Baiminghe fights are a set of capture by criminal police in later generations, and a set of physical battles between the Central Army. As Hua Wuxue said, one is about defeating the enemy, and the other is pure killing.

Bai Minghe clasped his fists again: "Everyone, Brother Hua, I'm so ugly."

Bai Minghe bent down and held his Rambo swords in his hand. This time it was purely a killing sword technique. Bai Minghe only remembered the tricks, but had never really practiced them. He beat them very slowly, but only showed his skills for these people to show them.

After the game, Bai Minghe asked, "Did Brother Hua remember it? I just remember the tricks and haven't really practiced them. There may be something wrong with it, but it should be like this."

"Is it not, the ancestor of the Bai family?" Hua Wuqi's first thought was Bai Qi, the ancestor of the Bai family.

This kind of simple and direct killing tricks are definitely not created by contemporary martial arts masters. This is definitely a skill used in the military, just to practice for killing people.

Bai Minghe nodded: "I saw it in a secret room when I was a child, and I didn't practice well."

One hundred thousand soldiers knelt down together: "Thank you, Lord!"

In the Ming Dynasty, many skills were passed down to sons but not daughters. Hua Wuqi would never use the Hua Family Sword Program and some cultivation techniques to let people know. It is absolutely taboo for anyone in martial arts to dare to spy on the essence of martial arts from other sects.

"It's nothing, I just fought and made a show of ugly things myself." Bai Minghe didn't accept the words of the preaching art.

Unintentionally, Bai Minghe gave these people a great favor. There are also martial arts in the army, but there are also schools. No one dared to show some essence in front of 100,000 people.

These people just think that they are white-famous cranes.

Hua Wuxue wanted to say something, but was stopped by Bai Minghe. Bai Minghe said again: "Next, play a game. Only games that are played by pure men, and truly enjoyable games."

Under the command of Bai Minghe, a field was drawn, and a large wooden sign with rules was also erected.

What's this?

The most passionate, passionate, and impactful, absolutely violent aesthetics. The white-famous crane version of football is even allowed to use techniques such as falling, hugging, slapping, tripping, and tangling. However, it is not allowed to use sinister tricks such as fists, kicking people, hitting the vitals, and beating fingers.

The bamboo protective gear, pigskin sewn balls, all of which are specially made and sturdy, from clothes to shoes.

With a whistle, a man from Yulin Guard, seven feet tall, rushed forward for five people alone and tripped over one person. He and another man stronger than him rely on his strong physical strength to rush forward for a full forty steps. Then he was hugged and knocked down by a group of people.

A long roar like a wild wolf was heard from the strong man.

After suppressing his heart for a long time, he finally let go and kicked off again. He was like a heavy tank to open the way for the players again. The opponent was from a garrison in Shandong, and there were also strong men who were not inferior to him.

A heavy tank and a heavy transport vehicle. When the two of them were running, Bai Minghe even felt the ground vibrating. They pushed forward with their palms at the same time. The moment when the four palms hit each other, Bai Minghe felt that he heard a muffled sound, and it seemed that a shock wave emanated from the two of them.

"The Bagua Palm in Qin faces the Taishan Collapse Palm. They are all masters. Unfortunately, they have been hungry for too long and even exert 50% of their strength. Otherwise, if this palm is facing each other, a stone in the middle can be shattered."

Hua Wuxu explained on the side that he was a junior master at the beginning of school and his confidence would not be wrong.

Because they were not allowed to use fists, they retreated, and they wanted to put the other party down with their grasping tricks. At this time, someone shouted: "Line straight right long line."

Bai Minghe didn't understand what this meant, but the attacking side understood it. The ball flew directly from the leftmost side of the court like lightning to the far rightmost side. Someone responded, and a fish jumped to catch the ball. He rushed forward for more than ten steps, and then passed by two stoppers and was knocked down by the third one, adding twenty more steps to his side.

Bai Minghe touched his chin: "Is this court too small?"

"It's a little smaller, it can be bigger, and it's more interesting to add ten people. You can set up a formation and use tricks. My military service in the Ming Dynasty is about strategy, but not life for one life." A man was not able to tell his age, but his beard was already comprehensive. In this weather, he only wore a single piece of clothing, and his muscles were comparable to those of the bodybuilder of later generations.

The only thing Bai Minghe knew was the military badge he hung on his waist, which represented his identity as a hundred households.

Baiminghe sent a cigar to the hundred-person household and taught it. Then he also lit it and took a sip: "This thing is also the favorite of pure men. Unfortunately, it's just started to be tidy up. It's probably the number that can be guaranteed will be this summer."

Seeing the white-famous crane sucking the clouds and fog, the hundred-family household also learned to take a breath.

He was choked and cried, but his face was filled with laughter: "This is interesting."

"Then, how about redrawing the grounds and building stands around?"

