Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 962: Like a natural combat cold weapon

Soon, Lan Fang, led by Qin Song, won.

The victory lies in the strategic outflanking and containment.

Although the red side was in a rut, but their strategy was not enough, they were naturally defeated.

Gu Nuo'er poked her chin with her small hand and said with emotion, "No wonder brother Si Ming's chess skills have improved so rapidly."

Looking at the battlefield like a chessboard every day, the changes of the team are like the ups and downs of the situation.

This wolf is so smart!

Ye Siming rode his horse closer.

The soldiers immediately gathered their descriptions, and even if they were tired and gasping for breath, they hurriedly gave up the middle position.

This is class consciousness.

No matter how powerful a soldier is, he must respect the alpha wolf.

Ye Siming got off his horse. He, who is not good at complimenting others, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You did a good job."

Saying that, he asked people to take the war horse away first.

The young man loosened his wrists, raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "Who of you can take this battle flag from me, I will cover all his expenses this month, and I can let him go back to rest for three days."

The surrounding soldiers immediately looked at Ye Siming eagerly.

They are soldiers and cannot go home easily unless necessary.

Some people live in the capital, but they must abide by the military regulations and cannot go anywhere.

And Yong Yehou is just a word, he has covered all the expenses for this month!

A relatively short soldier couldn't help asking: "Master, even if I want to buy new clothes, can you agree?"

Ye Siming sneered: "Of course, all the expenses, you can buy ten pieces."

One of the usually glib soldiers suddenly laughed: "Then what are you waiting for, Lord Hou is generous, let's not miss this opportunity!"

"Have you ever thought of marrying a daughter-in-law this month, and after winning, let Hou Ye give out a sum of money fiercely!"

Although Yongye Hou Ye Siming is famous for his ruthlessness and martial arts skills in the capital.

But with so many of them, there should be a chance to deal with Hou Ye alone.

As a result, they swarmed up immediately, and surrounded Ye Siming with a tsunami.

Gu Nuo'er opened her **** eyes.

There are so many great shirtless soldiers, and there is only one brother Si Ming!

Unexpectedly, Ye Siming stood with his boots slightly apart, and the moment they rushed over, he threw the flag into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around suddenly, and first brought down a person who was about to attack him.

Before anyone could react, Ye Siming had already jumped up, pressing the two people's necks with both palms and pinning them to the ground.

At this time, the flag fell, and the boy swooped and plundered, and no one else even had a chance to touch the flag.

These soldiers who rushed over were beaten by Ye Siming!

The teenager gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I forgot what I taught?!"

The crowd seemed to come back to their senses.

They thought it was a joke, but Lord Hou wanted to take this opportunity to train them again.

Immediately, everyone lined up.

With just one look, the team immediately outflanked.

Some of them are responsible for sneak attacks, some are responsible for grabbing flags, and some are responsible for attacking Ye Siming's hand.

But without exception, they were either defeated by Ye Siming's fists, or they were pinned to the ground by his flag.

As long as you get dust on your body, you're out.

There were more and more soldiers who gradually left the field and stood beside them.

They cheered continuously and gave a fierce encouragement to Ye Siming.

"Hou Ye's punch is beautiful!!"

In the end, only Qin Song was left as Ye Siming's opponent.

The boy was breathing heavily, but his eyes were bright.

Having played against tens of thousands of people, he did not show any signs of exhaustion.

It's really scary to look at.

As if a natural combat cold weapon.