Bai Lang didn't know how to send a message to the secret. "Young man doesn't need to care. I'll disturb you later." The voice rang in my ears again, and Bai Lang nodded - this was the first martial arts man he saw in this world. Governor Sun also wanted such a powerful general under his own hands, but saying this kind of thing was to strip Governor Deng of face, so he had to discuss and coordinate combat plans with Governor Deng, hoping to put such a powerful general in the main direction of attack.

The generals patted their chests and promised to follow Bai Lang to attack, "I must take the bandit to the capital to Lingchi to rectify the Dharma!" But before that, it is necessary to deal with an urgent matter - that is, Zhang Xianzhong is now attacking Xiangyang, and the document for the emergency in Xiangyang has arrived. Bai Lang didn't know whether Zhang Xianzhong should have conquered Xiangyang in this era? Anyway, the eight kings he knew should have gone to Sichuan?

Anyway, Governor Deng should save Xiangyang according to his jurisdiction - however, Zhang Xianzhong has hundreds of thousands of troops, Governor Deng can collect troops from all over the country in the future, but it would be good to have 10,000. This is because there is no basic problem in his hand, but Bai Lang doesn't care. Anyway, the left and right are fighting, and there is probably no one in the chaos. Now that there is a Green Dragon Sword, then if you add the Yan Ling Sword, you don't have to be afraid of even scratching the hook fishing net?

Governor Sun also gave Bai Lang something, "This is...spontaneous musket? That's a flintlock rifle." This thing is not cheap, but with the gunpowder commonly used by the Ming army at this time, it's haha. This pistol is good as a collection. Bai Lang thinks he can take it back, but he uses it to fight. The power of this thing may not be able to break his golden bell cover. Of course, if it is pressed against the shooting, it should be broken, but twenty steps apart...it's probably not possible.

The generals gave Bai Lang a headache, "It was said that the Thirteenth Taibao practiced the Golden Bell Cover... Do they understand what it means to practice horizontally? How many means to give women?" These people gave them all beautiful girls, and they can be regarded as beautiful women in their eyes. Bai Lang also smiled bitterly. He could not break his body at this moment. At least after the fourth level, there was no need to continue this boy skill - although Bai Lang couldn't understand what this boy skill was going on? You should know that apart from women, there were many other ways to slip. Could it be that as long as you didn't get into it, it wouldn't be considered a boy skill?

It is probably a psychological factor, but Bai Lang is not ready to challenge this. He probably can break the fourth level before he is twenty years old, and this kind of thing is indeed not suitable for doing it at a young age. The most important thing is that none of these women meet Bai Lang's aesthetic... "Slim, and although his face is good, his small breasts and butts seem to be little girls with no growth...I'm not a lolita."

More than three thousand Ming troops followed Governor Deng to Xiangyang with complaints - there was no way, they didn't get the reward, after all, they also cut off many bandits' heads, and the lack of rewards after merit caused the morale to fluctuate the morale of the army. And Governor Deng also had no way - he was really poor, Bai Lang was a real good general in the eyes of the governor because he didn't want money and only had fame. This is great. The court also liked such generals, and could fool them with a few names.

However, other Ming troops wanted more money. Governor Deng could only give the reward a discount to his own bidding camp at a discount. As for the other Ming troops, they could only make a promise. When the Ministry of War passed the merits and the Ministry of Revenue issued the reward silver, they would definitely make up for it as soon as possible. Everyone knew that they had to use it to cheat the ghost. If the Ming Dynasty really had silver, would it be like this now? So, except for more than a hundred people in the bidding camp, the rest of the army could be said to have no morale.

In fact, if they were not afraid of Bai Lang's force, there were all possibilities for these people to carry out mutiny - Governor Deng had no prestige, at least he was far inferior to Governor Sun Chuanting and Governor Sun, who had already died in his country. They could pull out their own troops, and Governor Deng could have a battalion of more than 100 people. However, Governor Deng didn't think he was too bad. He felt that he had won over the peerless general - Bai Lang. Even Governor Sun was discussing the deployment of troops with him in a kind manner? Governor Deng was also a Jinshi, so he could not have imagined that this was also Governor Sun wanted to borrow Bai Lang's force under his command?

The scholar also came to see Bai Lang that night, but it turned out that he was also a substitute for Governor Sun to win over Bai Lang. Qin Wujiu, a native of Shaanxi, was also a juren, and now he is a magistrate under Governor Sun, but he is also an official. Mr. Qin also hated the bandits in his words. In his words, he said that the bandits were corrupted by the bandits, and he had nothing to say good things to the current emperor, and he missed the late emperor and even His Majesty Wanli.

"Mr. Qin's internal martial arts..." Bai Lang also said this, and Mr. Qin also smiled, "Qin Wujiu, Huashan." He only said this. "Huashan? Is there a Huashan Sect?" Bai Lang asked curiously, and Mr. Qin nodded, "My martial arts are all passed down from Huashan, but Huashan Sect is now a traitor."

Bai Lang became even more interested. Relying on his young age, he asked again, "Would you like to hear it?" Qin Wujiu looked at Bai Lang and smiled, "I have been weak since I was a child, so my family sent me to Huashan to practice. At that time, I heard that Huashan has the ability to nourish my body. Since I went to Huashan, I have practiced the Hunyuan mastery. I practiced both practice and study. I was lucky to be a scholar at the age of 18. After becoming a scholar, I went down the mountain to inherit the family business, and became a Juren at the age of 26... I never thought I would be a thief in this year."

Qin Wujiu sighed, he didn't say anything about what happened next, but when he talked about his brothers and masters on Huashan again, he ran into the brothers and uncles on Huashan and said he wanted to join the "rebel army". However, it was three years ago when he went up the mountain again, and he had rebelled from the Huashan Sect since then. "I'm indeed the martial arts of my body are the direct descendants of Huashan. Don't you know your kung fu, Mr. Bai?"

Bai Lang has nothing to say, "The Thirteenth Taibao practiced the Golden Bell Cover since he was a child, and he practiced his true energy from the outside to the inside. As for the kung fu in a certain boxing and foot, Mr. Qin probably already saw it."

Qin Wujiu tapped the table with his finger, "Is the young hero practicing tiger shape?" Although there was a question in his words, he was in a certain tone. Nonsense, can you not see such a big human-shaped tiger sitting? Later, he also exchanged his martial arts experience, but both sides tacitly did not talk about internal skills. Even Bai Lang was used to reading martial arts novels, and knew that this exchange of internal skills would generally not happen.

Let’s talk about interesting things in the martial arts world, talk about the history of the Huashan School, and talk about the current martial arts forces...
Chapter completed!