When Bao Xiaoguang and Liu Shaoqiang heard this voice, their faces were ugly. Bao Xiaoguang said coldly: "This is Lord Zuo Shenjiang. You are so bold in the forward camp. You dare to show off your authority in front of Lord Zuo Shenjiang!"
A figure descended from the sky. It was a fierce general, two meters tall, wearing black armor, with a steel beard like a needle, a square face and narrow eyes, and a Tang sword hanging from his waist.
This man's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Wu Bei: "General Zuo Shen?"
Wu Bei showed his epaulette: "I am the newly appointed Zuo Shen General, who are you?"
Seeing the epaulettes, the man hurriedly bowed down: "Second Division, forward battalion guerrilla general, Jueming Gujie Zuo Shen General!"
Wu Bei had heard from Bao Xiaoguang before that the forward battalion of the Second Division was the most capable of fighting. There was a deep conflict between the First Division and the Second Division, and the two sides often clashed.
He nodded: "Don't make any announcement about my coming. I want to walk around. Jueming Gu, you will lead the way."
Xia Minggu said quickly: "Yes!"
If you want to understand the Qinglong Army, the best way is to go see it privately. If he goes there as Zuo Shenjiang, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see the real situation.
Wu Bei asked Xue Minggu to prepare a set of military uniforms for ordinary soldiers, and then followed Xue Minggu to the camp where the Second Division was located.
The four divisions are stationed in different areas, roughly located in the four directions of Qinglong Island. The second division has about 9,000 people and eight regiments under its jurisdiction.
Arriving at the Second Division camp, Wu Bei saw numerous fires burning in the camp, and soldiers sitting in groups on the ground eating grilled fish, drinking strong wine, and telling jokes.
Wu Bei frowned. At this time, the soldiers were not training or practicing, but they were all eating, drinking, talking and laughing!
Xia Minggu looked embarrassed and said: "Sir, actually they are not like this at ordinary times. It is a holiday today, so the soldiers are a little relaxed."
Wu Bei said nothing. He quickly came to a fire and said with a smile: "Brothers, can I sit down?"
There were eight people sitting next to the fire. They glanced at Wu Bei and didn't recognize him. They had lived on the island for many years and usually didn't look up or down, so they all had some impressions.
"Are you new here?" someone asked.
Wu Bei nodded: "I just came here to report, and we will be brothers from now on."
The man sneered: "Who is your brother? Are you worthy of being our brother?"
Xia Minggu stood far away, not daring to come over without Wu Bei's signal, and secretly sweated for them.
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Oh, the newcomer is not worthy?"
The man said: "We go through life and death every day. To be our brothers, you have to live and die with us. The most important thing is that you must have enough strength. If you are a loser, then get out of here."
Wu Beidao: "I think my strength is pretty good, at least some of the people here can't beat me."
These people all laughed, and the person who spoke stood up: "Newcomer, you are very confident. Well, I will let you see what kung fu is that has been practiced in life and death!"
He made a mistake and appeared strangely on Wu Bei's left side, punching him in the ribs. If his punch had hit an ordinary person, it would have caused him to vomit.
Wu Bei didn't even look, he reached out and grabbed his fist, flicked it, and the man flew up to a height of more than ten meters, and then landed lightly on the ground.
He said calmly: "Your movements are too slow, your strength is too weak, and your strength is wrong."
After the man landed, he only felt a stinging pain in his wrist. It was for Wu Bei to catch. He knew that he had met a powerful person, so he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I just don't know the master. I didn't expect you to be so strong."
Outstanding!"
Soldiers are so direct. If you are strong, I will obey you. If you are weak, I will look down on you. Once Wu Bei showed his strong strength, he immediately surrendered and expressed his admiration.
Wu Bei smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Now, can I sit down?"
Several people said one after another: "Brother, please sit down."
Wu Bei sat down and took out some fresh fruits and a few jars of fine wine from the storage ring to share with everyone. The wine was naturally good, and the aroma was overflowing. Everyone was drooling. The eyes of Jue Minggu in the distance were shining, and they wanted to come and taste it.
taste.
Wu Bei ate and drank with this group of people, and soon became familiar with them. These people were from the Sixth Regiment of the Second Division. The men of the Sixth Regiment were very good at fighting. They often rushed to the first battle line and fought with the evil spirits.
From their conversation, Wu Bei also learned some news. For example, the relationship between the four divisions was not very good and they often clashed. Now they are fighting on their own. If the evil spirit appears on whose territory, whichever division will send troops,
There is no cooperation at all. This situation has been going on for several years.
Even within the Second Division, the regiments were not united. The military attache in charge of the regiment was called a general, and the several generals were very unhappy with each other. They often led the troops into group fights and fights.
What makes the officers even more troubled is that each regiment has some thorns. These people come from powerful forces in the immortal world and are powerful. Therefore, they are not convinced by the generals and often fight with them. Not only that, they also pull
They form a gang and have a group of followers around them. Sometimes, these tough leaders can speak more effectively than the generals.
Of course, none of the above is a problem. The most frightening thing is that some people in the army have been controlled by evil spirits. The evil spirits are invisible and hard to find. Just a few days ago, several soldiers controlled by evil spirits suddenly took action and killed several people in one night.
Ten warriors. After killing everyone, the demons also escaped.
The leader of the second division is called the General Soldier, and his name is Yang Tianhua. He has a profound cultivation level. He was once one of the four generals under Jin Xuanbai's tent, and his cultivation level has reached the Immortal Lord Realm.
Wu Bei deliberately mentioned the military advisor and Jin Xuanbai and said, "Why haven't I seen the military advisor and the divine general?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene became quiet. After a while, someone whispered: "This is a taboo in the military. Please don't mention it again in the future."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "We are just curious as to why General Jin Shen is not here."
One person put his arm around Wu Bei's shoulders and whispered in his ear: "I'm going to tell my brother. Brother, don't tell anyone else."
Wu Bei nodded: "I know."
This person said: "The God General offended the saint in the capital and was imprisoned in the capital."
Wu Beiqi said: "Have you offended the saint? There is no subordinate relationship between the saint and the divine general, right?"
The man said: "Although they are not subordinate to each other, the energy of the saint is so huge. When the saint is angry, it is difficult for the gods to resist his power."
Wu Bei: "Where is the military advisor? I heard that the military advisor and Jin Xuanbai are not on good terms?"
"Haha, brother, you know a lot, did your division commander tell you? Yes, the military advisor is the person next to the saint. The saint's anger also stems from the discord between the divine general and the military advisor. Forget it, let's not talk about it.
This is about drinking."
While eating and drinking, I suddenly heard someone behind me say: "You bastards, why don't you call me if you have such good wine?"
Everyone was shocked and stood up one after another: "Sir General!"
Wu Bei was still sitting, and he looked at the person who came. He was a short tall military officer wearing a green scale armor, with a white face and a smile.
When he saw Wu Bei, the smile on his face suddenly faded, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Jue Minggu, who was in the distance, quickly ran over, cupped his fists and said, "General, this is the new Lord Zuo Shenjiang!"
The general was shocked and hurriedly bowed down: "Li Yunjie, general of the Sixth Regiment of the Second Division, please see General Zuo Shen!"
The people who had been drinking and bragging with Wu Bei before were all dumbfounded. He was actually the Zuo Shen General? Someone bigger than the chief military officer?
This chapter has been completed!