Chapter 672 Temporary Change of Formation

Chapter 673 Temporary Change of Formation

A huge shadow casts on the jade steps.

Harukhan has a dexterity that is completely inconsistent with his body size. He walks silently and is as agile as a fat leopard.

Batu patted Harukhan's forearm and proudly introduced: "Narheish Harukhan! The first warrior of the Naiman tribe in my royal court! At the age of nineteen, he broke the wolf smoke and entered the tiger hunting. Now he is twenty years old!

Looking at his peers, he is an unmatched wolf leader! Lone wolf! Edelweiss on the high mountain, the sun in the sky, the pride of the Golden Royal Court!"

"The Yuanzheng Dynasty has begun, and all things are new. I wish the emperor Dashun a long life."

Harukhan bowed respectfully.

At first, those who doubted whether such a body could bend down, now all satisfied their curiosity.

The discussion in the hall never stopped.

Too shocking.

A well-deserved giant!

It was not dawn outside the Meridian Gate. Many people did not notice when they were queuing. Now it is difficult to ignore it.

Batu was not very good-looking, but he was definitely not short. He was tall and strong, about 1.9 meters tall. He could stand side by side with Harukhan, and he could even reach Harukhan's waist, and even his buttocks.

The difference was so big and there was no sense of disobedience.

It made people feel that he was not human at all, and they were afraid of facing a monster.

When everyone heard that he had started hunting tigers at the age of 19, they felt a little relieved in their horrified hearts.

"At the age of nineteen, he entered the tiger hunting field... I feel he is not as good as Lieutenant Liang Heng."

"He is one year behind, far behind."

"Yuan Yuwen is not as good as him, let alone Lieutenant Liang Qi."

"Don't underestimate him... I heard that the Naiman tribe only has one person who is one meter tall every two or three decades. They are all seeds of martial saints, the reincarnation of the Naiman king, brave and invincible, and strong enough to move mountains and rivers."

"Liang Heng is not bad either. His martial bones were silent twice, and the wolf smoke finally woke up. It can be seen from the tip of the iceberg that the leopard is completely awakened. The Sutra Repository has compiled it into the "Martial Bones Records" and opened a separate case."

"Maybe there will be a third time..."

One is eighteen, the other is nineteen, each of them is extraordinary and heroic, and the pillars of the country.

The envoys of small countries are drooling.

In their own country, let alone those under the age of twenty, even if the limit is relaxed to those under the age of twenty-five, it is enough to be recorded in the history books!

The court was noisy.

It was rare that the censor did not record it in his little notebook.

Not only Harukhan, Batula also brought out a dark and handsome man from the northern frontier: "Zhilugu Sunar! Twenty-four, the black panther in the Golden Royal Court!"

"Wulianhawa Baibuhua! Twenty-five, the mastiff of the royal court!"

"Hailtur Helun'e! Twenty-seven, the cheetah of the royal court!"

"Jingerha..."

Nine in total, ranging in age from twenty to thirty-six, with their realms increasing from the initial stage of tiger hunting to the perfection of tiger hunting, demonstrating the rich heritage of Beiting, the elite among the elite!

Many small countries are worried.

It sounds like they are the top batch in Beiting. Can Dashun really rely on the Tianyu Guards in the palace to deal with them?

Meng Qiang was unmoved. The nine people in front of him were almost the same as he had estimated before. He had secretly asked for the list and had long deduced that each person was good at martial arts based on their surnames and tribes, and made targeted arrangements.

Get straight to the point.

"I wonder how the Northern Envoy wants to sharpen his skills?"

"General Meng, don't be anxious." Batu raised his hand to stop him. He looked around the hall and shouted, "Batu came to the imperial capital in mid-January. Soon after, I heard that there was a young man in your country who went to hunt tigers at the age of eighteen and five. He was better than Harukhan. His blood column was as high as 120 feet. I saw it when I looked up, and it was as bright as the moon!

I wonder if the court meeting today can be held in the hall. Can I have the honor to meet the talents of Dashun?"

The Prime Minister said, "Your Majesty, it is impolite to come without returning the favor."

"Liang Qing's home!"

"I'm here!"

Everyone turned around.

"Come to the front of the hall."

"Yes!"

