Luan Fei's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of frost, and his eyes were staring at the four people in front of him: "The soldiers under my general went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, not to die. You can stay at home if you are tired of living. There is no need to travel thousands of miles to the battlefield, and you have to trouble others to collect the corpses for you!"

This sentence is completely unkind, and the four of them look extremely ugly.

They thought that even if Luan Fei was ruthless, he was just ruthless in training troops, with a broad mind and a generous heart that could tolerate others, and would not be so petty. Besides, since he was willing to train the Imperial Guards with all his heart, it means that he was actually responsible. It can even be said that he had regarded the Imperial Guards as his own soldiers.

But now it seems that they are too naive.

The atmosphere was strangely silent, and there seemed to be a thread of sharp and tense airflow in the air. Luo Heng and the other two stared at Luan Fei without any moment, their faces were ugly.

Luan Fei didn't want to pay attention, so he rode his horse and took two steps, raised his hand and signaled: "Let's go!"

"Little General." A personal soldier next to him stepped forward and whispered to comfort him, "These soldiers want to go to the battlefield, and their courage and intention to defend their country are worthy of admiration. The general does not want them to go for their safety. The general can tell them, why make the atmosphere so stiff?"

Although this sentence is not very loud, in addition to Luan Fei, Luo Heng and the other four could also hear it clearly.

The four of them looked at each other, pursed their lips, and then looked at Luan Fei at the same time, with their anger calming down.

Luan Fei was silent for a moment and spoke expressionlessly: "You can compete with them for a stick of incense."

The personal soldiers were slightly stunned.

Luan Fei turned his head and looked at Luo Heng and the other two, and pointed at the personal guards who were talking beside him, "Since I don't agree, I will give you a chance. I will kill Yan Yi within one stick of incense, and I will allow you to fight with the army. If you can't do it, go back and train with the Imperial Army."

When Luo Heng and the other four heard this, they couldn't help but look at Yan Yi.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Heng said, "General keeps his word?"

Luan Fei said coldly: "I don't have time to joke with you."

Luo Heng turned his head to look at the other three, and the three nodded at the same time.

Luan Fei raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him retreated to the side, giving up enough open space to display their fists.

Yan Yi sat upright on the horse, holding a spear in his hand, and said politely: "Please give me advice."

Luo Heng and Jin Ziyang rode their horses to stop in front of him, Ji Xiao and Zhang Yuan stopped in front of the left, and the four of them were holding a sword dedicated to the Imperial Guard, looking at Yan Yi with a solemn expression.

His right hand unconsciously held the sword at his waist, and was about to be unsheathed, but he heard Luan Fei say, "Come here, lend them a spear."

The four of them were slightly stunned, and their movements were involuntarily stopped. The soldiers closest to them threw the spear in their hands. They subconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword and reached out to take the gun.

One inch long and one inch stronger.

In the battle between battles on the battlefield, spears obviously have the advantage over swords, especially for ordinary sergeants.

So Luan Fei eliminated all unfair factors in advance, and wanted to convince them to lose.

The four of them held the guns and gently kicked the horse off the abdomen. They were still hesitating whether to have four-on-one. Yan Yi's sharp shot from the opposite side had already swept over, causing a sharp sound of breaking the wind and penetrated his eardrums.
Chapter completed!