"Marshal Bismarck, my admiration for you stretches like a surging river. No, I'll be coming to see you again after a while! Miao Junfeng put on a fiery red cloak, walked dozens of steps forward, stood and shouted.

"Humph! Don't worry about you! I'm in good health, I'm not dead yet! Bismarck also had a long memory this time, took the initiative to dismount, and walked forward dozens of steps, and replied loudly.

Whether it was the royal court or the Westerners, after seeing the two marshals like old friends, they asked and answered. They felt that the battle might not be as boring as it used to be.

"Marshal Bismarck, time is a knife to kill pigs. People can't accept old age! I think it's fate with you, I might as well teach you a set of fitness boxing now, you must write it down and learn it!

My boxing is amazing! Can make an eighty-year-old look like an eighteen-year-old guy. Man! Good health is really good, let alone a high-ranking old man like you! ”

Miao Junfeng's words made Bismarck feel good at first, but the more he got to the back, the taste changed.

"Marshal Miao Junfeng, do you need to use the agitation method every time? This trick is not new! You'd better change your tactics! Or do you have no ink on your chest and your donkey skills are exhausted? ”

"Hey, hey! I'm boxing, keep your eyes peeled! ”

The muscles of Bismarck's cheeks couldn't help but tremble, and Miao Junfeng's lack of positive response made him feel that his words were so weak, like eating a fly in his mouth.

With your feet apart, you slowly squat down and raise your hands. Miao Junfeng really started a set of boxing techniques, which is not available in this world, and he learned it from the master's world.

Ordinary people can exercise Taijiquan if they practice it, and practitioners can practice it often, so they can realize the Tao, understand their past, and imagine their future.

This set of boxing techniques has been played with charm under Miao Junfeng's daily diligent practice. Even people who don't like sports, when they see Miao Junfeng's punches, they will have an urge to imitate them.

Marshal Bismarck was already half a hundred, and his eyes were even hotter. After seeing Miao Junfeng put on this posture, he knew that this was a good set of boxing techniques.

Both the Holy See and the Priesthood have their own armed forces, and they also practice boxing on weekdays. But their boxing skills are not worth mentioning at all compared to the set of boxing methods in front of them.

"Marshal Bismarck, will you just stand like this? Why don't you follow my movements and move your body. It's good for you. ”

Bismarck ignored him, and Miao Junfeng was not in a hurry, but became more and more energetic the more he fought.

"Marshal Bismarck, aren't you hungry? I hear the stomachs of the soldiers behind you! Hey! If you're not hungry, why not punch me up to get your appetite pumped! ”

Bismarck still ignored him, he felt that it was absolutely feasible for Miao Junfeng to use a strategy that would not change to meet all changes.

As soon as he closed the momentum, Miao Junfeng exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He smiled at Bismarck and said, "Marshal Bismarck, I know you're old. When this man is old, his appetite is not good. But skipping meals is not good for your health, especially when our two armies are facing each other.

Calculate the time, it's time for our army to eat, why don't you come and taste our army's food? You will never forget it! ”

As soon as Miao Junfeng raised his hand, the leader of the army, which had already been prepared, acted quickly and delivered a lunch box to every soldier.

"Open the meal!"

With Miao Junfeng's order, a full 100,000 lunch boxes were opened at the same time.

If the sound of a lunch box opening is not loud, what if it is 100,000 lunch boxes?

The fragrance wafting from one lunch box is not enough to attract attention, but what if it is 100,000 lunch boxes?

When all the soldiers of the army began to eat, Miao Junfeng was the last to take the lunch box. The moment he opened the lunch box, he made an intoxicated look.

"Marshal Bismarck, I'll eat first. If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it after dinner! ”

The fiery red cloak and shiny armor are matched with his eating appearance and arrangements for the whole army at this time. Only a commander like Miao Junfeng could have performed such an unbelievable feat.

"Hahaha..., Marshal Miao Junfeng, aren't you afraid that I will do it now?" Smyth laughed.

"If you want to come over for dinner, of course, you have to do it yourself, don't you want me to feed it in one bite? You're not too young, can you say this kind of thing? ”

The soldiers who were eating behind him were almost about to spew out the food they had eaten. Some people have even started to cough "cough, cough, cough...", apparently choking.

They were all like this, not to mention Bismarck, who was standing opposite Miao Junfeng. Fortunately, he reacted in time and suppressed his anger.

"Marshal Miao Junfeng, do you think I'm joking? There is a limit to my patience, and I will wait in the barracks for the good sons of our army to capture you. ”

"Hey! Why bother? Why bother? It seems that you are really old, and your eyesight has deteriorated very much, do you want me to send a Lang Zhong to see a doctor for you? It's hard to cure a minor illness and a major illness! ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense, come here, pass me on the order..."Before Bismarck could finish speaking, his eyes widened and widened, until he could no longer open them.

On the flanks of Miao Junfeng's army, billowing smoke and dust rose up, and I don't know when a large number of reinforcements have begun to assemble.

As can be seen from the flags fluttering in the distance, the number of reinforcements is at least tens of thousands. The specific number is tens of thousands, and it will be impossible to tell for a while.

"Marshal Miao Junfeng, you're not cheating on Ben Shuai! According to the information gathered by Ben Shuai, your imperial court can't send you so many reinforcements in such a short period of time! ”

Sima, who came back to his senses, narrowed his eyes and shouted at Miao Junfeng. No matter what the result is, this drink can at least make Miao Junfeng reveal a little bit of reality.

"Marshal Bismarck, what you say is ridiculous! Oh! Don't you only allow me to transfer troops if you are allowed to increase them?

To tell you the truth, each of the soldiers behind me was carefully selected from the city where they were located through a contest.

There are many soldiers like them and those who are not as good as them. I was also afraid that I would be tired, so I didn't bring it here.

If it weren't for the increase of troops on your side, I would not have bothered to mobilize the troops in the rear?

You know how many garrisons there are in a city in my imperial court! I've only taken 2,000 troops from each city, and I don't need to help you calculate how many troops are left! ”

Miao Junfeng's words are true and false, and false are true. The transformation of the virtual and the real in the art of war and the use of the art of Qizheng were brought into full play by him.

The confident words and uninhibited attitude made the battle-hardened Si Mai instantly suspicious.

He has always been cautious, no matter whether what Miao Junfeng said is true or not, he has to give up the idea of preparing to attack.

Aggrieved, really aggrieved. This is the third time he has been slapped in the face by Miao Junfeng, and each time he slaps him in the face, he feels if Twilight has come to him as he said.

Thinking about it, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and the newly recovered body once again wilted.