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Qu got a chance. Soldiers swarmed around Wu Feng and slashed wildly.
"Ah-"
Wu Feng’s teeth cracked and blood flowed out of his mouth. A sword flashed and the blade shook. Zhao Fan felt that he could no longer hold the steel knife and fell to the ground, but Zhao Fan was even more crazy because of the potential shock. He hugged Wu Feng with his bare hands and tried to tear it hard to create opportunities for his comrades.
Wu Feng accidentally fell into the hands of Zhao Fan in the unique earthquake, and the weapon returned to the sword to save himself. The weapon was attacked in all directions. Because it was firmly held by Zhao Fan, Wu Feng’s action was limited for a moment, and he was cut by soldiers in Maple Month. His face suddenly became red, and Wu Feng spat out one mouthful blood. Sword light went crazy.
Sima Chang couldn’t see clearly the change of Wu Feng at a distance, but his swordsmanship suddenly became sharp, which surprised him. "What secret method can explode so powerful?"
Liu Jingang shook his head. "I don’t know which sect brother this fellow is Qingyang, otherwise we can speculate."
Sima Chang’s wrist turns the bow and arrow strings like a full moon, and if he doesn’t make moves, he will estimate that his soldiers will be annihilated, and then his words will end.
Looking at the broken arrow, Liu Jingang shook his head gently and said nothing.
Sword light waved Wu Fenglian and chopped several Maple Moon soldiers. At the same time, his left elbow roared in Zhao Fan’s mouth, "I’ll kill you, asshole!"
Although Zhao Fan has armor, he still feels that every blow of Wu Feng is like a hammer rammed on his back. Unconsciously, he was hit by the other party and almost let go. Zhao Fan grabbed Wu Feng’s belt and clung to it. It was also a death. Is Zhao Fan willing to reply to let himself vent?
Jo!
When Wu Feng heard the scream, his face changed like a conditioned reflex, and he crossed the sword between the eyebrows. He felt that the sword was almost sold when his wrist was shaken, and then there was a loud noise.
Not good!
Wu sealing heart some horror maple month master to push! She didn’t pester these soldiers Wu Feng, a maple month, to retreat. She even waved two swords to split the soldiers Wu Feng’s feet on both sides and rushed out. But because Zhao Fan clung to his belt and Wu Feng didn’t jump up, he almost fell down and was cut down by the maple month soldiers.
Without thinking about Wu Feng, he tore off his belt and raised his foot, kicking Zhao Fan and jumping out of the war circle again.
Seeing that Wu Feng was defeated and fled, fortunately, the soldiers in Maple Moon were so excited that they screamed and screamed, and Zheng Hao rushed to Zhao Fan to check the situation in Zhao Fan.
Although there are some doubts about the other party’s retreat, Zhao Fan still quickly stuffed Wu’s belt into his arms and rushed over. The two men nodded and moved their mouths and felt a pain. "I’m fine. Pick up my knife."
A good weapon is a popular life guarantee for soldiers. They quickly turned to pick up Zhao Fan steel knives, and Zheng Yi bandaged Zhao Fan’s wounds again.
"Let this cat run away!" Sima Chang has some regrets that "the old eyes are not strong enough, and there is no way to be old."
Liu Jingang rolled a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and his heart was shouting. Is that why you said your eyes were out of focus? It’s 700 meters away. You still shoot so accurately. Are you really feeling sorry or being sarcastic?
"You always have a rest." Liu Jingang decided not to accompany you. "I’ll go and see how good these soldiers are. Why haven’t I noticed?"
"Young people are really impatient now." Sima Chang shook his head somewhat disappointedly and chased Liu Jingang’s back and shouted "Liu Xiao and so on, the old man will go with you."
Liu Jingang rolled from the stairs with a soft foot and got up awkwardly and shouted at Sima Chang, "You always stay and have a rest!"
Ya, you "God Arrow Gate" people, I don’t want to have to face you, you old thing!
Zhao Fan and his party staggered to the office of the garrison commander team in Cangyan for routine battlefield summary.
The military judge wearing the rank of second lieutenant looked at Zhao Fan and his party coldly. "Is there any meritorious military service?"
Zhao Fan shook his head, but everyone was too busy to get the head. What’s more, he is not so eager for the meritorious military service now, but there is no one else in Zhao Fan. Some soldiers untied the enemy’s head and handed it to the military judges to register and prepare for the war.
Zhao Fan was about to leave when he was stopped by an officer who came in a hurry. "Wait a minute, it’s you."
Popular, Zheng Yi quickly threw a salute to Zhao Fan. The officer didn’t even return the salute. He was about to salute Zhao Fan. "Come with me, sir. He wants to see you."
Popular, Zheng Yi enviously took Zhao Fan and turned to go back to camp.
