The ship of the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group was speeding on the sea.
On the flagship White Bandage, Menshi stood at the bow of the ship, looking ahead.
His face was full of worry, and he really hoped to see the Iron Pimple in the next moment, although he himself knew that this was unrealistic.
On the second medium-sized ship after the White Bandage, a pair of mercenaries were practicing with weapons.
Of course, these weapons are wrapped with thick cloth to prevent casualties caused by mistakes in sparring.
Bai Ya is among them.
He was holding a scimitar and was fighting an old mercenary.
The old mercenary's moves were sophisticated and he had rich combat experience. Bai Ya couldn't attack for a long time, which made him a little impatient.
But the old mercenary's physical strength was not enough, so he could only risk selling a flaw to lure Bai Ya to attack.
Bai Ya was indeed fooled. The old mercenary tilted his scimitar, took the opportunity to turn around, and struck at Bai Ya's weak side.
But the next moment, Bai Ya was stimulated and twisted her waist forcibly, blocking the old mercenary's weapon at the critical moment.
The old mercenary was stunned, but Bai Ya took advantage of the situation to counterattack.
The swords collided with each other, making a muffled sound.
After several tough fights, the old mercenary's weapon was knocked off his hands, and he had no choice but to admit defeat: "Old man, I can't compare to you young people."
Bai Ya was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
His physical strength declined sharply, and he was so tired that he collapsed on the deck on the spot.
But he still managed to persevere, always holding the scimitar in his hand, and did not forget to comfort his opponent: "Uncle, you are not old. I still have many things to ask you for advice."
The old mercenary laughed and cursed: "Ask me for advice, good wine and good meat are indispensable, you brat!"
Zong Ge was in charge of the situation. Seeing that everyone had decided the winner, he asked Bai Ya and others to withdraw and replaced them with the next wave of mercenaries to start sparring.
Bai Ya came to Xuma's side.
Xuma regards Bai Ya as his little brother and takes good care of him.
He patted Bai Ya on the shoulder and encouraged: "You played well, but there is still room for improvement."
"You fell into the trap. You were the loser originally. But your opponent suffered a disadvantage because of his age, so you narrowly won."
Bai Ya was also reflecting on his performance in the battle just now. He quickly asked for advice: "Boss, how should I identify the opponent's feints?"
Xuma smiled, and immediately taught Bai Ya how to identify it, and taught him his combat experience.
Bai Ya listened attentively and experienced many battlefields. He deeply understood that perhaps one experience could determine the outcome and save his life at a critical moment.
Xuma talked for a while and finally concluded: "Actually, it's useless to talk too much. You have to let your body remember it. Just remember it in your brain, and you often can't react in actual combat."
Bai Ya immediately understood: "So, I need a lot of actual combat practice!"
With bright eyes, he stared at the group of mercenaries who were sparring, watching attentively.
He also made gestures with his hands from time to time, never missing an opportunity to gain practical experience.
Xuma looked on, and when he saw Bai Ya like this, he sighed in his heart and felt sorry for him: "This boy works hard, but it's a pity that he has no bloodline and cannot become an extraordinary person. He can only be an ordinary person throughout his life."
Zong Ge secretly admired the performance of the mercenary group, but remained calm on the surface.
"Snake Island has experienced naval battles, Double Eye Island has defended against beast tides, and there have been melee battles."
"After these few battles, the remaining mercenaries have undergone considerable transformation."
The spirit of the mercenary group has improved greatly compared to the time when it was first formed, and you can faintly see the atmosphere of an elite soldier.
"Sir." Sandao came to Zongge's side and spoke in a low voice, ""The captain came to me just now and collected my blood. The reason was to make potions and protect the will. But... my subordinate is a little worried.
Zong Ge still stared at the mercenaries intently, and said lightly: "What are you worried about?"
Sandao took a breath and said, "The situation is changing quietly, sir."
"The Kuai Dao team's battlefield performance is excellent."
"Now, you start training the water pig people again. They will become a team in the future."
"Chi Lai and Kuan Shi have all joined the group. Counting Qing Xin, they have added three silver-level members."
"And the most important thing is, sir, you have taken the healing potion and your injuries have healed. It's just around the corner for you to become gold-level."
Zong Ge shook his head slightly: "I can feel that I am still a long way from the gold level."
"Don't make random suspicions. Our leader...is definitely not a villain."
Sandao quickly said: "Of course my subordinates are not worried about the leader. But Lao Zhong (Cang Xu) and Hong Teng (Zidi) are not ordinary (Necromancers)."
