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Two ninety-five, one crow is not alarmed, the city drum is low (6)

Chongzhen was condescending, and could vaguely hear a few words floating up... Seeing that these powerful generals were not arrogant at all, they always looked for their own omissions even after winning the battle, and they were quite touched. But they didn't know what his son said, and it seemed that they were excited about these generals who came to take the crime. Then a group of people ran out, looking at it made people curious.

"Wang Cheng'en, follow up and see what's wrong there." Chongzhen subconsciously felt that it was not a military and national event, but like a group of friends who had an appointment to drink and listen to music. Of course, whether it was a military and national event or the private affairs of the crown prince and the soldiers, as the Lord of the Nine Five, he had a strong interest in his hands.

Wang Chengen had to follow him again. His fat body gasped for a few steps and was sweating profusely. When he arrived outside the door, he saw a large stream of riding dust floating in the air, but the sound of horse hooves had already gone.

Zhu Cilang himself was also a little excited.

Although this game is based on American football, the planning and rulemaking of venues are all based on his ideas. This setting of rules makes people feel like the game and fully satisfy his inner pleasure.

After leaving Gaocheng, Xiao Donglou and Zhou Yuji went back to their camp respectively to select officers to play this new game. Tanning only brought a team of personal guards to come, and followed the crown prince and Xiao Mo into the camp of the first camp. You Shiwei was actually not very interested in this game, but Zhu Cilang didn't say anything, and he didn't want to disappoint, so he had to follow him.

"She'an, Liu Laosi! Summon all the rattan players and wear armor!" Xiao Mo took the lead in the camp and shouted, "Who else! Go and find me a blank space and draw a square array of fifty steps wide and eighty steps long. Draw a dotted line every ten steps."

Several battalion engineers passed by in their minds, thinking that it was another shot put training ground, and quickly pushed the measuring cart out.

There is no school ground in Gaocheng, and the training of the camp is on the flat ground outside the city. It is very simple to find a place.

Zhu Cilang asked someone to find a piece of pine wood, and cut out an olive shape in a few seconds to serve as a ball tool. The craftsman heard that he wanted to hold it on his body, hold it in his hand, and polish it with sandpaper again, which was obviously much more decent.

After a while, Xiao Donglou and Zhou Yuji brought Wu Yangyang and others over. Those who didn't know thought they were here to play.

Xiao Mo also quickly gave She'an and Liu Si a face-to-face and told them about the rules. Just when the venue was painted, everyone flocked to the venue. As expected, most of them were idle and watched the fun.

"Who will come first?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

"I!" Xiao Mo and Xiao Donglou snatched in unison.

Zhu Cixuan said: "Eighteen people from each line must be pierced with armor! At least one layer of iron armor."

Xiao Mo directly sent a rattan player to the battle. It seemed that he was ready to play this game as a corner.

Xiao Donglou did not send anyone immediately, but discussed it with Cao Ning for a moment, but the people selected from the team were fat and thin. The leader was a colonel, Mr. Qian, with dark skin, just like he was fished out of ink and didn't wash it clean.

It's the black-skinned Maoshi.

Seeing that Colonel Qian of the Second Battalion had joined, Xiao Mo changed Liu Laosi without hesitation, and refused to let the other party use military rank to suppress others.

After hearing the general introduction, Liu Laosi was eager to try and stood up, just like the leader.

Zhu Cixuan walked between the two teams and acted as the referee himself, asking Heipi and Liu Si to guess the venue.

In the first half, Liu Si attacked from east to west, and the ball was kicked off. This bear-like guy rushed forward with the ball, forcing Xiao Donglou to shout on the sidelines, asking the black belter to hug him.

The currently announced rules are: punching and kicking are prohibited.

All other actions are OK.

Hei Pi brought his teammates and finally dragged Liu Si to the ground with the power of four people, allowing him to run fifteen steps and rush into the striker formation.

Zhu Cixuan did not instill any tactical concepts in them before, just to make them find fun in it. He ran to the place where Liu Si fell, reached out to touch the sideline of the battle zone, and shouted: "The attack is effective, the second attack, the kickoff."

