Zhebe was quickly led down by the model army, and the atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressing.

Duoduo was already in trouble and almost exploded when he touched it.

The Manchu and Mongolian royals seemed to have been drained from their spirits and dared not easily provoke the Model Army.

"Why."

Dorgon sighed deeply in his heart, and he knew that Xu Changqing was not good at coming, so how could he suffer such a loss?

Duoduo obviously couldn't control the scene at this time, so he could only come in person.

He suddenly felt a little regretful, why should he pick such a thorn? Isn't it better to finish the marriage...

Unfortunately, there are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no medicine for regret.

Dorgon thought for a while and said, "Marty, the winner has been decided in the first round. In this second round, I wonder what the Martyr wants to play?"

Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Dagukou is now the controlled area of ​​the Qing Dynasty. My model army is a guest, so please follow the guests. Whatever the Regent wants to play, then play whatever he wants."

The people in the Qing Dynasty suddenly felt a little relieved and recovered a little vitality.

After all, they just lost the first game, and Xu Changqing was also sensible. They still had a chance, but the rules were decided by them.

Dorgon said: "Since that's the case, then, Marquis, why don't we choose a few warriors and compete with bravery? Haha, of course, it's just a matter of stopping, which can be considered a pleasure for everyone."

Seeing Dorgon enduring his embarrassment, how could Xu Changqing not understand his thoughts?

He smiled and said, "Yes. I think the Warriors on both sides are a little angry, and nothing is more direct than this. However, since the Regent, since that's the case, it's better to compete in the next two games. In the second game, choose the bravest Warriors to fight alone. In the third game, both sides choose ten Warriors to fight in groups, how about it?"

"this……"

Dorgon immediately frowned a little.

It’s not that Xu Changqing’s suggestion was not working, but that Xu Changqing took the initiative, which made him feel something was wrong...

The Manchu and Mongolian royal family were also talking quietly.

Soon, many people emitted wolf-like blood in their eyes, clamoring to ask Dorgon to agree.

They can't beat the Model Army with Firearms, but they are brave and brave. How can these genius Han people be their opponents of the Manchu warriors?

Duoduo also blushed at this time and said, "Brother, that's it! Call Oboi over."

Dorgon was still a little uneasy.

He was really scared by Xu Changqing, but seeing that everyone obviously liked this method, he nodded after all, but told him again: "Just just exchange and stop until you can stop, and never hurt anyone! Who dares to do anything randomly and behead them and show them to the public!"

"twitter."

The Manchu and Mongolian royals agreed in person, who should take it seriously?

Could it be that they would win glory for the Qing Dynasty and face for them, and they would still kill their precious warriors?

Even if something really goes wrong, just find a scapegoat at that time.

...

Soon, Oboi, who was on duty just now, came with great strides.

Duoduo, Azig, Sony and others also selected the most brave Batulu under their respective ranks.

They are all burly men in their prime, with neither tall figure nor chewy legs, but their stability is definitely not comparable to ordinary Manchus.

Just one look at the appearance and you will understand that these true Manchus are all masters among the masters.

The model generals all looked extremely serious at this time, and they looked at Oboi and other real Manchu warriors coldly.

They were all people who had been leading troops for many years, and they could see the foundation of these real Manchus at a glance.

This battle is not easy to fight.

Xu Changqing was also very cautious at this time and looked at it again and again.

Especially Oboi, it really attracted

Xu Changqing had a lot of eyes.

Obai is very tall, and he is at least 1.85 meters tall. He has a very strong figure, with almost half a tael of fat all over his body. He looks like a human-shaped leopard, just standing there and doing nothing, which makes people feel the tyrannical sense of aggression on him.

However, Oboi does not seem to be a pure Manchu. He should have some white bloodlines, and many of his beards are golden retrievers.

At first glance, it is simply the legendary Golden Lion King.

Seeing Xu Changqing looking at him, Oboi couldn't help but sneer. Even if he didn't dare to talk nonsense at this time, the contempt was beyond words.

