As if aware of it, Qianhu frowned and suddenly changed direction.
"Go this way!"
He took Wei Zong and took a long way back to the military camp, just missing the group of people who were coming.
Not long after Qianhu and Wei Zong left, the curtain of the camp was opened again, and a burly young man walked in.
"Dad! Do you have a man named Wei Zong here?"
Xia Xiong didn't even raise his eyelids, "Yes, he just left. Why are you looking for him?"
"Hehe, it's not a big deal. I just heard that Wei Zong is brave and good at fighting and has great strength, and I want to draw him under my command."
Xia Jingwu was smart. He did not directly say that he wanted to avenge his sworn brother, but found a reason to transfer Wei Zong under his command. In this way, it was not up to him to decide how to deal with it.
However, Natsuo waved his hand impatiently.
"He has already joined Feng Xiu's command. You are late, go back!"
"Feng Xiu?" Xia Jingwu's eyes flashed, still a little unwilling: "Father, but..."
"go back!"
Natsuo's voice became slightly stern.
Hearing this, Xia Jingwu could only sigh.
"My child obeys!"
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Wei Zong followed Qianhu back to the place where his team was stationed.
This is a military camp.
Many soldiers were practicing, and the sound of shouting and shouting could not be heard without stopping, and their energy and blood were soaring to the sky.
At this time, Qianhu arrived with Wei Zong, and naturally many people noticed it. When they saw Wei Zong, there was a trace of fear in their eyes.
That's right, it's pure fear, not hatred.
After all, the strength Wei Zong showed before was too powerful, and their hearts trembled with shock.
Returning to his military camp, Qianhu glanced around, then shouted in one direction: "Tang De, come here!"
Soon, a tall, thin man wearing armor trotted up to Qianhu.
"Lord Qianhu, are you looking for me?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance secretly at Wei Zong behind Qianhu. He was a little horrified and didn't understand how this ruthless man was let out and brought to the military camp.
The next moment, Qianhu patted Wei Zong on the shoulder and pushed him to Tang De's side.
"Tang De, this is Wei Zong. From today on, he will be your corps commander!"
"Wu...Wu Captain?"
Tang De looked at Wei Zong, his mouth wide open enough to swallow a watermelon.
Are you kidding me? With this person’s strength, he is enough to serve as a member of a thousand households. To be a small corps leader under him is simply making him feel like he’s on pins and needles!
At the same time, Qianhu pointed at Tang De and said to Wei Zong: "Wei Zong, let me introduce to you, this is my centurion, Tang De!"
Wei Zong's face was calm and he bowed slightly to Tang De: "My subordinate Wei Zong has met the Centurion!"
"This this……"
Seeing Wei Zong bowing down, Tang De felt uneasy all over. He wanted to help Wei Zong up, but he seemed unable to do so in front of Lord Qianhu.
Fortunately, Wei Zong straightened up quickly, which made Tang De, who was at a loss, feel better.
"Okay, Tang De, take Wei Zong down first and let him get familiar with the military camp. I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you."
"Obey...obey!"
Tang De stammered a little, then gave an ugly smile to Wei Zong: "Wei... Captain Wei, let's go!"
Wei Zong just kept silent and followed Tang De.
Along the way, Tang De felt a chill on his back and his hairs stood on end, as if what was following him was not a human being, but a peerless beast that could devour him at any time.
"Master Qianhu...you have hurt me..."
Tang De groaned secretly in his heart.
After passing several camps, Tang De stopped. He looked at Wei Zong with a flattering smile: "Brother Wei Zong, we are here!"
The next moment, he turned around and said loudly: "Boys, all gathered!"
Along with Tang De's energetic voice, the team scattered around the camp, which was a little lazy at first, suddenly became solemn, and with a chilling aura, they completed the assembly in a very short period of time and formed a square formation in front of Tang De.
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Wei Zong's eyes slowly swept over them, and he nodded secretly in his heart. This kind of mobility can indeed be regarded as elite.
Beside him, Tang De said loudly to everyone: "Boys, this is our new corps commander, Wei Zong!" Following the gaze of his fingers, everyone felt a shiver in their hearts, with fear and doubt coexisting.
Naturally, they are familiar with this person. The person who killed them before also fought with Master Qianhu. But...how can such a strong man be a small corps leader?
They were confused, and Tang De was also confused.
However, Tang De knew that this was probably an order from above. He, a little centurion, could not guess the thoughts of those big shots. So, he didn't want to care about it and randomly selected five people in the team.
"You, you... and you, from now on, you will be the subordinates of Captain Wei Zong."
The people he singled out were all people with strong auras, who were relatively elite. Tang De didn't dare to offend Wei Zong. Who knows if he would be angry if he were given some weak people?
"Yes!" The five people were also a little nervous, and they all lined up and came to Wei Zong.
"The rest of you have nothing to do with you, so disperse!"
After dismissing everyone, Tang Decai said with an apologetic smile: "Brother Wei Zong, please contact us first, and I won't disturb you anymore!" After saying that, without waiting for Wei Zong's consent, he left as if he were running away.
Wei Zong glanced at the people in front of him, and before they could get worried, he asked directly: "Where is our territory?"
Seeing that Wei Zong had no intention of embarrassing them, several people let out a sigh of relief. Then, the leader said: "Sir, here, please follow me!"
There is a camp here, with a large open space nearby, and weapons, stone locks and other items nearby.
"You can go practice on your own and don't worry about me!"
When they arrived at the place, Wei Zong waved his hand and told them to do whatever they were supposed to do.
After all, he came here to practice, not really to lead troops.
Several people looked at each other. Although they were a little confused, they did not dare to question Wei Zong's order and dispersed directly. Wei Zong, who stayed on the spot, took out the eight Taixuan moves he got from Xia Xiong.
This is a pamphlet, not even a book, just a few thin pages.
Turning to the first page, there were a few words on it, which were the words of the founding emperor of Daxuan. Wei Zong glanced at it lightly and turned the page. It was nothing more than "My Daxuanwu style is prosperous, God bless Daxuan" and so on... Wei Zong again
People who are not Daxuan are not interested in this, so just look at the subsequent practice.
"Huh?"
However, when he actually saw the practice methods of the Eight Daxuan Styles, Wei Zong let out a light sigh.