"Well, I still have a headache from what I drank last night. I'm going to go back and get some sleep. I'll take care of the night patrol tonight."

"Me too, me too, my head seems to be flooded with water, and it keeps swaying."

"Haha... brothers, take care of yourself, I'm waiting for the great news that you will drink Divine Doctor Nan to the ground."

"Take care, brother..."

"..."

Anyway, those people from last night escaped very quickly, and their movements were shocking.

The generals who stayed behind all looked at each other in confusion: What is this, what is going on?

The commander-in-chief actually wanted to invite us to drink in the army!

Where do such good things usually happen?!

Could this... the handsome guy have his brain kicked by a donkey?

However, there are not many hard-working men in the army who don't like wine. When they heard that they could drink, their eyes lit up and they salivated.

Who cares about what those guys just said about taking care of yourself?

As long as I can drink, I am willing to die drunk!

I really don't understand what those guys are afraid of.

That's a bunch of idiots. Their brains are filled with water. They simply don't have any brains. They don't dare to drink even if they have wine...

"There are about thirty of you, and each one of you is an elite general in the army. I am keeping you here tonight not for no reason, but because you have an important mission, and no one can neglect it."

Ma Daicheng lowered his voice and said solemnly: "Your only task tonight is to attend the miracle doctor's practice banquet; be sure to accompany the miracle doctor!"

"The highest goal tonight is to beat me down by the miracle doctor. This is your mission! Last night, the gang of thugs came together in one fell swoop, but so many people were still beaten down by one person...

You are so embarrassing to me!"

After saying this, more than thirty people stared in disbelief: "No, Marshal, are you kidding me? The miracle doctor is so good at drinking? Yesterday, General Lu and so many of them were drunk to the point of collapse? He

He’s a miracle doctor or a wine wizard!”

"Let me go, these guys are so useless? There are so many people, but one person can't drink it? Who would believe it!"

"It's really an embarrassment to the Western Army! No wonder he left so early today... It's so shameless."

"That's right, no wonder the commander doesn't use them today! It's so embarrassing!"

"I am ashamed to be associated with him!"

"There are so many people who can't drink even one drink, and they brag about it like crazy. It's simply shameless."

“If you are not the son of man, you are not worthy of being the son of man!”

"Don't worry, Commander, we will definitely earn back your face tonight!"

Each and every chest was beating loudly.

"good!"

Ma Daicheng looked at these high-spirited guys and said with satisfaction: "It depends on your performance tonight."

One of them was a little timid: "Commander, my cultivation has been greatly reduced since I was seriously injured, and my ability to drink is no longer what it used to be. Don't let me embarrass you, Commander... How about another one?"

Ma Daocheng glared and thought to himself, what I want is for you to be seriously injured, so you can run away!

So he waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, you drink the second half! I believe in your strength!"

"Okay, you don't mind, so why should I care?"

I wanted to drink it myself, but I was extremely reluctant to leave. When I heard this, I was even more reluctant to leave.

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Ma Daogong summoned the Twelve Heavenly Horses and gathered 200 people in the room: "You all must be smart tonight. If you find that we can't stand it anymore, quickly change your clothes and come over for two rounds of drinking. Others are taking turns pouring wine in the room. Today's

The battle is not easy to fight."

"Commander, that's not the case."

The Twelve Pegasus are not happy in their hearts. We are also famous masters and we are not maids. Why should we pour wine?

"You know nothing!"

Ma Daogong glared and lowered his voice: "I am giving you a huge benefit! The Southern Divine Doctor will sprinkle the magic medicine in the wine... Look at me and my brother, such serious internal injuries, external trauma and poisonous diseases, recovered in an instant

, even if this magical medicine is not as good as the one given to us, it is definitely extraordinary. Once it is good, the hidden wounds on your body will be suppressed... Silly Que! Do you think I will offend you?"

"It's just because it's a good thing that I let you pour the wine! Treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. You idiots, if you don't like it, get out of here. Let's see who will regret it in the future!"

"Is what you said true?"

"Get out, get out now, because of what you just said, I don't need you to pour wine today, no one can persuade me!"

"Don't go away. I will serve the wine tonight. No one is allowed to take this job from me. I will fall out with anyone who dares to take it away from me!"

"You'd better get out of here, I'll pour the wine, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

"..."

Ma Daogong glared: "I'm telling you, when you pour wine at night...be careful! Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I understand!"

All the big men nodded like chickens pecking at rice, with excited faces on their faces.

"Remember to keep this matter a secret! If anyone lets his mouth loose, I will silence him with poison!"

"I understand, I understand, I understand!"

…

At night, Feng Yin came to take a look and was surprised. I asked, what is this dark area? What is the situation? What is the situation?

In addition to people, there are also mountains of meat and wine. Everything has been set up. Well, there must be more than thirty or forty people in this big jar, right?

It seems that my words yesterday had the opposite effect. Isn't this commander planning to keep him as a backup?

Feng Yin was speechless for a long time.

It seems that this Ma Shuai is a real cannibal and plans to take advantage of him for the rest of his life!

"The Western Army respectfully invites the miracle doctor to take the seat!"

Ma Daocheng's face was full of reverence. This attitude was probably rare for the Emperor of Qin or his father-in-law.

Then, the banquet kicked off.

Of course, Feng Yin would do his best to repeat his old tricks, and he would become more and more unscrupulous and unscrupulous; there was no way, the opponent had more heads than expected, and Feng Yin didn't want to be the one who fell early.

Round after round of toasts, one after another, there is an endless stream, there are more than enough, and there is no end.

Feng Yin's body felt like a steamer, white gas began to emit, and his face began to sweat.

The first impression people have is that this guy is really running for a drink.

But no one would be surprised. One person is fighting against such a large group of people. If he doesn’t let people run away to drink, his stomach won’t be able to hold it!

At the same time, he also expressed deep admiration for Dr. Nan’s ability and praised him for being awesome.

After all, I also want to drink like this. If I sweat, it will be gone. How great.

But no one still thinks that Divine Doctor Nan will have the last laugh. Even if you can run again, can you really drink so many of us?

How can we lose with the crowd tactics, especially the crowd tactics at the wine table!

That is absolutely impossible!

The enthusiasm of the soldiers could not help but become even higher.

Feng Yin also discovered something that made him feel doubly depressed.

There were some big men pouring wine beside me; they made little moves from time to time. Each jar of wine was opened beside them, and when they drank more than half of the wine, they moved the rest of the wine away with very covert movements. I am so cautious that I don’t know where to move...

After a few sessions in a row, it would be a ghost if the wind seal could no longer be felt.

It must be what I told Ma Shuai...

This old guy wants to take advantage of this and collect a batch of wine for long-term development?

Feng Yin grinned.

Forget it, a good person will do it to the end, sending Buddha to the West. Since he has perfected people, let him do it to the end, and then intermittently condense the Qi into a certain bowl of wine and scatter it into the wine vat.

In fact, just the smell of wine steaming from his body already contains a lot of spiritual energy; but the wind seal may not be enough. What if the old commander uses this wine to save his life?

Ever since, all the twelve Pegasus saw the miracle doctor finally starting to pour half a bowl of wine into the wine vat, and they all became excited!

It’s started, it’s time to get excited!

The generals who didn't know the reason were surprised. After drinking so much, where did the wine jars go?

Why can't I find an empty jar?

Is it possible that the commander-in-chief is now demanding hygiene and is he so strict? He started cleaning up before he finished drinking?
To be continued...