I go to get it again, I'm afraid it will make Miss Nangong wait."
The content of the words is polite, the expression and tone are not the same thing.
Nangong Jing became angry and said in a cold voice, "Don't you beat the gong?"
The examiner coughed lightly and sounded the gong.
Nangong Jing's weapon is a pair of knives, and Han Wuye is bare-handed.
When Nangong Jingchao Han Wuye rode his horse, Han Wuye stood there and didn't move at all.
Nangong Jing's martial arts are not on the same level as Fifth Master Han. She can't hurt Fifth Master Han. Before her knife touched a hair of Fifth Master Han, she was shocked by Fifth Master Han with internal force.
Her horse also seemed to be greatly frightened, raising its front hooves, ready to step on her.
Han Wuye grabbed it casually and grabbed Nangong Jing from the ground that was on the verge of touching.
Nangong Jing Huarong turned pale, hugged his arm tightly, and threw himself into his arms.
Everyone's face changed.
isn't it
In the public, the daughter of the Nangong family and the fifth master of Han... uh... this...
In places where everyone could not see, Nangong Jing's eyes turned cold as he hugged Fifth Master Han and fell down.
She is planning to perish together, pulling Han Wuye out together!
In order to eliminate the fifth master of Han, she even took part in the famous festival of her daughter's family.
Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows: "Ah, yes, a kid from the Nangong family has been promoted."
People despised this behavior.
"This poisonous woman! She uses sly tricks!"
"It's over, it's over! They fell!"
"oops-"
The two fell off the horse together.
Nangong Jing entangled Fifth Master Han tightly, with a sneer on his lips: "Let's go to hell together, Master Han."
Han Wuye looked calm, and his thin lips opened lightly: "You, it's too early to be happy."
Nangong Jing's expression froze.
Fifth Master Han opened one of her hands and hit her with one palm!
Under the reaction of the strength, the fifth master of Han successfully returned to the saddle.
Nangong Jing fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glared at Fifth Master Han viciously: "Did you know I was going to plot against you?"
Fifth Master Han said indifferently, "Yes."
Nangong Jing frowned: "Then you still—"
Fifth Master Han sneered: "If you want to calculate me, you have to pay a price, don't you?"
After today, Nangong Jing's famous festival was completely ruined.
If she can eliminate the biggest competitor for the children of the Nangong family, her sacrifice will be worth it.
But now, she sacrificed in vain!
Gu Jiao has a new understanding of Han Wuye, and he is really a ruthless man, who can show no mercy to a beauty like Nangong Jing.
The last three games weren't much of a surprise.
Next was another two-to-one battle, but Gu Jiao and Han Wuye were still perfectly staggered.
Today's intensity is extremely high. In addition to the two military confrontations, there is also a sand table game in the afternoon. You can only leave the barracks after all the competitions are completed.
After the fight was over, it was noon. The first thing everyone thought about was to eat by themselves, and the horses were all given to their followers to feed.
When Gu Jiao led Heifeng Wang over, there was no one in the stable.
Gu Changqing also walked over with his black wind riding, pretending to be feeding the horse, and said to Gu Jiao calmly, "This afternoon is a sand table game, and we will draw lots after entering the arena."
Gu Jiao first checked the feed in the stable and made sure there was no problem before feeding it to Heifeng Wang: "Eleven people, what about the one who is single?"
Gu Changqing said: "There is a direct promotion spot, it depends on who can get it."
"Can I make an internal decision?" Gu Jiao asked.
If he can decide, he must be a Han family disciple again.
Gu Changqing shook his head: "No, it was a draw on the spot, a sand table deduction on the spot, everyone was present, and there was no chance to make a move."
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Gu Changqing said: "After the sand table deduction, there is only one last selection left - the three hundred li ride. This afternoon is very important."
This match is the only selection that doesn't use mounts, and doesn't even have to use force, it's more about tactics.
