The soldiers from the Tianji Battalion also entered the field. Those people obviously felt that they were far behind the soldiers from the Pingliang military camp, so they gradually struggled to cope.

After a while, Tianji Battalion and Shen Li's side had mixed results, and they took a break in the middle. Just as they asked if there was anyone else participating, a group of older people in gray armor came over.

"And us!"

Seeing this, the Ping Liang soldiers were all surprised.

"Why did they come here, did the prince let them participate?"

"Yeah, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, what do you ask them to do?"

...

There was indeed a strange expression on Min Ce's face, and then he looked at Wu Erdan behind him, "Is this where they should come? Let's deal with it soon."

Wu Erdan nodded silently, then quickly walked in front of them, drew out his long knife, and blocked them.

"Why don't you let us participate? We are also soldiers in the battalion!"

"That's right! All the soldiers in our army have lost like this, isn't it embarrassing?"

...

Almost everyone had dissatisfaction and resentment on their faces, and Shen Li could see all of this.

He strode over.

Seeing this, Min Ce hurriedly followed.

"Put down the knife." Shen Li looked at Wu Erdan coldly and ordered.

The knife in Wu Erdan's hand didn't move for a while, and he still maintained the previous movement.

When the soldiers saw Shen Li, their angry expressions gradually calmed down.

"My lord, your people seem to be dissatisfied with my decision."

Seeing this, Min Ce immediately scolded: "Wu Erdan, let it go!"

Hearing Min Ce's order, Wu Erdan put down the knife, but cast Shen Li coldly with his dark eyes, and then retreated behind Min Ce.

"Since you want to participate, show your true abilities and let His Highness Li Wang take a good look." Min Ce reminded.

Several soldiers passed in front of him without saying a word, and ignored him.

"My lord, how are these soldiers... different from those just now?" Shen Li asked tentatively.

Min Ce shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, these are all veterans who came in before, and they didn't obey discipline, so I let them go."

As he got closer, Jin Zhao could see the man's face clearly. His lips were bloodless, his eyes were slack, and his whole person gave off a haggard and powerless feeling, but he still stood there tall and straight, like a sculpture.

The eyes of the two met inadvertently, Jin Zhao looked straight at the man, but the man looked away without any trace, as if he didn't notice him.

For some reason, Jin Zhao felt strange in his heart, thinking that no matter what he said last night, he could be regarded as saving him.

Veterans are veterans after all, unlike those weak ones just now, after a few rounds, most of Tianji Battalion's people were repelled.

Wei Ming smiled meaningfully, "It's ridiculous to say that this group of veterans who are not valued are more valuable than those trash just now."

Jin Zhao nodded, becoming more and more curious about the identities of these veterans, "But... our brothers can't stand it anymore."

"Isn't there still you?" Wei Ming gave him a sideways look.

That's true, but he actually... didn't shine much in the ring.

The veterans gradually emerged, and Min Ce's face became increasingly ugly.

When they defeated the last Tianji Battalion soldier, Jin Zhao resigned himself to the ring.

He was beaten half to death in the ring that year, and he still remembers that feeling. Although his sword skills are not bad, his boxing skills... are just average.

Because... After all, he came from modern times, and he is not proficient in the internal force learned by the people on his side. Only when holding that sword, the body will instinctively breed powerful internal force, and he himself...But not how to use it.

He simply had a weapon in his hand this time, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and use it.

Jin Zhao didn't look very old, and he looked quite handsome, so those veterans didn't take him seriously at all.