Hitting Into The One I Was Running From Chapter 8

"Since I gave it to you, you can keep it. To me, it is just a piece of stone. This was the reward given by His Majesty Tan Da when I led the army to defeat. I made two-thirds of a large piece." The spear and the rest of it made this soft sword. It didn’t cost me a penny to make, so you can just keep it.”

Damian Hua acted very indifferent. In a sense, such a stone was of no use to him.

"General, but..." Damian Hua raised his hand to stop him before he finished speaking.

"You can be regarded as my half-disciple. If you don't want it, it will be piled in the warehouse. I gave it to you and put it to use. Consider it a meeting gift from me. My grandmother also needs your attention."

Avery Meng had no choice but to accept the words. He looked at Damian Hua gratefully, bowed and saluted, "Thank you, general. I will definitely learn from it."

This serious attitude made Damian Hua curl his mouth and nodded with satisfaction, feeling better about Avery Meng.

"This sword is very sharp. You have to be careful not to hurt yourself when using it. You can hide it in your waist when not in use." Damian Hua took out something else from the desk, which looked like a sword holster. .

"This thing is made of cowhide and is very flexible. I asked someone to make it into the shape of a belt. You can tie it around your waist and hide the soft sword in it." As he said this, he took it from Avery Meng's hand. He inserted his sword into what looked like a belt but was actually a sword holster, and then slowly walked behind Avery Meng.

Avery Meng noticed what he was going to do, blinked his eyes, stiffened his body, and could only carefully feel the heat coming from behind.

Damian Hua held the sword sheath in his hand and put his hands around Avery Meng's waist. He looked down at this brother who only reached his collarbone with a heavy look in his eyes, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"General..." Avery Meng felt his face was a little hot. He was about to ask Damian Hua to stop and do it himself, but the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.

"General, people from the West Camp and the North Camp are fighting..." Before he could finish his words, his voice, which was full of anger, gradually became quieter until he saw the situation in the tent.

Damn you, if I had known earlier, I would have ignored the affairs of Xiying and Beiying. Now if he comes in directly and disturbs the general's good deeds, he will be teased!

Damian Hua withdrew his hand with a natural expression. The brown belt worn around Avery Meng's waist didn't look out of place at all, and even looked a little more cool.

"What's going on?" The four battalions in the southeast, northwest and northwest are all in peace on weekdays. Why are they still fighting? Could it be that his management is too lax on weekdays? Even made trouble in front of him.

The man who came in replied in a nagging tone, "Isn't there going to be a competition within the army next month? For the sake of quotas, the two battalions started fighting."

Although the general's face looked normal, he just felt a little frightened. The two battalions of people bumped into their general's ox hoof and were finished.

"Go and have a look, you come too." Damian Hua took a step forward and then turned back and said to Avery Meng, who was still thinking about something and his cheeks were rosy.

"Yes." Avery Meng replied. After sorting out his mood, he hurriedly followed Damian Hua.

There are a total of four suburban camps in the imperial city, which are managed by the four generals of the dynasty. Damian Hua is in charge of one of the battalions. This battalion is mainly for the Huajia Army, and it is divided into four districts, namely the Huajia Army. North Camp, Huajia Army South Camp, Huajia Army East Camp and Huajia Army West Camp.

Among them, Dongying is Damian Hua's personal soldiers. It has the smallest number among the several battalions, but it is also the most elite.

Damian Hua also has many talents under his command. When not fighting, several battalions are divided into time periods for training. They also collect military intelligence on the entire Liyang, observe the military trends of other countries at all times, and also assist the Imperial Guard in management. The security in the imperial city is the most powerful army in Liyang.

The Hua Family Army holds a grand competition every year to select talented military personnel, and this year's competition will be held after Damian Hua's birthday next month.

Each of the four battalions has been allocated a hundred places, a total of four hundred. Even though there are already hundreds of places, you must know that the Hua Army has 10,000 people. A few hundred places will require a lot of bloodshed. of.

Originally, the four hundred quotas were evenly distributed among the four camps, but sometimes Damian Hua turned a blind eye to the private dealings of his subordinates.

Sometimes several major battalions will hold separate quota allocation competitions. If they win, ten more quotas will be allocated. This is ten quotas, which makes the lieutenants of the four major battalions jealous.

This year, Xiying lost to Beiying, but Xiying lost ten spots and did not want to give them away, so the two lieutenants started fighting in full view of the public, and even allowed so many people to see it.

The person who came to report the news was Dongying's deputy general Chai He. He was Damian Hua's right-hand man. He originally came to report and watch the fun, but he didn't expect that he came at the wrong time and disturbed his general's love affair.

The Hua Family Army actually consisted of more than that. There were 40,000 troops stationed at various borders of Liyang Kingdom. Damian Hua was the commander of tens of thousands of troops, and the emperor was actually the highest commander in chief.

Avery Meng followed Damian Hua towards the training ground with eyes full of curiosity.

Because the entire army has ten thousand people, it naturally covers a lot of area. It is even close to a big river and has mountains at its back. The rest of the army is all flat, so it can be guarded against enemy attacks.

The Huajia Army has dozens of training grounds, large and small, and the one they want to go to is naturally the largest of them. It is usually a good place for soldiers to train and exchange martial arts.

When a few people first arrived, there were already several circles of people outside the training ground, and they were all chattering and making as much noise as if they were in a vegetable market.

This was the first time Avery Meng had seen the level of gossip among these men, but it was still very lively.

"The general is here!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly.

The noisy training ground suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their attention to the rear. When they saw that it was indeed Damian Hua who had arrived, they quickly moved their boss out of the way.

Avery Meng was almost fainted by the strong smell of sweat. He would feel better only if he got close to Damian Hua.

It was strange to say that in such a strong smell of sweat, he could only smell the cedar fragrance coming from General Hua, which was the same refreshing fragrance he smelled in the mountains when he was a child.

After approaching the competition stage in the training ground, two people on the stage with muscles tied in their mouths were fighting with bare hands. It should have been an exciting scene, but both of them were swearing. Yes, there is not a good word in his mouth.

"You old scoundrel, you still want to cheat after losing to our Beiying!"

"Am I cheating? Wang, if your people hadn't done this behind the scenes, how could we in Xiying have lost!"

"Damn it, since you won't accept it, I'll beat you until you do!"

"I went and you slapped me in the face, you're done!"

Then there was a series of sounds of punches hitting the flesh. The force of the punches made Avery Meng feel pain, and there was an unbearable expression on his face.

Then I saw two people, one holding the other's arm, and the other's foot wrapped around the other's leg. Suddenly the two were tangled together like a hemp rope, their faces were red and their necks were thick.

Although it's not fatal, it does hurt like hell.

Avery Meng looked at Damian Hua in front of him. He actually had no intention of stopping him. He just watched the two of them entangled on the stage.

Until one of them started shouting, "It's cramping, it's cramping, let go!"

Then another person asked, "Are you convinced?"

The person who spoke first held it in for a long time, and his face turned red again, "The quota is given to you, but I definitely didn't lose!"

The tough-tongued look of this damn duck made some of the onlookers unable to help but laugh out loud.

The person fighting him snorted coldly, let go of him neatly, and straightened his torn clothes, as proud as a victorious cock.