Liang Qu responded loudly, stepped out of the line in front of everyone, and stepped forward.

Many envoys from small countries, including the Beiting envoys, had heard of the court envoys for a long time, but today was the first time they saw him.

Look carefully.

Young!

Really young!

Compared to the terrifying Harukhan, Liang Qu, wearing a cloud-thunder robe and a white jade belt, undoubtedly has a good image and temperament. He is tall and handsome, straight as a spear, with eyes brighter than stars, just like a strong and enthusiastic horse.

It is worthy of being the Celestial Empire, and talented people emerge from generation to generation.

Look at Beiting again.

A freak of ten feet tall, fat as a ball, a bear in the deep mountains.

A barbarian.

"What do you think, Batu?"

"Outstanding and extraordinary, a talent sent by heaven!"

"I have seen a talent from Dashun, Master Batu, can you tell me how to hone him?"

Batu bowed: "When in Rome, do as the local customs do. In another month, Dashun will hold the martial arts examination. I have heard a little about the rules of the competition. Let's follow this. There is no lower limit for the competition, and the upper limit is no more than three years old! How about it?"

"Why three years? One year or so will be enough!" Meng Qiang answered immediately.

"Good!" Batu looked at the Tianyu Guards in the hall, "I wonder which nine warriors in the hall are the ones who will take on the talents of my Wang Ting?"

"Wang Chao, Chai Shen... Liang Qu, step out!"

On both sides of the hall, eight Tianyu Guards stepped out quickly and stood beside Liang Qu, corresponding with the nine people from Beiting one by one.

The air was filled with murderous intent.

Batu glanced around, and finally stopped at Liang Qu. He never expected that Dashun would let a newly promoted great martial artist take the stage.

Confident?

"Nine matches, which one will Grandmaster Batu start with?"

"Why nine matches?"

"Nine people don't kill nine matches?"

"Four matches are enough." Batu raised four fingers, "Harukhan will have one match, the remaining one will be two-on-two, and the other two will be three-on-three. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

As soon as these words came out.

Not only Meng Qiang, but the people of Beiting themselves were confused.

Why is it different from what was agreed?

Meng Qiang frowned.

However, there was no room for regret at this time, and it was useless to think too much, so he pretended to be generous.

"Of course."

"Good!" Batu praised, "Your Majesty, the method of fighting has been selected by my royal court. I wonder where the place of fighting is?"

...

Outside the Tianchen Palace, the sun was shining brightly.

All the officials standing in line moved to both sides, leaving the square empty.

The Yulin Army shuttled quickly, spread a layer of gauze on the ground, and then lifted buckets to sprinkle water on it to make it firmly adhere to the ground.

"Lord Batu, why do you want to change the formation temporarily?"

Sunar asked hurriedly.

Before coming, everyone was prepared for a one-on-one battle, with a big advantage, and they did not expect to win all the battles.

If Beiting was really so powerful, it would not be robbed of Liujinhai if it won four games in a row, but as long as it won four games and publicized it, it would be a shame and morale loss for the other side.

"The situation is not favorable to me." Batu looked back at the hall, his narrow eyes narrowed into a narrow gap, "Didn't you notice something wrong? Dashun was well prepared, all nine people were on the same side, and someone leaked the news."

Leaked the news?

Everyone looked at each other.

Only the ten of them knew about the whole thing, could it be...

The seeds of suspicion grew quietly, and there was a little vigilance in each other's eyes.

"Don't guess blindly!" Batu interrupted, "It may not be us, maybe there are Dashun spies in Beiting, even if it is really one of us, I also believe that it is not intentional, it must be an unintentional mistake! The most urgent thing is to win the duel for Wang Ting!"

"Yes!"

"The news leaked, the light and the dark reversed, and we are fighting alone. We are very likely to be targeted by Dashun, so I propose two to two, three to three. Even if there are targeted actions, you can exchange support and exchange enemies during the battle."

No wonder.

Everyone sighed.

The temporary change of formation cannot completely save the disadvantage, but at least it can slightly win back a game.

"Master Batu, Harukhan is alone..."

"With a one-year age difference, who can target Harukhan?"

Everyone looked at Liang Qu, who was removing his waist badge across the square, with their eyes flickering.

How can a steed fight against a bear?

How can it fight against a bear?