The next morning, outside the city of Baisang County, the horn sounded melodiously.
More than 20,000 black-armored sergeants lined up outside the city, with swords and guns standing in a row and flags fluttering.
There was no need for any messengers at all. The loud voice of guarding Wei Guanglin rang in everyone's ears: "Dachang will be victorious! All armies, follow me to the battle!"
"Victory! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Countless soldiers raised their weapons and roared loudly!
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Even the player team was infected by this atmosphere. Many players also raised their weapons high and roared loudly.
Xiao Zhi also raised the frost knife in his hand. At this moment, he was among the army. Affected by the atmosphere, he felt excited!
Why don't men take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan?
In fact, many men have a battlefield dream in their hearts. They dream of being able to gallop on the battlefield and kill the enemy. Wouldn't it be fun?
This battlefield dream is almost impossible to realize in the real world.
This scene often appears in games, movies, and TV series. However, no matter how realistic the movie is, it is still a movie. How can it be as immersive as it is now?
Xiao Zhi had never thought before that in this world of beings where great power was gathered together and the spirit of the immortal was strong, he would be able to experience the life of an iron horse.
"Let's go!" Guard Wei Guanglin roared, pointing his spear forward, and the tip of the spear lit up with a ball of golden light, like the shining sun!
Wei Guanglin, as a martial arts cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, did not ride on a flying mount, but on a huge tiger with golden flames all over its body.
This is a big demon called the Golden Flame Fierce Tiger. Its strength is comparable to that of a high-level foundation-building monk. It is extremely powerful, but when Wei Guanglin, a martial arts cultivator in the Golden Core realm, sits down, he is as docile as a kitten.
The army set off, and on the wall of Baisang County, which was a little higher than the ordinary county town, an armored general shouted: "I wish the garrison a triumphant return as soon as possible!"
"I wish the garrison a triumphant return soon!" the sergeants standing on the city wall shouted together.
There are no ordinary people in the army, and the weakest ones have the strength of acquired warriors.
Below the Dao realm, we all walk on foot.
Only monks in the foundation-building stage are qualified to ride mounts.
Both Xiao Zhi and Yang Xu were riding dragon colts, and they were also wearing armor, which was weapon-level general armor.
In addition to Xiao Zhi and Yang Xu, among the 20,000 troops, there were also two foundation-building martial arts cultivators riding dragon colts and wearing general armor.
In addition to martial arts cultivators, there are also two spiritual cultivators in the foundation-building period accompanying the army.
Both spiritual cultivators were not wearing armor and followed behind the army.
A spiritual cultivator with his hair in a bun, wearing a light blue robe with fluttering skirts, was riding a deer.
A spiritual cultivator was covered in black robes, riding a giant black wolf. This giant black wolf had a pair of red eyes. Behind the giant black wolf, there were dozens of huge monster beasts. These
All monsters, without exception, have a pair of blood-colored eyes.
Not only those walking on the ground, but also flying in the sky.
Several demonic birds were flying high in the sky, and their eyes were also blood-colored.
These should all be corpse puppets.
While marching, Xiao Zhi couldn't help but take a few more glances at the black-robed spiritual cultivator.
This black-robed spiritual cultivator looks like a corpse puppet at first glance. Could he be a member of the Evil Corpse House Sect?
When a martial artist riding a dragon colt and wearing a general's armor rode past Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi grabbed him.
The person who was pulled by Xiao Zhi was a middle-aged man with an angry face. When he saw that it was Xiao Zhi who was holding him, his expression couldn't help but soften.
Xiao Zhi said with a smile: "Ambassador Liu Zhen, do you know these two spiritual cultivators?"
The man who was pulled away by Xiao Zhi was a guard envoy under Wei Guanglin, the town guard of Baisang County. Xiao Zhi had a chance encounter with him.
Guard Liu turned his head and glanced back, and said: "I have only heard a little bit about it. The one riding the deer is Taoist Zhong Qing from the Qilian Mountains, and the one playing with the corpse puppet is Taoist Juimu from the Corpse Heng Sect."
"The Corpse Heng Sect..." Xiao Zhi muttered. The Corpse Heng Sect is not the Corpse House Sect, but he has also heard of this name.
He now knew nothing about the sectarian forces in Dachang Kingdom. He frowned slightly and said, "Isn't the Corpse Heng Sect classified as an evil sect by the government? How come someone has come here?"
Hearing this, Governor Liu smiled lightly and said: "The Corpse Heng Sect is indeed an evil sect, but when a war breaks out between our Dachang Kingdom and Xuanming Kingdom, these evil sects cannot stay out of it. They will either join the war or be wiped out."
"That's it." Xiao Zhi showed a surprised expression.
After marching sixty miles, the 20,000-strong army led by guard Wei Guanglin arrived at the frontline military camp and then garrisoned in the military camp.
When the army marches to the front line, it does not mean that they will go into battle immediately. They also need to rest and eat to restore the physical strength consumed during the march.
More than ten miles away from the military camp, the two armies were fighting. Even from a distance of more than ten miles, you could see the smoke rising into the sky, and you could faintly hear the shouts of killing.
"Damn, there are so many rules here. We actually have to rest for a day before we can go to the battlefield tomorrow. We just rush over and it's over. We monks, why should we be afraid of a battle!" In the frontline military camp, Duan Yi threw his helmet on the ground.
He stood aside and cursed in a low voice.
He did not dare to speak too loudly for fear that the military judge in the military camp would hear him.
"There are indeed a lot of rules. I thought that after we came here, we would go directly to the battlefield, but in the end, we had to wait for a whole day." Li Pingfeng also took off the helmet on his face and said with a helpless expression.
"This is a fairy world. Why does it feel like the fairy style has suddenly disappeared and turned into the Warring States style?" Another player also said.
Yang Bin, a short-haired young man sitting next to him, glanced at them and said: "Do you have any misunderstandings about the army? Let me tell you this, the army is actually the most disciplined place. Without rules, there will be no place. Such an army
When we go to the battlefield, it is nothing but scattered sand. No matter how many people there are, it is useless. Today I came here with the army. To be honest, what I saw and heard along the way made me take a high look at the military in this world."
Another short-haired young man among the players also said: "Yang Bin is right. The army is actually the place that pays the most attention to discipline and rules. The rules here are actually nothing. In our army in the real world, military discipline is only worse than
This is more severe."
Li Pingfeng glanced at Yang Bin and the player and said, "Are you from the army?"
Yang Bin shook his head and said: "It used to be, but not now. I quit the army a few months ago and now I work as a miscellaneous person in the sentient beings group."
Li Pingfeng smiled and said: "I heard that the All Beings Group is going to expand and will become one of the most important departments in the Xia Kingdom's government. The name will also be changed, and it will be changed to All Beings Army. I don't know if it's true.
