The weapon of the country

The old rule is two wins in three games.

Qian Ning stood up immediately, and as soon as the military boots touched her, her beautiful face was still cold, but her tone was fierce, "Captain and deputy captain Qian Ning requests to fight. Please let me play." , "Unless no one among the brave imperial warriors dares to face a woman."

The camera of the accompanying photographer pointed at her, a female captain who made a lot of noise for joining the Ninth Base, and was also publicly supported by a congressman. She has a face and figure that can stand the test of the camera.

"Bold woman!" "Shut your mouth!" Everyone in the imperial team from the Duke down was in an uproar.The empire advocated bravery, and the eldest son of a noble family became a prince, and the rest of the sons had to go to the battlefield to make contributions.So much so that it formed a surprising situation: the number of noble sons who died on the front line in the federal and imperial wars was far greater than that of civilians.

Channing raised his head fearlessly, his chest and neck tensed.The video will be edited, but the footage of the female captain standing up will definitely be preserved and seen by millions of viewers. This is her chance to stand out at any cost.

A young nobleman looked at her with disgust on his face, trying to maintain politeness, "I am willing to learn this young lady's swordsmanship, but men's sports are not suitable for ladies by nature, and I have no habit of sympathizing with women in the fencing field... ..."

"I don't have the habit of wasting time listening to nonsense before games." Channing interrupted indifferently.

Major General Wu opened his mouth wide in embarrassment, "This..."

"It seems that the contestants for the first competition have already appeared." Chen Han made a final decision before the vice president, and Qian Ning was surprised and showed some gratitude.

Vice President Bei's nose stretched out, but his eyes were narrowed into slits. The Secretary of the Laureate Palace peeked at Brigadier General Shen Han who dared to snatch the white.In an instant, the vice president returned to smiling.

"The young man next to Commodore Shen - don't look, it's you - Commodore Shen's fencing skills are well known, you are Commodore Shen's adjutant, and you are also Commodore Shen's apprentice. Commodore Shen, it's too early for you to play in the second round, how about Do you have faith in the young man you taught to play?"

The camera and everyone's eyes instantly focused on Major Mo's baby face. He almost jumped up and bit his tongue in fright.

"I, not... I am the inspector's adjutant, not his apprentice."

All heads turned to Major Mo, only Zhuang Ye quickly looked at Shen Han.Vice President Bei knew he was injured?Major Mo has no chance of winning. Any noble youth who is about his age in the empire has learned fencing for at least twice as many years as him.According to the vice president, if Shen Han doesn't let Mo Rulan play, he will play in person, facing Earl Wellingt, who has a deep hatred with him and avenges his personal revenge.

Major Mo's mouth of refusal seemed to be welded suddenly, and the two lips were drawn into a line. He also thought of this.

"My fencing skills are disappointing, but I am willing to play." Mo Rulan was tough but determined.

Earl Wellington gave him a wink, and a calm young nobleman bowed and stood up.The Duke graciously raised his engagement-ringed hand to grant his entreaty, and the second fencing confirmed the Empire's selection.

Zhuang Ye's chest tightened and he couldn't breathe, but he maintained a calm expression, "Mr. Vice President, captain, I think we can take a look at the performance of the contestants in the first two games before deciding on the candidate for the third game. More suspense Always a good thing."

The soldiers were tidying up the fencing field, and Major Mo was in a dilemma, as if he had been constipated for three days, "What should I do! I want to compete in fencing with the imperial nobles! If I had known earlier, I would have begged you to give me special training—"

"It doesn't matter if you lose." Shen Han put his hands on his shoulders.

"What?" Mo Rulan waved her fist angrily, "I won't lose to those imperial pigs!"

Shen Han laughed and rubbed his hair, "I know, but it doesn't matter if you lose, you can play better."

Mo Rulan moved her lips to speak, but she just muttered.

Zhuang Ye looked at them quietly, and the subtle changes in Shen Han's expression made him feel warm.That warmth was not for him, and it made his heart ache.

"Are you envious?" A female voice came from behind.There is a faint melancholy in the voice, someone takes care of you, someone cares, it is always enviable.

Zhuang Ye turned around hastily, a little flustered.Behind him, the female captain is no longer wearing a uniform jacket, but a white military shirt. Her thin waist is tucked into a corset, and her sleeves are rolled up to reveal her slender forearms. Zhuang Ye's fists are relaxed on both sides of her body. "It's okay." He said softly, sending encouragement, "I have great confidence in you."

The female captain never lowered her head. At this time, the soldier brought the sword, and the thin female military boots took a step forward. The sun shone on her short curly hair, and the black turned into a deep honey color. She walked towards the sun with great strides. .

"I have a lot of confidence in me too."

Mo Rulan went down to prepare, Zhuang Ye approached Shen Han.

"Are you worried?"

"But not Captain Money."

There was constant sound of long swords colliding on the fencing field, she learned quickly and solidly from Shen Han, her steps were as light as an antelope, and whenever she landed, her steps were as steady as if they were rooted on the fencing field.

Even if you train every day and have amazing physical strength, you can't keep moving quickly for a long time.

She was so close to her opponent that she could smell each other's breath, and she suddenly said a word in the opponent's ear.

The opponent's face was livid, and he was furious.Qian Ning had expected it a long time ago. With a backhand stab, the pain caused the opponent to gnash his teeth, as if the tip of a sword pierced his wrist, and the blood rushed out. He instinctively closed his eyes tightly, his whole face twisted and howled in pain.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground and he lost.With that clang, the whole person fell to the ground top-heavy, covered his hands and struggled and shouted.

"You are not hurt, open your eyes and see clearly."

The footsteps approached, the blurred vision was clear, the man weakly raised his hand, the wrist was not bleeding profusely, dripping with sweat but intact.

The curly hair behind Channing's ears covered his snow-white cheeks, with a blush and contempt on his face, "I use a sword hilt."

Intimidated by his own delusion, defeated by a woman.Her opponent's face was ashen, and he was escorted away by the attendants in disbelief and embarrassment.