How can a woman do what?

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Duan Yi's ears were so calloused from childhood to adulthood. But so what? She just likes to see those people kneeling down without consent.

Zhao Changan's old face turned red.

He was about to speak, but he heard Duan Yi say, "Although I, Duan Yi, is a woman, is not a petty person. What you said before, the two armies fight again and decide the outcome again, but I can't agree."

When the Xiangyang army heard this, there was an uproar. The brave one shouted, "Are you afraid of losing?"

Duan Yi listened and chuckled. She knocked the newly purchased oil-paper umbrella in her palm, and looked up.

"The loser said to the winner, are you afraid of losing? If our Shandong East Road has a storytelling competition, I'm afraid you will take away the leader. It's really funny."

Duan Yi said, the color was correct.

She put her hands behind her back and straightened her back. Although she was still wearing a silk shirt and a ring-paired pen, the Xiangyang soldiers present were shocked and felt the murderous aura that was only available after being tempered by the army.

The little girl in front of her is not a beautiful girl, but a female general who can kill people.

Yesterday, the battle between the central army like Zhao Changan did not squeeze into the Xiangyang city tower at all, let alone seeing Duan Yi kill Tian Chuying.

I just heard it so well, but I have never seen it with my own eyes, so I am naturally dissatisfied.

"I, Duan Yi, have never been afraid of losing. There is no ever-winning general in this world who will not lose."

"But, no responsible general will let the soldiers under her command make unnecessary sacrifices. What are you bulls who go crazy when they see the red cloth, or are you cockfighting people who are entangled in the garden?"

"It is not to defend the country or to conquer the world. Soldiers should die in the battlefield, rather than die in the martial arts field."

The scene was silent, and Zhao Changan listened, his expression became more and more complicated.

Duan Yi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "But you are right. Since we are military generals, we will follow the rules of military generals. If you don't accept it, then I will hit you to the point where you are? Fists are the hard truth."

"Zhao Chang'an, can you dare to face the challenge?"

Duan Yi said, and glanced at the Xiangyang Army commander beside Zhao Changan, "If the others are not convinced, they will come to fight, but they should be faster, otherwise my sugar-oiled poop will be cold."

Before Zhao Changan could come out, a gray-haired veteran rushed out first.

"I am Sun Ying, please give me advice from Mr. Duan San!"

Duan Yi nodded and raised the umbrella in her hand, "If I win, the old general will call my lord and be loyal to me. If I lose, the gate of the camp will be open, and the old general will take his subordinates out of Xiangyang City."

Sun Ying was stunned and pondered for a moment, "Are you serious?"

"Well, the little lady can't be chased by her. She doesn't have the ability to turn against her real man."

Sun Ying turned dark and stopped talking. He held the crescent shovel in his hand and attacked Duan Yi.

Duan Yi was not panicked. She didn't even take the spear, but just used the oil-paper umbrella in her hand as a weapon and headed towards Sun's camp.

"I love to eat sugar oil cakes too!"

Duan Yi listened to the familiar shouting, glanced at the scene of the light and saw Su Yun and Wei Meng and others entering the camp at some point, standing in a row, watching the excitement.

The doctor Qi brought a stool and chairs, and Tong Cheng Qiong sat on the squad platform, drinking tea and eating the food Duan Yi brought, like an old Fengjun sitting in a theater listening to the opera.

Seeing Duan Yi see it, Cheng Qiong waved, "Lord! Go!"

Duan Yi was confused. What kind of evil did she commit in her previous life? To have such a subordinate?

"Where are the lords fighting? You are sitting and shouting! It's unreasonable!" Duan Yi said, using the oil paper fan as a mace. She flashed and instantly arrived behind Sun Ying. She raised the oil paper fan to his back, and then slammed it.

Sun Ying felt a numbness on his back and stood still.

He took the crescent shovel and bowed to Duan Yi, "I lost."

With just one move, and it was the exact same move that Zhao Changan had against Li Yuan before, he lost.

Sun Ying ordered his men to collect the weapons and took a step back.

Zhao Changan pursed his lips, and glanced at him, but found that everyone except him had taken a big step back. He turned his head and saw that whether it was the deputy general or the soldiers under him, they all put away their weapons and looked at him with sympathy.

Ten thousand crows flew past Zhao Changan’s heart!

No! You all couldn't sleep last night, so I told you my heart. We shared the same hatred of the enemy and vowed to show the backbone of the Xiangyang army and never let a woman ride on her head and act like a mighty person!

What does this mean now?

Duan Yi looked at Zhao Changan teasingly, "It seems you are really dissatisfied!"

As she said, her figure flashed and she took the lead in attacking Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan had never seen such a fast body movement. He waved his long sword and tried hard to see Duan Yi's moves clearly, but in a short while he was stretched out. The head of the oil-paper umbrella poked at all parts of his body.

A cold sweat broke out on Zhao Changan's forehead. He fought and retreated until he had no choice but to hit the deputy general, and then shouted, "I lost."

Duan Yi pointed at the umbrella, "But there are still people who are not convinced? If you don't agree, you can come up and beat them."

There was a silence in the Xiangyang army.

"That's it? Haha, Duan San, come quickly, this sugar-oiled cake is still hot! Mr. Qi is not afraid of sticking his teeth at a young age, so he insists on rushing to eat it. I snatched it to you and keep it for you!"

"It's not me! You can't understand what you are? Who is Duan San? One can beat you a hundred!"

Duan Yi listened to Su Yun's wow sound, cleared her throat, took the sugar-oiled cake he handed out, held up the oil-paper umbrella, stretched, "I'll go back to sleep for a while."

As she said, she patted the gray on her skirt, walked out with a swagger, turned over and returned straight to the mansion.

After entering the room, the inspiration was still asleep. The amulet was already called to Zhilu to put it away.

She had just sat down and before she could eat a bite of sugar-oiled cake, Doctor Qi limped in.

"You can still eat it. The Zhao Chang'an and Sun Ying were just stones that threw stones and asked for directions. Don't be so shameless that they thought they were making trouble all morning, and they knelt down after two moves."

Duan Yi pointed to her face, "I'm obviously a little face, sir, you're just like a basin. And this time, the teacher was shocked. One of them was throwing stones and asking for directions, but the other one was not?"
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