Chapter 142 Sold!(1/2)
Hu Zheng followed Xu Yi to the side.
"This time the bandit suppression has made a lot of contributions, right?" Xu Yi asked with a smile.
Hu Zheng grinned, with a light in his eyes: "Nan... my king, I think I'm coming to Nanjiang right. The battlefield is where I should stay. It's ten thousand times more interesting than Taiyi Sect."
"Don't miss your master?"
Hu Zhe shook his head: "I don't want to, Master, he is in a tough state and eats well in Taiyi Sect and sleeps soundly."
As he said that, he scratched his head: "I miss Senior Sister Qiansu, my king, can I call Senior Sister Qiansu to Nanjiang too?"
Hongye raised his eyebrows.
Xu Yi laughed: "Whether Qiansu can come to southern Xinjiang depends on your ability."
"What should I do?"
"Taiyi Sect cannot communicate, you should write a letter."
Hu Zheng nodded honestly.
Xu Yi said: "Show you two babies."
As he said that, Xu Yi threw away the wrist on his hand, and a faint gloss flashed. Hu Zheng subconsciously reached out to catch it, and was shocked to find that there were two more hammers in his hand.
The hammer body is rough, and the picture of killing on the battlefield is printed, with the three words "Luotian Hammer" at the handle.
Hu Zheng tried to wave it twice, looking happy: "Good hammer! Suitable for me! That machete is lighter and uncomfortable to use."
"This is the ancient dynasty magic weapon, and the wolf sword is also very suitable for use, but I am not willing to give it to him. Do you want it?" Xu Yi asked with a smile.
Hongye looked at Xu Yi at this moment, as if he was watching a strange man who cheated on a child.
Hu Zhen nodded wildly.
"When you call your senior sister Qiansu to Nanjiang, I will give you these two magical weapons. In the future, your Hu Zhe's name will inevitably spread all over the world with this Luo Tianhammer, shocking the world."
Hu Zhen's eyes flashed, and he was already trembling with what Xu Yi said.
He grew up in a tiger's nest, with wildness from his bones, and was born to be restless. He was bleeding on the battlefield and establishing unparalleled achievements are what he most longed for.
"One day, I will let everyone in the world know my Hu Zhe's name!"
Xu Yi smiled and spread his hands: "Give it."
"My king... can I give me the hammer first?" Hu Zheng said with great desire.
Xu Yi shook his head.
Hu Zhen gently hit two hammers, and a clang sound came out, and a fire splashed.
He felt itchy inside, but he still had no choice but to lower his head and return the two hammers to Xu Yi dejectedly.
"Who are those people?" Xu Yi asked.
Hu Zheng was like a child. Hearing this, he dispersed with a proud look: "I caught them all and wanted to be my subordinate."
"Subor?"
Xu Yi smiled and said, "When you become a general, you will be your subordinates. What do you want these people to do?"
"You don't know that these people are good players. Although they are bandits, they have never done any bad things. They are very principled and have good strength. The worst ones are eighth grade, and there are several ninth grades. I think they can, so I brought them back."
"Oh?" Xu Yi raised his eyebrows.
Hu Zhe thought Xu Yi didn't believe it, so he hurriedly said, "If I don't believe it, try them."
"good."
Xu Yi nodded and said to the soldier who was driving the jeep: "Get out."
"My king." The soldier's right fist hit his heart, with a strong face.
"Go and try them."
"Here!"
The soldier who drove was also one of the three hundred soldiers of the Mutian Army. It was very appropriate for him to try it out.
"Listen, you all fight him one by one. As long as I let my king see your strength, you will stay. How can a good man be a bandit? It is the king to make a name for himself! The opportunity is right in front of me, take it well, follow me to eat meat and drink big pieces of wine!" Hu Zheng said.
Hongye frowned when she heard it.
Hu Zheng does not have the iron-blooded energy of a soldier, but he is full of banditry and wildness.
Can such a guy really adapt to the rules of the military camp?
Hongye whispered to Xu Yi: "My king..."
"Look first and then talk about it."
Xu Yi shook his head, he knew what Hongye wanted to say.
"I'll do it!"
Soon, a tall man with dark skin stood up, attacked the Mutian Army soldiers with bare hands and bare hands.
After more than twenty rounds, he lost.
Just when he was depressed, Xu Yi nodded: "I still have some strength, so I'll let you stay."
"Thank you! Thank you, the King of Southern Xinjiang!"
"Bastard, it's my king!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, my king, to take it in!"
Xu Yi waved his hand and said, "Next, keep coming."
One after another.
After five people, the Mutian Army soldiers were obviously exhausted.
Xu Yi was quite surprised.
The Three Hundred Mutian Army is a carefully selected elite warrior in southern Xinjiang, each with a strong strength to fight against a hundred.
Just now, there are signs of losing strength when the five people fight.
It can only be said that these so-called bandits are indeed good-powered guys.
"Enough." Xu Yi spoke lightly.
The soldiers of Mutian Army retreated immediately.
The attacking man was a little confused and at a loss.
Xu Yi asked, "Why did you become bandits?"
"We have no choice but to fight in southern Xinjiang for many years."
Xu Yi shook his head: "Not a reason."
A burly young man couldn't hold it in, so he stood up and shouted: "A good person died early, and the disaster lasted for thousands of years!"
Xu Yi looked at the young man, saw his face flushed and his eyes were filled with hatred, and said, "What kind of disaster are you talking about?"
"The county magistrate of Tailiang County, Wufeng County, Jiaozhou, was greedy for my sister's beauty, forced me to death, killed my parents, and destroyed my family. I killed him and was wanted, so I could only be a bandit."
"What's your name?" Xu Yi asked.
"Ran Yikai." The young man was obviously very scared, but his backbone was still straight and not bent at all.
Xu Yi nodded and looked at Hongye: "Give me information within a quarter of an hour."
Hongye nodded and turned around and left.
Less than a quarter of an hour, ten minutes later, Hongye walked back: "Report to my king, that's true."
Xu Yi looked at Ran Yikai: "How old are you?"
“Twenty-four.”
"How many qualities?"
Ran Yikai looked up: "Nine-grade."
Xu Yi looked at these people and smiled slightly: "From today on the southern border, Hu Ben Camp will be built, Hu Zheng will be appointed as the camp lieutenant, and Ran Yikai will be appointed as the deputy camp. You and others will all be soldiers of the Hu Ben Camp."
"Thank you, my king!" Everyone knelt on their knees.
"Soldiers in southern Xinjiang never kneel on their knees. No one can let you kneel on their knees except their parents. Remember it clearly!" Xu Yi shouted.
"yes!"
"Tell me!"
"Here!"
Xu Yi shouted: "Tiger!
"The last one will be here!"
"Take them to the Military Forces Department to collect all the supplies. After resting, we will continue to suppress the bandits for me. In the future, you will be responsible for all the bandits in the 100,000 mountains in the southern border. Those who have to be forced to become bandits will be strong and enter southern borders. They will be sent to the Qinghe and other three cities outside Butian Pass to settle down. Those who are extremely vicious will be killed without mercy!"
To be continued...