Zhao Fan, who is dragging his body with pain, complains that there is something that can’t be said later. Do you have to say it now? Can’t you see that I am injured?
Zhao Fan moves too slowly. Commandant officers are impatient to shout at the fashion and Zheng Yi’s back. "You two are the two of you. Find a stretcher and lift him up."
Against the popularity of Zhao Fan and Zheng Yi’s face, everyone was too tired, and as a result, Zhao Fan was caught lying on a stretcher with no strength to comfort them. The second lieutenant was in a hurry and not in the mood to comfort them.
It took four people about half an hour to get to a building along the winding path of the military camp. Because it is not allowed to walk around freely in the military camp, although Zhao Fan joined the army for three years, he really hasn’t been here. The lowest soldier is also a second lieutenant rank, and the three people are exhausted and salute constantly. The commandant can see that these people don’t reciprocate, but Zhao Fan can’t.
"All right, here we are."
Popular, Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief and put the stretcher on the ground to help Zhao Fan wait for the commandant’s further command.
"You two wait here and don’t walk around at will or you will be regarded as an enemy spy!" Commanding officer Li said, "What’s your name?"
"Report to you, Sir Zhao Fan!" Zhao Fan gave a military salute in a crooked way.
"Zhao Fan, right?" The captain nodded. "You come in with me. The brigade commander wants to see you."
Brigadier!
The spirit of the three soldiers cheered up the brigade commander, but it was a dream for them to be the highest commander of the Cang Yan garrison. After three years in Zhao Fan, there were also many exploits, and a scholar was popular. Zheng Hao is now a scholar, and that was also made.
What luck!
Popular, Zheng Yi eyes Zhao Fan to communicate.
Hehe, happy and happy.
Zhao Fan replied with a wink.
Finishing a self-instrument, Zhao Fan felt satisfied when he walked into the headquarters with the impatient commandant officer stepping on the mahogany floor. Zhao Fan felt a little ashamed. Look at this corridor. Is it a high-grade mahogany floor, his own bed or some branches?
Zhao Fan, a soldier who doesn’t want to be a marshal, is not a good soldier. He also wants to be promoted, promoted and promoted again, but the reality is cruel statistics. The military judge once asked Zhao Fan to give him two-thirds of the military exploits, thus giving Zhao Fan a promotion opportunity. Zhao Fan agreed, and the result was wasted for a year. Later, another military judge asked General Zhao Fan to give him half of the work, and Zhao Fan agreed. Later, the military judge also left. When the third military judge made a similar request, Zhao Fan killed him and refused. Even if he was promoted to lieutenant according to the current military exploits, he was still a scholar.
Zhao Fan, who gave the brigade commander the rank of second lieutenant, unknowingly envied his eyes and wondered what the commandant officer was doing.
Commandant officer by straight with Zhao Fan came to a corner of the corridor, sitting there chair to consult the table file is actually just some people signature.
Sweat!
Zhao Fan’s forehead is dripping with sweat. Every duty officer is a commandant!
Feeling a little uncomfortable, Zhao Fan slightly moved a stern look of the body captain and came straight over "Keep your military posture and pay attention to the sergeant’s pavilion!"
The commandant officer sat in Zhao Fan’s chair for two hours, and finally a major officer came up from the other end of the corridor with a document. The two men hurriedly saluted "Good sir!"
A flick of the major officer’s hand is a gift in return. "Tell Zhao Fan your name and rank!"
"Yes, sir!" Zhao Fan’s waist is erect. "Shi Zhao Fan reports to the chief!"
The major officer nodded and grabbed the captain’s desk pen, added Zhao Fan’s name to the document and handed it to Zhao Fan. "Congratulations, Lieutenant Zhao Fan, this is your transfer."
Zhao Fan held his head high and held his chest high with great joy, and it was another not-so-standard salute. "Thank you, sir." He bent over and took the document with his hands.
"I am hereby promoted to the rank of second lieutenant Zhao Fan and transferred to the joint column ambassador."
The major officer took out a few armour plates and put them on Zhao Fan. "Congratulations to Lieutenant Zhao Fan for continuing to work hard for the Empire after the cabinet."
"Yes!" Zhao Fan replied with a strong chest, "Thank you, Sir, for cultivating Zhao Fanding. You should devote yourself to the imperial work!"
But Zhao Fan was puzzled and asked, "Sir, where is the joint column? When the official rushed to the joint column to report? "
Major officer face plate "military secrets shall not smell! The brigade will give you a month to recuperate and return to your best condition; You’ll be out at any time after January until you’re notified. Don’t disclose your information to others, or you’ll be sentenced to death for revealing secrets! Lieutenant Zhao Fan, you can go back now. "
Salute to major officers and commandant officers, respectively, and be ecstatic. Zhao Fan twisted his ass and rushed out, and his whole body ached. At the moment of his life, it was gone except excitement or excitement.