Chapter 210

Nongqin looked firmly at Jiang Pengji and knelt down straight on her knees. The wound on her shoulder was still bleeding and stuck to her clothes.

"Ask Lang Jun to teach slaves!"

Jiang Pengji looked at nongqin with a smile, which made her look unnatural.

For a long time, she said, "what do you think I can teach you?"

She was stunned and didn't understand what she meant,

Jiang Pengji said, "you will practice hard, know how to work hard, and have an unyielding heart. It's enough to have these. All I can teach you is how to give full play to your advantages, how to make your body strong, and the rest depends on yourself."

Women's physiological structure is indeed at a loss, but this does not mean that women are weak.

In Jiang Pengji's world, the federal military force is roughly divided into 14 legions. The head of the army is the highest commander, who is directly appointed by the general marshal. Each regiment has different responsibilities. For example, Meng Hun, led by Jiang Pengji, said, "report back to Lang Jun, yes."

"Nong Qin will also participate. Inform her that whoever loses will pulp the clothes changed from the episode."

Meng Hun opened his mouth in a daze and asked, "although the lady playing the piano works hard, if she wants to win..."

Just her size, she suffered a lot.

Jiang Pengji said meaningfully, "you may not be able to win."

No one knows better than her how to kill a person in the shortest time.

Even if you are at a disadvantage, you can take the enemy's life!

Since you teach piano, how can you not teach some dry goods?

Meng Hun's back was cold. Subconsciously, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.

Cangzhou is one of the twenty-one counties in the six states of Dongqing. It has accessible business roads in the north and has relatively intensive links with Northern Xinjiang. The exchange of goods between the two places has attracted many merchants to do business, thus promoting the local economic prosperity and making Cangzhou a big state of Dongqing.

However, this prosperous scene has gone forever. Today, Cangzhou is full of depression and decadence. From time to time, rogue bandits rob merchants. The original bustling commercial road has disappeared, and several ragged people sit on the roadside.

Occasionally, we can see rows of soldiers in Meng's army clothes patrolling with guns. They look dignified, investigate suspicious pedestrians in a hurry, secretly withhold property, take the opportunity to bully the people, seize the goods of merchants, and take the opportunity to extort.

The checkpoints in and out of Cangzhou, especially in Mengjun County, are more heavily guarded. Because bandits kill, loot and rob, people who have to leave their homes are stranded at the gate of the city, in twos and threes, ragged and old clothes, sallow and emaciated, with numb eyes.

"These damn... Animals!"

Avoiding the soldiers, a white haired old beggar covered his face and sobbed with a skinny child in his arms.

Take a closer look, the child's face is blue and white, there are several mottled silt marks on his face, his eyes are closed, and his breathing has stopped.

The little beggar was picked up by an old beggar. When he was twelve years old, he thought he had a dependency for the rest of his life. He didn't want his grandson to be hungry. He secretly went out to beg. He accidentally soiled the vamp of a Meng soldier, and then he was killed alive.

Where is the patron saint of Dongqing and the people?

It is clearly a group of jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards in human skin, evil spirits from hell!

"What are you scolding, old beast!"

A soldier with sharp ears heard a little noise and came forward with a swearing posture.

The old beggar simply threw himself out and spat at the soldier, "scold you animals!"

But for a moment, the roadside fainted with blood, and an old beggar with several holes was lying next to a small beggar's body.

The refugees nearby have become numb. Their eyes, which look like wooden beads, don't move, just like wooden people.

At this time, there was a clear sound of horses' hoofs outside the city gate.

The originally arrogant guard looked like a mouse. When he met a cat, he became flattering and respectful, bowing and bowing.

Regardless of the disorderly people, the horsemen galloped in directly.

"I have something important to tell the sheriff! Pass it on quickly!"

The rider's eyes were red and covered with blood, his cheeks were covered with a layer of gray oil, his hair was oily and his face was haggard. At a glance, he knew that he was riding fast and driving for several days at night, and he didn't even care to clean his appearance.