"Master, let me go! I have heard that Oboi is the number one Batulu in Manchuria. I, Zhao Zengjin, have long wanted to meet him!"

"Old Zhao, why are you robbing me? Let me come! Grandmaster, let me go. Today, I have to take a look at my Tie Hammer's methods!"

"Master..."

Seeing the formation of the Qing Dynasty, the generals of the model army asked for battle, especially Zhao Zengjin, Mao Tiehui and others who were good at bravery could no longer help it.

At this time, Obai sneered and provocatively said, "Marty Haicheng, please let him and him, the two strongest ones come together! If I, Obai, lose, I, will commit suicide on the spot!"

"grass!"

"The dog is so crazy!"

"Master, let me get on..."

"It's better for me..."

"Bang!"

Seeing that the model army generals were all rolling in blood and about to explode, Xu Changqing slapped the table violently.

In an instant, the generals calmed down instantly. Even if they were extremely unhappy, they were like kittens, and they would never dare to violate Xu Changqing's majesty.

Dorgon and others were immediately shocked.

Just looking at this, you will know why the Model Army is strong. Xu Changqing's control over the army is really unparalleled...

"What's the argument?"

Xu Changqing coldly glanced at the generals.

The generals did not dare to face Xu Changqing's majesty and all lowered their heads.

Xu Changqing looked at Dorgon and smiled and said, "Regent, the real Manchu warrior is indeed brave, Changqing admires it."

Dorgon was not sure about Xu Changqing's meaning, so he smiled far-fetchedly and said, "Marty, you are too modest. I think the generals of the Model Army are all top-notch warriors."

Xu Changqing nodded with a smile, stood up, and paced back and forth.

The Manchu and Mongolian royal families were very upset when they saw Xu Changqing, but they did not dare to interrupt Xu Changqing's thinking. They only hoped that Xu Changqing would make a decision quickly so that they could exclaim.

Xu Changqing thought for a while, then glanced at the model generals one by one.

The generals of the model army were immediately excited and the intention of asking for battle was beyond words.

But Xu Changqing quickly skipped the generals and looked at Qin Dongxu not far away and said, "Dongxu, you come to this one-on-one fight!"

Qin Dongxu was clever and was so excited that he was about to split. He hurriedly bowed to Xu Changqing respectfully, took off his shirt in a few seconds, revealing his strong tendon flesh.

"Jin Quan, Yang Shushan, Lu Guishu, Lu Qi, Zhang Yuan..."

Xu Changqing pointed out the names of nine personal soldiers in succession, "You guys, prepare to go on stage!"

"yes!"

The personal soldiers whose names were pointed out quickly became excited, imitating Qin Dongxu's appearance and took off their clothes with a hissing voice.

Oboi and others in Zhen Manchu were not willing to be outdone, and they took off their clothes one after another.

In less than a minute, two muscle men with blood and energy were already standing in the field, and they quickly brought up the atmosphere in the field, with all kinds of shouts on both sides.

Xu Changqing looked at the people on both sides and sighed in his heart.

In terms of height, the Model Army should be slightly taller, which can be about 1.8 meters tall, but Aobai and other real Manchus are not short, and they are less than 1.75 meters tall.

not much.

Muscle strength seems to have its own advantages. To a certain extent, Qin Dongxu, Jin Quan and others are more beautiful and more in line with aesthetics.

But Xu Changqing was sober that the muscle strength of these real Manchus was really unmatched by the model army.

This is an innate thing and is hard to describe in words.

If you really want to fight...

Except for himself, no one is the opponent of Obai, a leopard-like man.

Zhao Zengjin's strength level should be similar to that of Aoboi, but his flexibility is definitely not as good as that of Aoboi.

Even if Zhao Zengjin can barely tie Oboi with his physical advantage that is more powerful than Oboi, he may have to be ruined.

How could Xu Changqing do such a thankless thing?

While thinking, although Xu Changqing did not talk to Qin Dongxu, he quickly made several eye contacts.

Dorgon saw this keenly and smiled and said, "Marty, if it is safe, then let's start?"

Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Then let's start."
To be continued...