A person's martial arts skills do not mean that he is good at leading troops to fight.
Gu Jiao had fought in wars, but Tang Yueshan was the commander-in-chief, and her advantage in this regard was not obvious.
As far as Gu Changqing knew, none of the advanced players were not good at the art of war, and even Daoist Qingfeng had read the book of war before he became a monk.
"How about I try it with you?" Gu Changqing said.
"Alright." Gu Jiao responded.
Gu Changqing broke two branches, one for each of Gu Jiao, and he drew a sketch on the ground.
"This is a fortified city, easy to defend and hard to attack. It has 20,000 troops, but the food and grass in the city is only enough to last for three days. The enemy army has 80,000 soldiers. Granary, burn their grain and grass, this battle will be self-defeating. You are the attacker, or the defender."
Isn't this the Battle of Guandu
Yuan Shao led 80,000 troops to attack Cao Cao, who had only 20,000 troops.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Shao not only did not listen, but also locked Xu You up.
Afterwards, Xu You joined Cao Cao and helped Cao Cao defeat Yuan Shao's army of 80,000 with 20,000 troops.
"I'll be the defender!" Gu Jiao said.
She is familiar with this passage!
Gu Changqing nodded: "Okay, my advisors offered me to burn your grain and grass. I took his advice and personally led five hundred elite soldiers to burn your granary."
Gu Jiao: "?!"
Gu Jiao said without changing her face: "This is not a problem, I'll be the attacker. I'll take the advice of burning grain and grass!"
Gu Changqing said, "I have already dug a trap so that your five hundred elite soldiers will come and go. I pretended to be your soldier and went to your army camp at night to burn your grain."
Gu Jiao: "..."
…
in a tent somewhere.
Han Lei and Han Wuye sat on the ground.
There were sumptuous dishes on the table in front of the two of them. Fifth Master Han didn't eat meat, so the table seemed to be sumptuous, but in fact it was full of vegetarian dishes.
Han Lei said, "The art of war is your forte. There should be no problem with the sand table game in the afternoon, right?"
Fifth Master Han slowly took two grains of white rice: "Which level is there any problem?"
Han Lei laughed hahaha: "That's right! My fifth brother is very intelligent, literate and martial, and both are excellent. What level can it be difficult to live with the fifth brother? Your Majesty wants to use this method to make our Han family generals. Handing over the Heifengqi would be too small for the Han family!"
Han Wuye ate quietly and did not speak.
Han Lei sighed, "Fifth brother, if you hadn't been poisoned, you would have been the head of the family."
Fifth Master Han took a piece of green vegetables and said, "The eldest brother is the eldest son."
Han Lei looked at him and said, "Father wanted you to be the head of the family back then."
Fifth Master Han said indifferently: "I'm not interested in being the head of the family."
Han Lei smiled: "Yes, you have something you like."
He said, thinking of something, and frowned slightly, "That man named Xiao Liulang has many tricks, and he must not be allowed to enter the last game."
Han Wuye looked at Han Lei with cold eyes: "Big brother is worried that my dark horse can't outrun the old black wind king?"
Han Lei smiled embarrassedly: "Big brother doesn't mean that, eat! Eat!"
Fifth Master Han ate half a mouthful of green vegetables: "If I meet Xiao Liulang in the afternoon, I will let him out."
An hour passed.
stable.
Gu Jiao listened to Gu Changqing while eating dried meat and snacks.
Gu Changqing rushed the ducks to the shelves, and temporarily taught Gu Jiao a lot of tactics.
He said that his throat was smoking: "...Did you remember all those just now?"
Gu Jiao's cheeks were bulging and her mouth was busy: "... um."
Gu Changqing raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You must really remember, as long as you don't miss Shang Qingfeng and Fifth Master Han, you should be able to handle it."
Gu Jiao hiccupped: "Hmm."
Gu Changqing said: "Okay, the time has come, let's go."