This time, Liu Si finally knew that he could not rely on himself to rush forward. He stood up with the ball. The opponent gave the team to order the players to set up tactics, lined up in a row, ready to block the Second Battalion. However, this time Hei Pi saw clearly that there were monsters like Liu Si, two or three ordinary people could not defend themselves at all. The Suo surname did not care about the others, and he arranged six people in two rows to block Liu Si.

This time, Liu Si was hugged by someone after taking two steps. Before Liu Si could throw it away, two more pounced on him and crushed Liu Si to the ground. They were both wearing iron armor and colliding with each other, causing dust to fly on the ground, as if they were fighting each other.

The audience around the battle was infuriated and soon divided it into two parts according to the battalion to encourage their comrades.

"The attack is invalid, exchange the serve rights." Zhu Cixuan pointed to the place where Liu Si fell: "Take the ball here."

Although I had explained this kind of details before, the Crown Prince was the referee, and he said that it was just what it was. No one dared to question the rules set by the Crown Prince, and just drove the ball from where Liu Si fell to the ground.

Hei Pi was very active, and he still divided the person into two rows in front and back, handed the ball to the stout rattan player in the middle, whispering two words.

The rattan player just nodded and stood at the serving position with confidence, facing the angry Liu Laosi. Although he was shorter than Liu Laosi, he was not afraid. He heard a whistle and rushed forward suddenly. Liu Laosi had already hit the side shoulder.

"Tiger!"

The audience around saw that the rattan players in the second battalion were knocked back two steps, and were immediately knocked down by the rattan players in the first battalion who rushed up and shouted wildly.

Liu Laosi was just waiting for a pride when he suddenly saw a dark figure running past his queue, and the wind was coming from his feet. While running, he made a harsh laugh.

No one noticed that the rattan player had thrown the ball in his arms backwards to the unobtrusive black skin at the moment of charging.

Hei Pi held the ball and ran extremely happily on the empty defense line of the battalion, like a wild dog with its reins. When Liu Si reacted and directed his teammates to intercept it, it was too late.

Hei Skin smashed the ball into the barrel, ran around the barrel, raised his hands and shouted: "Slay the general! Slay the general!"

"Snatch the flag! Snatch the flag!" The soldiers of the Second Battalion echoed in unison, and the entire venue was boiling.

"The goal is effective, the midfield kicks off, the second battalion's first attack." Zhu Cixuan followed him and ran 64 meters in the half, all at the speed of sprinting. He was already a little breathless when he ran back. However, seeing the atmosphere was so hot, he still felt full of gains.

The audience quickly spontaneously erected two signs, and wrote a big "一" in vain on the sign on the second battalion's ball bucket, which means that the second battalion won a point. This undoubtedly stimulated the players of the first battalion. While encouraging, some people also shouted that they would replace them.

The entire game was set as half an hour, divided into the first and second half, half an hour in each half. Zhu Cixuan blew the half and was really unbearable. He happened to see Min Ziruo with anxiety on the sidelines, so he handed over the power of blowing the whistle to Tanning, who had been eager to try for a long time, and replaced himself.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Cixuan walked to the sidelines and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Your Highness, the red box is reported." Min Ziruo said.

The Jinyiwei, who was standing behind Min Ziruo, immediately stepped forward and handed over the sandalwood box. Zhu Cixuan checked the sealing mud, walked aside and opened the box, and took out the information inside.

The information is very simple: Taiyuan defenders and fleeing people will set out on August 30, go from Yangqu to Yu County, pass Jingxing to Zhending, and ask the officers and soldiers to respond.

Chen De finally convinced his father anyway.

This message is not important, but it was passed on with a red box, mostly because Xu Dun buried another chess piece and was conducting channel tests.

Zhu Cixuan calculated the time. This was news two days ago. It was only 140 or 50 miles from Yangqu to Yuxian. Even if the mountain roads are bumpy and the people are moving at a slow pace, it is time to go to Yuxian at this moment.

According to the information from Yanjing, Dingxiang had been conquered before the fifth day. The Donglu troops did not attack Taiyuan. In addition to the elimination of the support troops, there must be new movements in Shaanxi.

"Go and call Xiao Mo, Xiao Donglou and Tanning." Zhu Cixuan said to Min Ziruo: "Be smaller in movements, don't hinder them from playing the ball."

Min Ziruo nodded and flew away.
Chapter completed!
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