In fact, Lao Zhao was angry mostly because his idols were insulted. These generals were rude. It was normal to say provocative words like "I''m your ancestor" when facing the battlefield, but a young man of the other party claimed that he was Zhao Yun. Lao Zhao couldn''t stand it.

    There are two kinds of idols. One is that you still shout that you can''t love him today and feel stupid tomorrow. The other is that you can affect your life. This kind of idols are generally not too beautiful and don''t necessarily sing or act, but they can benefit you all your life. He is a territory you can never desecrate in the bottom of your heart. Zhao Yun should be such an idol in Lao Zhao''s heart, This can be heard from his tone of talking about Zhao Yun. Of course, there is no face for an ancestor named Zhao Tongfu. We Xiao family push up and have an ancestor named Xiao Gouwa.

    On the court, two Zhao fought each other. Although Lao Zhao was fierce, he could not help Zhao Yun at all. Gradually, everyone also saw that their shooting skills seemed quite similar, but Zhao Yun was natural. The black faced handsome boy sat on the horse, Yue Zhiyuan stopped, and the gun line was sometimes soft and sometimes firm. The gun was in his hand like lengthening his arm. Look at Lao Zhao again, It''s nice to have to admire the old man''s physical strength. At an old age, he can swing a gun and dance up and down like a lengtouqing, but he is busy alone and can''t get close to Zhao Yun. The old man is angry and anxious. He runs all over the field on his horse. Zhao Yun and Zhao Tongfu cooperate tacitly. Neither downwind nor pressing step by step. Looking from a distance, the scene was very unique: an old man with a gray beard jumped up and down around a young student, shouting and yelling, but the young man was as stable as Mount Tai. This situation can be understood as the teacher feeding the students, but at present, it can only be interpreted as the old and dishonest harassing others.

    The people present didn''t rub the sand in their eyes. They saw that if Zhao Yun hadn''t taken into account his opponent''s age, Lao Zhao would have been unable to resist. But Lao Zhao didn''t know whether he was obsessed with the situation or shameless. Zhao Yun didn''t bother to pay attention to him. He just shot left and shot right. After more than ten minutes, he finally lost his strength and began to take advantage of the opportunity of two horses'' wrong stirrups to breathe. But he didn''t stop. He shot more than 50 more guns. The old man was out of breath holding the saddle

    Zhao Yun carefully said, "old master, how about we even draw this time?"

    Lao Zhao was out of breath: "no... No. you can''t just forget... If you have another 20 moves, you will lose."

    Although Zhao Yun was kind, he was not hypocritical. He scratched his head and said, "with all due respect, the old general will fight with such speed and strength. It''s still difficult for us to tell the winner within 20 moves."

    Old Zhao pressed his hand on his chest and said, "that''s why I didn''t use my ability to look after the house. Take it, little doll." Then he urged the horse to get on again, and the long gun hit Zhao Yun''s chest. Zhao Yun pulled "Zhao Tongfu". Get out of the way and commented: "if you can stab the ground from bottom to top, the effect will be much better."

    Lao Zhao thought for a moment and said, "well, it seems to be reasonable. Then look at this move again." With the long gun sweeping, Zhao Yun opened his gun body and said, "this move has swept thousands of troops since ancient times, but according to the younger generation''s speculation, it''s much more powerful to add a rotation force to the wrist when shooting."

    Lao Zhao wondered, "well, that''s what my father told me at the beginning. But I haven''t understood how to turn -"

    "So..." Zhao Yun put the gun in front of Lao Zhao and personally demonstrated it to him: "the hand is like this when you get out of the gun. Wait until the other party comes in front of you..."

    Because it was slow motion, Lao Zhao was able to dodge easily. Zhao Yun said, "try and see how the effect is?" Lao Zhao turned the gun out like him. Zhao Yun patiently accompanied him to test. Lao Zhao said happily, "it''s really refreshing." Zhao Yun was also very pleased: "the elder is not slow in understanding. We have to rely on wrist strength to make the gun land."

    Lao Zhao said eagerly, "then see how to change this move."

    Point will be on the stage. Wu Sangui and a cadre of generals pinned their heads on their heels. More than 20000 people in the military field of the whole school watched Zhao Yun point out the old man''s shooting, and the atmosphere was quite strange.

    After nearly half an hour. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Yun hugged his fist and said, "old master, how about we compete another day?"

    Lao Zhao then reacted. He was still in the martial arts competition. He blushed and said, "I forgot the time. The young man''s shooting skills are really good. As the saying goes, there must be my teacher in a three person line. From this point of view, I have been taught." Is that a common saying?

    Zhao Yun said: "the younger generation also benefited a lot." Isn''t it? He reviewed the basic skills.

    At this time, Lao Zhao was convinced by Zhao Yun. He looked at each other again and said regretfully, "good boy, it''s a pity that he didn''t show kindness. I wanted to take a closed door disciple." Then he snorted and seemed to go.

    I sighed, "I''ve seen shameless people. I''ve never seen such shameless people."

    Lao Zhao returned to the commanding general''s stage and found himself under the steps. He hugged Wu Sangui and said, "Your Majesty, I''m lucky to live up to my life. Try to find out that the young general still has some skills."

    Wu Sangui sighed: "the old general is hard." Everyone knew that even if he planted his face at home, he lost inexplicably in the first two rounds and disgraced and disappointed in the third round. As a result, he didn''t even try out the depth of others. I''m afraid sending someone to fight will not have good results, and he would have to be notorious for group fighting. Wu Sangui put his hand on the corner of the table and leaned over to look at us. His eyes were full of complexity.

