"Young Master!"

"The corpse monster outside the city has basically been suppressed and sealed, but all those who died from our Fortress in Mist City... have been retrieved."

Qin fled the river, Qin Tianqiong went to the top of the city to report to Qin Feng about the progress of the aftermath work outside, his voice was hoarse and his expression was very depressed.

The Black Feather Training Camp lost twelve brothers and forty-one guards.

These people... were all brought out by them personally.

Step by step to today.

They could have had a bright future.

Once... Qin Feng sighed deeply.

He had not closed his eyes for a day and a night. He stood at the top of the city, watching the people below him busy like walking corpses, and his mood was extremely heavy.

More than a hundred brothers died in battle... The problem cannot be solved by just one Qin Xuanlong and the other Situ Hong.

He needs to find a way to regain the energy of the Black Feather Training Camp and help everyone cheer up.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the next situation.

Situ Hong is dead.

More than a dozen people under Situ Hong's command were killed.

He didn't know how Kyoto would react! How would the Ye family, the Situ family, and the Qin family play games.

But no matter what, Black Feather Training Camp must be restored.

"Flip the river, the sky."

Qin Feng turned around and stared at the two of them and said, "The dead are gone, and the living are worth our efforts..." "It is useless to just immerse yourself in grief! Now our Wucheng Fortress has become a thorn in the eyes of the Ye family and the Situ family, and a thorn in the flesh. If you don't hurry up and become stronger, we will definitely face more severe challenges and threats in the future, and the more people will die...."

"Young Master Feng, I just don't understand why the reinforcements from the five major families are nearby, but they refuse to take action in time. They must wait for heavy losses..." Qin Tianqiong's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he gritted his teeth.

Qin Feng glanced at him lightly and said, "You have also been fighting in the wilderness. You should know that the competition between the five major families has been a long time, intrigue and plotting against each other... This time they were planning to me, and the brothers were affected by me and were affected..." Qin Juzheng, Qin Sifang and others were nearby. When they heard Qin Feng's unconcealed words, they all showed a look of worry.

Qin Tianqiong's eyes were wide open.

Qin Feng continued: "If you continue to maintain this state, I can only recommend it to the family and ask you to leave the Heiyu Training Camp early, enter the Presbyterian Church, or become a family deacon... I will also step down as the deputy battalion commander of the Qin Family Heiyu Training Camp and concentrate on being my deputy hall master of the Dan Hall," After saying that, Qin Feng turned around and walked down the city, and went step by step towards the Dan Hall.

The back is lonely and deep.

Qin Fanjiang stared at the back of the thin boy and couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: "Young Feng is only fifteen years old."

"...Are we brothers who are greater than him, but we still put all the pressure on him alone? Isn't it too much?"

Qin Fanjiang turned around and left.

Qin Tianqiong's body trembled slightly.

Qin Fen walked over from the other end and patted Qin Tianqiong on the shoulder and said, "That time in the Wasteland training, Feng Shao sacrificed his life to fight with me and never abandoned him; in order to save you, the same is true, we faced the Third Prince and Situ Xuanjiu, and we would not give in a step... Xiuwu's death was a big blow to Feng Shao! Now, as the battalion commander of the Black Feather Training Camp, he lost more than fifty brothers in one breath... More than eighty Qin family warriors, he would have worked hard alone."

After speaking earnestly, Qin Fen passed by and walked away elsewhere.

Qin Fen's body was covered with mud and dirty.

On that day and night, he was busy taking care of the Fortress of Wucheng, from spiritual land to the city head to repair, from suppressing and sealing corpse demons, to the fortress defense, and doing it himself.

Although Qin Fen is the weakest and least talented among the three captains, he is the one with the most down-to-earth work, Qin Fen and the most tenacious will in the entire Black Feather Training Camp.

When Qin Fen was training in the wasteland, he was involved in the process of dragging him down from the beginning.

After leaving the wasteland, Qin Fen was idle for no moment.

The Wucheng Fortress is now in order, and it cannot be separated from Qin Fen's management.

As he looked, a shame gradually appeared in Qin Tianqiong's eyes.

The eyes became firm! The next moment, Qin Tianqiong gritted his teeth and grabbed the huge black iron bow under his feet, and roared at some dejected Black Feather Training Camp members at the top of the city: "The corpse demon is not dead, the Abyss Canyon has not appeared. One day, we still have a chance to avenge our brothers! You one by one, either continue to sit here like a woman and wipe your tears! Or you will practice and become stronger like a man! Wait for the next fight and destroy those bastards!"

"Black Feather Training Camp, don't waste!"

Qin Tianqiong's trick was learned from the leaders of the desolate groups on the northwest wasteland.

Provoking generals! Insulting! Revenge! These words are the most likely to force out the martial arts! In a short while, the people from the Black Feather Training Camp moved one after another.

"Walk!"

"Cultivate!"

"I want to become stronger! Be stronger!"

"Brother's revenge must be avenged!"

“Who will stay here?

Walk!!"

With the gradually boiling passion and fighting spirit, all the members of the Black Feather Training Camp walked down the city wall.

This is Qin Tianqiong's advantage.

He has amazing attainments in bows and arrows, and he is from the Northwest Wasteland Corps.

He is the one who knows the most about inciting people's hearts among the three captains.

Qin Juzheng and Qin Sifang and other groups of master warriors stood at the top of the city and watched all this silently.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Juzheng couldn't help but sigh: "This is the Black Feather Training Camp."

"Although they are young, they have already developed their own spiritual will. With this alone, they have surpassed all the land reclamation groups."

"yes."

Qin Sifang looked relieved and said, "After the establishment of ordinary land reclamation groups, they have basically become war machines for harvesting merits. I originally thought that the Black Feather Training Camp could have the scale and strength of the land reclamation group, which was an amazing achievement. Unexpectedly, the Black Feather Training Camp could transform and stand at a higher position."

"Obviously."

Qin Juzheng's eyes were deep: "Qin Feng was unwilling to just cultivate the combat power of a deforestation group for his family! Qin Fanjiang is already qualified to form a deforestation group and is himself the candidate for the leader of the deforestation group."

"Now, Qin Tianqiong has also begun to transform. He just waited for his cultivation to rise. In time, he could become the reserve candidate for the leader of the desolate group."

"Qin Fen is average in talent, but has outstanding will. Although he cannot become an excellent leader of a land reclamation group, diligence can make up for his shortcomings! He may not be able to form a land reclamation group with strong cohesion."

"Um."

Qin Sifang agreed deeply.

As a leader of a land reclamation group, he naturally knows more about the qualities and abilities that the leader of a land reclamation group needs.

Qin Fanjiang's outstanding combat power; Qin Tianqiong's talent and qualifications; Qin Fen's seriousness and pragmatism; are all ladders.

Below them, there are already a group of people who are slowly emerging and standing out.
Chapter completed!