"Hahaha!"
In the main tent of the Western Liang Army, Dong Zhuo patted Dong Song's shoulder hard.
"Retreat. Your performance today was not bad. You did not disappoint me.”
"Troubled times are about to arise. I want to be loyal to the country and share my father's worries. Today, I didn't disappoint my father, so I'm very relieved.”
"En, this time I'll let you be the vanguard general, so you must perform well.”
Dong Zhuo's expression turned serious.
"If your performance is good, I will reward you. If your performance is too bad, I will not be biased towards you.”
"I understand!"
Dong Song cupped his fists at Dong Zhuo. When Dong Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help but nod.
"Milord, when we retreat to the battlefield, we still need capable people to assist us. I have two generals under my command. In terms of martial arts, they can guarantee the safety of the retreat, and in terms of strategy, they can help the retreat to make great contributions.”
Niu Fu took a step forward and said to Dong Zhuo.
Niu Fu was extremely unwilling to accept his failure to compete for the vanguard position.
Helpless, Niu Fu could only turn to the second best option and try to place his trusted aide beside Dong Song.
According to Niu Fu's understanding of Dong Song, Dong Song was a weak person.
Niu Fu believed that the person he had placed there would be able to take over Dong Song's authority in a short period of time.
At that time, even if he wasn't the vanguard general, he would still be able to control 3,000 vanguard elites.
"I already have two deputy generals, so there's no need to trouble General Niu with this matter.”
Dong Song cupped his fists at Niu Fu. His attitude was neither cold nor warm.
Dong Song had two older sisters. The eldest sister, Dong Yuan, married Li Ru, and the second sister, Dong Yi, married Niu Fu.
In the past, Dong Song wasn't liked by Dong Zhuo. Among his two brothers-in-law, only Li Ru constantly helped Dong Song. Niu Fu often hit Dong Song when he was down and often bullied him. Dong Song had a grudge against Niu Fu that was difficult to get over.
"Retreat. You have never experienced the battlefield. You don't know the cruelty of the battlefield. If you randomly find someone to be your deputy general, it would be irresponsible to yourself and the soldiers.”
Dong Song sneered.
"Two of my deputies are outside the main tent. Li Cunxiao has the courage of ten thousand men.”
As Dong Song finished speaking, all the generals in the hall stood up.
"Zhe Bie, master archer. No one present could compete with him in archery.”
"Retreat. I don't know where you get your confidence from, but I have to tell you one thing. Don't underestimate the generals in my army.”
Initially, Li Jue had been impressed by Dong Song's performance, but after hearing his words, his good impression of him vanished.
"Do you dare to let him enter the tent to spar with us?”
"That's right. We won't be defeated in one move.”
Dong Song turned his gaze to Dong Zhuo when he saw the crowd discussing among themselves.
"I didn't get enough of the arena competition today. Now that you're willing to spar, I'll treat it as adding to the fun.”
As Dong Zhuo finished speaking, the soldiers immediately left the tent and invited Li Cunxiao and Zhe Bie into the tent.
"Cunxiao, are there any of your generals in the tent?”
Dong Song laughed and asked Li Cunxiao.
"Milord, out of all the generals in the hall, only two or three people can barely last ten rounds against me.”
Hearing Li Cunxiao's words, everyone's anger rose again.
In fact, this was exactly what Dong Song wanted.
In order for someone to remember you, other than slapping him, you had to press him to the ground and rub him hard.
"I am Hua Xiong. Look at how many exchanges I have with you.”
Hua Xiong, who was beside Guo Si, stepped forward.
Hwa Xiong was tall and burly. He held a long saber in his hand and looked a little fierce.
"You might be able to barely take one of my moves. If we were to fight on the battlefield, I would definitely cut off your head within three rounds.”
"Hmph, then let me experience your skill.”
As soon as Hwa Xiong finished speaking, he charged straight at Li Cunxiao.
"Eat my blade!"
Hwa Xiong waved his long saber, bringing with it a whistling sound. It looked extremely shocking.
"Ding!"
The crisp sound of a blade was heard. Hwa Xiong's powerful attack was easily blocked by Li Cunxiao.
Hua Xiong was about to retract his saber when he saw Li Cunxiao's Bi Yan Heaven Facing Claw crashing down with the force of wind and thunder.
Hwa Xiong was shocked and quickly raised his saber to meet the attack.
The two weapons collided, and after a burst of sparks, everyone saw Hwa Xiong's sturdy body fly backward.
Hwa Xiong's body was only stopped after he knocked over two wooden tables.
"What great strength! I, Hwa Xiong, am indeed no match for you!”
Hwa Xiong struggled to stand up, his hands trembling.
"Hmph, then you see, how many rounds can I last in your hands?”
After Hwa Xiong was defeated, a young general holding a tiger head golden spear followed closely behind.
Li Cunxiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this young general.
"No more than twenty rounds."
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