    Zhao Yun urged the horse back and said, "brother Xiaoqiang, do you think it''s ok?"

    I picked my thumb and said, "well done." When I looked at the commanding general''s stage, I saw Wu Sangui looking at it cautiously. I shouted, "bad, old traitor, don''t be unable to afford to lose. You should kill us." I stretched out my hand to Zhao Yun and said anxiously, "Zilong, come on, should I have the brocade bag of the military division?" Zhao Yun leaned into his arms and said, "I''ll get it for you."

    Wu Sangui suddenly said in a loud voice, "we''ve all seen the shooting skills of the little general, so what extraordinary skills does hero Xiao have?"

    I scolded: "shit, it''s me again - Zilong, hurry up."

    "Found it." Zhao Yun put Zhuge Liang''s sealed brocade bag in my hand. I couldn''t wait to open it. There were four big words on it: compare wine with him!

    ... what does that mean. What do you mean comparing wine with him? This is much more difficult to understand than his first brocade bag!

    Zhao Yun also looked over his head. I spread the brocade bag in front of him and said, "what does this mean?" Zhao Yun wondered, "did the military master let you drink with him?"

    Holding this brocade bag that no one could understand, I had no choice but to shout, "back to your majesty, Xiaoqiang has no other ability, and his drinking capacity is unparalleled in the world."

    Unexpectedly, the old traitor was stunned after listening, then looked up and laughed. Lang said, "Xiaoqiang, do you know my nickname?"

    I was stunned: "I don''t know."

    Wu Sangui patted the table and said with a laugh, "I was also known as the best drinker in the world. I''ve never lost so far. Unexpectedly, I met my opponent today - come on, bring me the wine!" One of his generals finally enjoyed the boss. They all took the opportunity to clap their horses and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you''d better let the minister wait." From this point, we can see what a wine bag is. To be honest, it''s better than drinking. Zhao Yun and I may not be able to spell General Wang or general Li. Just look at the stomach.

    Wu Sangui waved his hand and said with a smile, "you stand aside. I want to compete with Xiaoqiang myself." All the generals laughed: "yes, get the wine, get the wine." The atmosphere was immediately very good and loving, just like going to a wedding banquet.

    Now I admire Zhuge Liang a little. Our Mr. Lu Xun said that this guy is so intelligent and close to a demon. He really deserves his reputation. He can guess all the characters of Wu Sangui from my description of Wu Sangui''s three words and five words - Wu Sangui is suspicious, but his character is forthright and dead. He has figured out all the face. In order to eliminate his suspicion, let Zhao Yun win three games in a row. Such a capable person can still make great achievements when galloping the battlefield. Of course, he won''t be someone else''s insider. After three games, Wu Sangui lost his face although he loved his talents. At this time, he needs to find a step to ease the scene, so let me call myself a good drinker. It''s harmless to drink a lot of wine. But it can quickly heat up the atmosphere. Wu Sangui happens to ride on a lame donkey. Why can''t he see such a big slope? I''m impressed!

    Seeing that I was still in a daze, Wu Sangui shouted, "Xiaoqiang, come on, are you afraid?" His generals laughed again. The wine hasn''t been drunk yet. Everyone has become one.

    In fact, Wu Sangui may not have been very wary of us from the beginning. He can come out to meet us himself. Is there a shortage of 500 people? This is related to the issue of public opinion publicity. After all, it is a big gimmick for someone to take refuge in an adverse situation. Zhao Yun won three games in a row, and the old traitors naturally accepted it sincerely. Now there is less wine to resolve the estrangement. As for who wins and who loses this time, it has long been out of the old guy''s consideration.

    Of course, it''s not in my consideration - I went to the ordering stage with a smile on my face, but I couldn''t laugh at it immediately: I saw hundreds of soldiers put a jar of wine in front of the stage, which can pour a kilogram of wine at a time. The sea bowl can be discharged for a mile. The wine is injected like a long dragon. It seems that this scene can''t be so far

    The old traitor stayed there for a year. I knew his quantity. He drank 3 bottles of Baijiu at more than 60 degrees and chopped sesame seeds with chopsticks. I drank half a catty of the wine 38 degrees, and I was glad to drink 8 two, but I needed to vomit two times.

    If it really doesn''t end - it won''t end. I have to take a break from the second bowl. If I can''t keep it, the old guy has to suspect me.

    Holding a blue medicine in my hand, I went to the two rows of bowls in front of the stage, covered it with my sleeve and threw it into the bowl in front of my head, and then naturally took it to Wu Sangui with both hands: "please, your majesty." It''s true that our poisoning technology is unparalleled in the world.

    Wu Sangui took over and said with a smile, "there is no size in the wine shop. Please help yourself."

    I picked up another bowl, held it high above my head and said, "that Xiaoqiang will offend - dry!"

    The two of us clinked our glasses and drank with our heads up at the same time. The soldiers under Wu Sangui and the soldiers brought by Zhao Yun cheered and coaxed. Of course, I just pretended to drink and couldn''t help peeping at the old guy. Wu Sangui raised his neck and drank a bowl of wine. I was still pretending to sip, and Wu Sangui lit up the empty bowl, Said with a smile: "Xiaoqiang, you still drink so slowly." As soon as I was stunned, I heard the old traitor quietly say to me in the cheers of Shanhu: "Why are you here, don''t you want you to come?"