Chapter 292 Are you even a man anymore? Can't you accept defeat?
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Zhang Dayong was holding back a lot of anger!
He followed Liu Tan to the battlefield and narrowly escaped death several times, which is how he accumulated military merits and obtained the rank of a seventh-grade brigade commander!
But what about Li Shiyue?
He only stood in the circle and exchanged a few blows with a few Turkic princes, without even ever going to the battlefield, and yet he got the rank of a sixth-grade captain?
How could Zhang Dayong accept this?
Zhang Dayong himself said, "If I were to compete, I could win even more beautifully than this little girl!"
So, at the banquet tonight, when Zhang Dayong and the other low-ranking military officers saw Li Shiyue sitting below Ma San, they finally had a place to vent their pent-up anger.
Naturally, they were going to pick a fight with Li Shiyue!
Thus, they instigated the most hot-tempered troublemaker, the soldier who had been kicked to the ground by Li Shiyue and slapped more than a dozen times, to provoke Li Shiyue in front of the Prince of Zhenbei and everyone else.
Although Li Shiyue, this seemingly frail young woman, was indeed quite capable, after all, everyone in the main hall saw that Li Shiyue moved extremely fast, managing to kick the soldier to the ground before he could react.
At the same time, they had to admit that Li Shiyue was indeed very strong; they had all seen that Li Shiyue was able to lift the soldier up with one hand.
Judging from Li Shiyue's appearance, this required absolutely no effort.
but!
In Zhang Dayong's opinion, Li Shiyue was at most stronger and faster than them. Based on his battlefield experience, he was confident that he could definitely beat Li Shiyue!
So, Zhang Dayong spoke up to Li Shiyue!
If it's war, then let's fight!
Li Shiyue couldn't have asked for this more than she could!
She wanted to demonstrate her martial prowess and let the Prince of Zhenbei know that the official position he had given her was worthwhile!
She needed to show the Prince of Zhenbei, Liu Tan, and the other military officers her abilities!
She needs to obtain the ticket that will allow the Prince of Zhenbei to let her go to the battlefield in the future!
This sixth-rank military officer title is far from enough; what are the benefits of those stipends, rice stipends, and official lands compared to that?
The real benefit is being able to go to the battlefield!
What business in the world makes money the fastest?
Naturally, a war with a legitimate cause is the only way to make money without any initial investment!
And it is absolutely just!
Li Shiyue predicted that there would definitely be more wars between Dalong, or rather Andong, and the northern barbarians such as the Turks, Mohe, and Khitan!
If she wants to protect herself and the people of Liujiatun, then she must go to the army!
You can't just wait for someone else to save you!
If Li Shiyue could join the army, it would be beneficial for both herself and the entire Liujiatun village!
The truth is that Liujiatun is right behind the grasslands, and Liujiatun would be the first stop for all the northern barbarians who invaded Andong!
In addition to having a three-year plan for Liujiatun, she also has a three-year plan for herself.
The first step in her three-year plan was to gain the trust of the Prince of Zhenbei!
At this moment, the military officer named Zhang Dayong, who was facing Li Shiyue, was the first stepping stone on Li Shiyue's path forward!
The main hall where the banquet was held was not small. After servants and maids came forward to clear a space for her, Li Shiyue took the lead and stood in the center. She cupped her hands to Zhang Dayong and said, "General Zhang, I know my own strength."
On the day of the trade, I showed no mercy;
But we are both under the Prince's command, so I will be more restrained tonight. If the General feels something is amiss, please loudly call for a halt!
Zhang Dayong wasn't being arrogant; he genuinely couldn't do what Li Shiyue did—lift a taller, stronger man with one hand.
Therefore, he simply bowed and nodded to Li Shiyue, indicating that he understood.
Ma San acted as referee, standing between Li Shiyue and Zhang Dayong. "The one who is losing can call a stop!"
As Ma San chopped down with one hand, he shouted, "Begin!"
Li Shiyue stood still, waiting for Zhang Dayong to make his move.
This time, she wasn't going to rush; she wanted to show the Prince of Zhenbei and everyone else how adept she was!
The previous time at the trade market, I used my internal energy to quickly end the battle with the eight Turkic men.
This time, it's a one-on-one match, so there's no rush and no need to use internal energy.
Moreover, ending the battle too quickly would be so boring; how would that highlight her abilities?
Standing opposite Zhang Dayong, from his perspective, Li Shiyue was just standing there, and every part of her was a weakness.
But Zhang Dayong thought to himself, since Li Shiyue dared to stand there like that, he must have some tricks up his sleeve.
Therefore, Zhang Dayong cautiously approached Li Shiyue little by little and tentatively threw a punch.
With a "bang," Zhang Dayong was kicked in the arm by Li Shiyue with a high kick. The force of the kick was so great that Zhang Dayong flew sideways and crashed to the ground.
The entire audience was surprised, but Yan Jiuniang was the first to shout "Good!"
Ma San walked over, squatted down, and looked at Zhang Dayong, who was lying on the ground in pain. He touched the arm that had punched Zhang Dayong, the same arm that Li Shiyue had kicked.
Ma San himself was a military officer, and his close-combat skills were quite good. People with good skills are also knowledgeable about various injuries.
Therefore, just by touching it, Ma San knew that Zhang Dayong's forearm was broken!
He leaned over and said to Zhang Dayong, who was grimacing in pain, "Give up! You can't beat her with just one arm."
Zhang Dayong was carried out by his servants. There were naturally physicians in the Prince's mansion. Even if he lost, he was still an official, and there would naturally be military doctors to treat Zhang Dayong's broken arm.
"Li Shiyue wins!"
"You're too kind!"
Li Shiyue's smug, cupped-hands-and-greeting manner, saying "I'm honored," was truly endearing.
"This is not fair!"
Li Shiyue straightened up and raised an eyebrow at the man who was shouting "unfair." Before Li Shiyue could reply, Ma San looked at the man with an impatient expression and asked, "What? How is it unfair?"
They're naturally strong, is that wrong?
It's just that my arm is broken, but I'm still alive!
"Are you even a man? Can't you accept defeat?"
The man forced himself to bow to Ma San and said, "She is naturally strong. How can I possibly win a fight with her?"
I refuse to accept this!
If we're going to compare, let's compare weapons!
Ma San thought this person was cunning. It was obvious that Li Shiyue had just said that she had never been on the battlefield and had always been a commoner. How could she know any weapons?
In the army, training in weapons is mandatory, and most weapons are long swords. What this person said was certainly cunning.
This person was thinking of using their strengths to attack Li Shiyue's weaknesses.
"You..."
"good!"
Li Shiyue quickly agreed to Ma San's words.
"Then please, this gentleman..."
"My name is Niu Tiezhu!"
"Then please tell us, General Niu, how should we conduct this weapon-based combat?"
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