The scolding battle between the two sides was also very exciting. The northern voice was rough and the scolding was powerful, while the southern voice was more diverse and the scolding was even more distinctive.

After the two sides began to curse, some who were close to each other even started to fight.

Liu Xiao's voice was like a bell, and he shouted: "Don't make any noise!"

His voice was strong and his words fell behind. As expected, the northern sergeant stopped cursing, and the southern sergeant cursed a few more times and then stopped.

Zhao Daqing raised his fists in the field, looked at Hu Dutong, and said loudly: "Come on, don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

Hu Dutong strode forward and cursed: "Grandson, take a punch from me." The iron bowl-like fist hit Zhao Daqing directly in the face. His punch was really powerful and sharp.

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Zhao Daqing took a step back, punched diagonally, and hit Hu Dutong's elbow with a swing of his arm.

As soon as the two men came up, they used all their strength and showed no mercy.

Xue Poye touched his nose and thought secretly in his heart: "The antagonism between the soldiers from the north and the south seems to be very strong. Now that the war is imminent, it will be harder than climbing to the sky to eliminate the conflicts between these people in a short time. If both sides bring

If the contradictions are coordinated, the power will be greatly reduced, and there may even be trouble. I have to think of a way to solve this problem, otherwise... there is no need to fight, just surrender to the Northwest Army."

The two guys in the field were going back and forth, fighting fiercely, and there were bursts of exclamations from time to time.

Compared to Liu Xiao's relaxed expression, the expressions of Yang Yijun and the generals behind him were much uglier.

Even if Liu Xiao loses this time, he still has one last chance. If Yang Yijun loses, he will have to lick Liu Xiao's boots in front of all the sergeants. This licking of boots is a small thing, but it is such a shame.

, but that cannot be washed away no matter what. Not only will the Southern Army be ridiculed by the Northern Army in the future, but most importantly, Yang Yijun's prestige in the hearts of the Southern Army will be greatly reduced in the future.

Looking at the two men fighting each other with all their strength, Xue Poye felt a little admiration in his heart: "There are many strong generals in the Chu army. As long as they work together, they may not lose to the northwest army."

With fists and kicks going back and forth, the two of them had already fought nearly Lily, and they were indistinguishable. The soldiers around them forgot to shout and concentrated on watching the fight between the two.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Hu Dutong shouted, "It's really awesome!" He turned around and left.

Zhao Daqing screamed wildly, caught up from behind, and slapped Hu Dutong on the back with his palm like a big cattail leaf fan.

After exclaiming, Yang Yijun's expression changed drastically and he lowered his head. In his opinion, Hu Dutong was obviously no match for Zhao Daqing.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Daqing was bound to win, they saw Hu Dutong suddenly leaned over and made a ponytail sweep with his right leg, hitting Zhao Daqing's leg hard. Zhao Daqing swayed and was already

He held on and did not fall, but he saw Hu Dutong lifted his leg again and lifted it on Zhao Daqing's chest.

At this time, both of them were exhausted. Hu Dutong's kick was like a stone hitting Zhao Daqing's chest. Zhao Daqing's legs were already staggering.

Hu Dutong kicked him in the chest. He could no longer hold on. His huge body fell backwards and hit the ground with a "bang".

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Hu Dutong became more confident. He turned around and put his knee on Zhao Daqing's chest. He swung his iron fist and hit Zhao Daqing on the head. Zhao Daqing was immediately knocked unconscious and unable to move.

The Confederate Army was surprised at first, and then burst into deafening cheers.

Hu Dutong stood up and raised his fists in the air, triumphantly.

Yang Yijun originally thought that he would definitely lose this time, but unexpectedly the situation suddenly changed and Hu Dutong actually won. He was overjoyed, stood up, pumped his fist and roared: "Damn it, I said that northern pigs just can't use their brains, ***

, fighting relies on brains, not bull power, haha... Hu Zong, well done, haha...!"

Liu Xiao said angrily: "|Damn it, you deceived me again."

"Soldiers never tire of deceit." Yang Yijun said loudly: "Liu Xiao, you have led troops for many years. You must understand this truth. Whoever is still standing in the end is the winner."

Liu Xiao took off his armor and said angrily: "***, there's still a while, I'm here, Yang Yijun, if you have the guts, come and fight me alone?"

How could Yang Yijun show weakness at this time? He also took off his armor and shouted: "Just fight, I've never been afraid of anyone."

The two were about to appear when they heard a majestic voice saying: "This time, I will fight."

Among the noisy sounds, this powerful voice actually spread far away.

The soldiers followed the sound and saw that the person speaking was a soldier next to Xue Mulong. They were all extremely surprised, but saw that the soldier slowly walked to the field with his hands behind his back. Under everyone's gaze, he repeated: "This

After a while, I’ll fight.”

Among everyone, the most surprised ones were Ye Tianxiang and Hu Zong. They recognized Xue Poye at a glance. When they were speechless, they saw that Xue Poye had looked over and shook his head slightly.

Shake his head.

The two immediately understood that Xue Poye did not want them to reveal his identity.

Ye Tianxiang and Hu Zong naturally got the news a long time ago that the commander-in-chief of the army this time was Xue Poye. They really didn't expect that he would come to the camp in disguise.

Liu Xiao and Yang Yijun both cast their eyes on Xue Poye, and were quite surprised. At this time, a small soldier stood out, and he was really talented.

Liu Xiao immediately shouted: "Boy, who do you belong to? Who do you want to fight?"

Yang Yijun also shouted: "***, you have the guts, are you from the south like me?"
Chapter completed!