"It's better to change the place. That barren mountain is good. At the foot of the mountain, digging halfway up the mountain. The stadium is drawn out of the foot of the mountain, and you can watch the game on the hillside. If you add some lottery tickets, it will be more interesting. I wonder what if you wish?" This old family is actually less than fifty years old and is definitely a veteran of the battle.

Bai Minghe nodded: "If you want, just open your mouth and I will send you silver."

"Sir, I really feel happy. Do you want someone? I still have a few brothers who want to come."

"I'm afraid that Shangshu Yu has already deceived him 100,000 people. It's right to want people, wait a little longer. One year later, let's make some achievements here to make long live happily. It's easier to ask for 100,000 people."

Score, what is score?

It’s definitely not playing football, nor eating and drinking, it’s definitely going to fight.

The first strategic target on land in Bai Minghe's eyes is Siming Mansion, which is a neutral zone that does not belong to the Ming Dynasty or Annan. It is called the Mansion, but it is simply an open space.

Fanatic! What is fanatic?

That is to let these people eat their fill and work hard for three days. They built a simple court in front of a rocky slope, built a 1,000-seat stand with sheds, and cleared half of the hillside to become a stand for ordinary people.

On the fifth day, the generals led by Xu Chengzong came to Shanglinyuan.

"The camp is managed in an orderly manner, and no one fights. Could it be that all you send are elite soldiers, not thorns?" Xu Chengzong asked the governors beside him.

Several governors knew these ordinary soldiers.

However, their followers also knew some famous thorns.

"Sir, these are these people, we know some of them. They are troublesome people who have been named after Dusi Shi. The one who is wearing vine armor over there is called Zhao Qiquan, who belongs to the Jing Binwei. The seven punches killed nine thorny people and was named after them. They are definitely the number one murderer among Jing Binwei. They can eat half a dou of rice in one meal."

Many people followed this intimate finger and looked over.

Just so happened that the ruthless man had just put on his protective gear. Someone on the other side made a gesture. The ruthless man picked up two bricks on the ground, one with one hand. He seemed to be about to fight, but no one expected it. The ruthless man smashed the two bricks on his head with one hand, and then called out at the other side of the field like a beast.

Several civil servants in the army shivered unnaturally when they heard this sound.

It's really scary.

North and south of the Yangtze River, each formed a gang to choose the most fierce and fierce man to form a team. Of course, it was necessary to compete for the top and bottom. The bet was amazing, with 500 fat pigs, 200 dried fish, 800 stones of rice, and 800 jars of wine. It was not based on victory or defeat, but on scores. If that side had zero points, then all of these were on the other side.

Xu Chengzong came to the shed, and the hillside behind was already full of soldiers, and many soldiers stood on the periphery.

The war started, and the entire Shanglinyuan once again frightened the forest. It was not because of the war drum, but the fanatical clamor of these soldiers.

The collision between the two surprised Bai Minghe, so the venue was larger and the number of people was more. In the first row, there were 40 people in the collision, four top and powerful men from the Ming Dynasty collided wildly. The momentum could definitely be as amazing as the torrent of steel between the cavalry and the cavalry when fighting with the two armies.

The collision was less than a hundred steps in front of Xu Chengzong, and Xu Chengzong could clearly see the forty people laughing.

Breakthrough, defense, robbery, attacking the east and west, and surrounding the points to attack and support. Whether it is courage, strength, or momentum, they were fully displayed in this game. In addition to passion, there are countless strategies. There are each on both sides who specialize in tactics, and they constantly tell new tactics to the people on the field at every pause.

"Okay, knock him down!" The first person who had the identity and couldn't help but shouted out was not the young Xu Yongning, but the Duke of Wei, Xu Chengzong. He seemed to feel like he was returning to the battlefield. He felt that his blood was burning, and he stood on the sidelines a few steps, constantly cheering.

Bai Minghe, who was sitting in the shed, sent a cigar to Yang Xin: "I say these people are easy to control."

"That's you, it's hard to change someone."

"It's not difficult. When thinking about the formation of the spearmen, they faced cavalry, but they have practiced assassination at the same time for many years, so they naturally have tacit understanding and cooperation. After playing this game for a long time in the future, I'm afraid that someone will study how to play this game more cleverly. I have the idea of ​​making money!"

The feeling of Bai Minghe laughing made Yang Xin look sinister.

"Each provinces form teams and play games in Nanjing City. When we have a handicap, the number one team will naturally benefit from the provincial capital department. Our handicap can also earn some money to maintain this game. In Shanglinyuan, you can also build a stadium and collect tickets. Of course, it is also good to put it on the largest island in the middle of Xuanwu Lake."

"There is no way to go in the middle of the lake, there is a navy trainer there!" Yang Xin immediately objected.

Bai Minghe smiled: "Just, is it possible to train a navy? Touch your head!"
Chapter completed!