The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 152: Art

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The battle ended in a stick of incense. After all, it was 2,500 people versus 300 people, and it was still an ambush battle. There was no suspense about the outcome.

Bai Yulian has arrived here, and torches have been lit here.

The recruits looked at the broken corpses and the dark blood that had not yet solidified. They felt scared at this moment. Then some squatted on the ground and vomited, while others trembled and closed their eyes.

The doctors brought by Bai Yulian are treating the wounded. Twelve of them died, eighteen were seriously injured, and thirty were slightly injured.

With a calm face, he said to one of the doctors: "Take the injured back to the camp for treatment, while the others wait and line up!"

Following Bai Yulian's order, Chen Po stood at the front, and the remaining two thousand soldiers stood in the queue.

Fu Xiaoguan has jumped down from the tree, Su Rou is still sitting on the tree embroidering flowers, Su Mo is not here, he is chasing Song Dabao.

"My suggestion is to bury these dead together on the mountainside of Dai Mountain, and erect a stone tablet with the words... Yinghuntai for the living to pay their respects to. The seriously injured are obviously unable to complete the follow-up After training, give them a severance payment and let them do something in the Xishan workshop."

Bai Yulian nodded, was silent for a moment, and said: "The battle loss ratio is still a bit large. This battle will probably leave a shadow on some people's hearts. I will do my work first. If it doesn't work, I have to return to Xishan. They go to workshops to make a living."

"This is the first time they have seen blood. The dead are all new recruits. One is a problem of experience, and the other is a problem of mentality before the battle. The five-person team's cooperation is not tacit, and the other is not cold-blooded enough."

These guys actually roared in the end. Although the roar sounded quite powerful, it seemed to Fu Xiaoguan that it was too silly. The calmer the killing, the better the effect. What he hoped was that even if he killed Even to the last soldier, don't let out that kind of roar - they are the future special forces, not small infantrymen who fight with 100,000 people. They should kill people calmly and calmly, just like chopping melons and vegetables. To kill people, you don’t need to shout when chopping melons and vegetables, you just need to chop and chop.

"Well, subsequent training will be adjusted to address these issues."

"Don't rush for success. This battle at least lets them know the dangers of the battlefield. That's enough. In the future... they will go through more baptisms, and the elite will be the ones left behind in the end."

As he spoke, Fu Xiaoguan raised his head and glanced at Liu Sanbian, who was still struggling on the tree, and said to Su Rou: "Put him down and I'll ask him."

With a bang, Liu Sanbian fell to the ground.

Fu Xiaoguan squatted beside Liu Sanbian, picked up a knife and cut the thread on his face, and asked: "What's your surname?"

Liu Sanbian took a deep breath and said, "Are you Fu Xiaoguan?"

"Yes, isn't he handsome? What is your name, I ask you."

"I am Liu Sanbian, the palace chief and the aide to the palace commander. If you let me go quickly, I can also ask my palace commander to spare your life."

Pah...!

A loud slap in the face, Liu Sanbian's head flicked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He turned his head and glared angrily, while Fu Xiaoguan had a smile on his face.

"What a **** palace commander, I've never heard of it. It's impossible to let you go. If you answer my questions honestly, I can give you a good time."

"Don't even think about it, thief!"

Pah...!

Another slap in the face.

Liu Sanbian was slapped until his eyes were dizzy. It seems that this boy will not accept this trick. A good man will not suffer immediate losses. If he asks me, I will attack first and wait for the Poison-Repelling King Kong Shilang to come to save me. .

But Fu Xiaoguan didn't ask. He slowly cut off the threads on Liu Sanbian's body, then grabbed one of his hands and pressed it to the ground.

"You, you, what are you going to do?"

Fu Xiaoguan took out a dagger and made a gesture on that hand.

"Don't, don't, you ask, you ask, I say, ah...!"

With a scream, Fu Xiaoguan cut off the thumb of his left hand, but he still didn't ask.

"Ah...!"

He cut off Liu Sanbian's ring finger again, but still didn't ask.

"Ah...!"

Liu Sanbian was soaked in cold sweat, his eyes were filled with fear, and yellow and white things were running down his legs.

Fu Xiaoguan frowned, grabbed Liu Sanbian's hair and dragged him away. He came to a clean place and muttered to himself: "I love cleanliness very much, and I have to do things like murder. Be clean and feel happier. ”

Su Rou tilted her head and opened her slender eyes to look at Fu Xiaoguan. This guy was usually gentle and polite, but unexpectedly he was also a ruthless master. It was quite interesting.

At this moment, more than two thousand soldiers saw with their own eyes what their young master had done, and they were all amazed. Many of them had even forgotten the fear of the battle just now.

It turns out that the young master is so powerful!

It turns out that this is what the young master meant by being calm and calm.

As a result, those who originally wanted to retreat gave up the idea. Their lives were originally given by the young master, and they were personally selected by the young master from more than 30,000 Xishan people.

The young master said that those who can stay after the elimination are the real elite soldiers. If I leave now, wouldn't I lose the young master's face? Isn’t this a despicable deserter? If you return to Xishan, how will you face the eyes of more than 30,000 Xishan people?

The five hundred veterans brought back by Bai Yulian were also very shocked at this moment. This scholar who they usually thought was a weak scholar actually had such a cruel side! Especially since he cut his fingers as casually as chopping vegetables. Could this man...have he killed many people?

Fu Xiaoguan continued to cut off Liu Sanbian's fingers. Liu Sanbian wanted to die. What kind of person was he? This is obviously an evil ghost!

"I say, I say, I beg you, let me say it!"

"Oh, you want to say it? Then just say it."

Fu Xiaoguan wiped the **** dagger on Liu Sanbian's clothes, and Liu Sanbian's lips trembled.

"Yes, yes, it's Tuoba Qiu, Prince of Huangren, who asked my commander-in-chief to send someone to attack you. I, I, I'm here to advise Song Dabao and Huang Silang."

Fu Xiaoguan frowned, his prediction was wrong, but who the **** is this Tuoba Qiu? When did I provoke a deserter?

He thought for a while and asked: "I have no enmity with this Tuoba Qiu, why would he kill me?"

"No, no, I heard that the deserters are building a palace. It is said that this idea came from you."

Oh... Fu Xiaoguan suddenly realized that what he said was just a casual comment in the Golden Palace, and it actually caused today's disaster. It was impossible to prevent it.

"Who are Song Dabao and Huang Silang?"

"The two great Vajras under the command of Gong Shenchang, Song Dabao is the Great God Vajra, and Huang Silang is the Poison-Repelling Vajra."

"Where is Huang Silang now? How many people have he brought?"

"According to the plan, Huang Silang will arrive at Xiacun in two days and bring more than 500 people with him."

Fu Xiaoguan picked up a knife, raised his eyebrows, and slapped it down.

"Ah...!"

Pah...!

"Ah...!"

Fu Xiaoguan dropped the knife, and Liu Sanbian rolled on the ground and screamed heartbreakingly: "Fu Xiaoguan... you devil!"

All the joints of his limbs were beaten to pieces by Fu Xiaoguan. The heartbreaking pain made him almost unconscious but couldn't.

Fu Xiaoguan came to the array with a calm expression and a calm voice.

"Remember, killing is an art. When you master this art, when will you become the real soldier I need!"