Gu Jiao stood up.
Gu Changqing took all the time to test her learning results: "If there is another foggy day, what should I do?"
Gu Jiao: "Empty city plan?"
Gu Changqing's mouth twitched: "..."
The sand table games were held in a large tent, where the lottery was also held.
There are two numbers from one to five, and only number six is a single.
"No. 6, No. 6, No. 6, No. 6..." The son of the Nangong family recited No. 6 silently a hundred times, and took a look, "No. 2!"
He sighed in disappointment: "Who is the other No. 2?"
"Oh, it's me." Chief Qingfeng said politely.
The son of the Nangong family rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot—
Gu Changqing and Dong's first-in-class son drew No. 3.
Mu Qingchen and Mu's cousin drew No. 4 at the same time.
Mu Qingchen simply went out with water retrograde, either against Wang's family or against Mu's family, all his own.
Fifth Master Han won No. 1.
After another set of draws, Gu Jiao and the Feng family's direct son were left with no draws.
The remaining two numbers in the box are number one and number six.
All eyes were on the two of them.
One of the two will be extremely unlucky, and one will be extremely lucky.
The few cavalrymen on the side didn't know whether they should be glad that they had drawn others in advance without having to face Fifth Master Han, or should they be annoyed that they were impatient and waited until the end, maybe they could get a direct promotion.
The son of the Feng family suddenly became a little nervous: "You, you or me first?"
"Whatever, I can do." Gu Jiao said.
The first son of the Feng family gritted his teeth: "Then... let me go first."
"En." Gu Jiao raised her hand and motioned for him to go first.
The direct son of the Feng family stretched out his hand to the box, but when he approached the entrance of the cave, he suddenly retracted his hand: "Wait! Still wait!"
"Huh?" Gu Jiao looked at him strangely.
The Feng family disciple took a deep breath: "You go first!"
"Oh." Gu Jiao reached out her hand.
The disciples of the Feng family glared: "Hold on! I'll go first!"
Gu Jiao was a little annoyed, and smashed her head with a fist, flattening him on the table: "Whether it's a pump or not!"
The disciple of the Feng family, who was smashed to the point of being unable to fight back, stretched out his hand aggrievedly, went in through the hole in the box, and took out a small wooden sign with a number engraved on it.
There was only one wooden token left in the box, and Gu Jiao didn't have to take it with her hands, so she directly asked Feng family heir: "What's your number?"
Everyone's eyes fell on the small wooden sign tightly held by the Feng family's first son.
The first son of the Feng family closed his eyes: "I, I, I don't dare to look at it."
"Give it to me." Gu Jiao said.
The direct son of the Feng family: "You are not allowed to change..."
Gu Jiao: "Then see for yourself."
Feng family direct son: "Also, you should help me see."
"I'll help you see."
Fifth Master Han walked over casually, and stretched out his slender fingertips to hold the wooden sign of the Feng family's first son.
The first son of the Feng family opened his eyes nervously and looked at him.
Fifth Master Han gave him a look of letting go, and he let go of his hands in fright.
Han Wuye held the wooden sign in his hand and looked at Gu Jiao with a half-smile: "Xiao Liulang, what do you think of your luck?"
Gu Changqing's eyes narrowed, Feng Ling's must be number one...
"My name is poisonous, and I've always been unlucky. I can choke when I drink water, I can't hide from the rain, and I can fall when I walk on the road... There is only bad luck you can't think of, and there is no bad luck that I can't fall."
After Gu Jiao finished speaking honestly, she took out a small wooden sign from the box, looked at it, and sighed softly, "Sure enough."
"Ha!" Fifth Master Han couldn't hold back, and laughed arrogantly and playfully.
Gu Jiao also smiled: "God can't see it anymore... Let me transfer it."
Han Wuye's smile froze.
Gu Jiao moved her fingertips and showed the wooden sign.
Number six!
"Xiao Liulang, advance!"
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