"Even if they don't have evil intentions now, what will happen in the future?"
"What if they are affected by divine magic again and change their will?"
"The devil's gold coin happened just two days ago, sir."
"Especially regarding their rebellion, the regiment leader has never given us an explanation."
Zong Ge frowned slightly, finally withdrew his gaze and stared at San Dao. He did not hide his dissatisfaction: "What do you want to explain? They were just under the spell. If it were you, or any one of us, they would also rebel.
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"This is not their subjective intention. They are just more unlucky than you and me. Throughout the whole battle, they have been giving full play to their abilities and fighting bravely. There is no need to give any explanation at all."
Sensing Zong Ge's dissatisfaction, Sandao immediately half-knelt on the ground and whispered sincerely: "Sir, you can't be so cautious. Isn't it like they put all the water pigs in the White Bandage?
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Zong Ge was expressionless: "That's because the White Bandage is a mana ship. The giant bandages can not only heal wounds, but also wrap around enemies and control them. It is safest for water pigs to be placed in the ship."
But Sandao spoke again: "Sir, isn't this behavior intentional to show the ownership of these water pigs? We have worked hard to train them and have achieved results. What will happen if the backwater team falls into their hands?"
Zonge fell into silence.
He was a general of the empire and a man who loved soldiers.
Zong Ge will naturally feel very regretful if his well-trained soldiers fall into the hands of others.
Zong Ge pondered for a moment and did not respond to San Dao's question. Instead, he ordered: "When it's time for training, go and bring all the water pig people over."
San Dao took the order and retreated.
After a while, the flagship White Bandage at the front of the fleet slowly slowed down and began to keep pace with Zong Ge's medium-sized sea-going ship.
Sandao climbed up the mast nimbly, then jumped onto the White Bandage.
Soon, he appeared on the side of the ship with a group of water pig slaves.
Under the command of San Dao, the water pigs threw out rope hooks with flying claws and grabbed the side of the White Bandage.
Then, a dozen long planks were put up to temporarily build a dozen small bridges between the two ships.
"Charge over!" San Dao gave the order, and the water pigs all stepped onto the plank and ran to the deck of the White Bandage.
Most of the water pigs performed poorly, and some even almost fell over. If the three swords had not been struck in time, they would have fallen into the sea.
San Dao held the line at the end, stepped on the pedal, trotted and then jumped, returned to Zong Ge, and said back: "Sir, I have brought all the water pigs."
Zong Ge nodded and commented: "I'm still not very proficient in tactical movements such as hooking ropes and pedals. These training contents will be left to you after today's sparring."
"Yes, sir." San Dao replied immediately.
All eyes were cast on the Water Pig Man.
This group of water pig slaves were bought at a discount from Hutong by the survivors after the melee.
They were originally villagers in a village, but they were rounded up by the human slave-catching team and turned into slaves.
The slave traders have trained them well, and now they can obey no matter what orders the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group gives.
But in Zongge's eyes, it's not enough.
His next focus is to train these water pigs and train them into a team.
The Backwater Team!
Last night, Zong Ge ordered San Dao to teach the water fighting technique to these water pig people.
The results obtained made Zonge happy.
A total of 16 water pigs have been discovered who are eligible to become members of the team.
This number is slightly larger than the number of people in the Kuai Dao team he created before.
Soon, under the command of Zong Ge, the water pig slaves became the last batch of candidates for sparring.
Halfway through the sparring session, Zong Ge already knew what he was doing.
He inspected targets worth cultivating and initially exercised some of the water pig people's courage. But there was still a long way to go before they could go on the battlefield.
Many of them don't even know how to use basic weapons.
Therefore, during the sparring, the Water Pig behaved quite funny, with clumsy movements, often hitting themselves or failing to seize the opportunity to fight, causing the onlookers of human mercenaries to point and laugh at the Water Pig for being stupid.
When Zong Ge heard these jeers, after the sparring ended, he suddenly announced that he would practice alone.
The rules for individual training are that Zonge picks people at will, ordinary versus ordinary, bronze versus bronze, black iron versus black iron, and fight one on one.
"You, and you." Zong Ge seemed to pick Bai Ya at random, and then picked a water pig man.
When Bai Ya saw Zong Ge's eyes directed towards him, he had a premonition in his heart.
Sure enough, I asked him to practice alone.
"This is the benefit of being 'one of our own'." Bai Ya felt excited. He wanted to have more such practical experience, the better.
Soon, a large circular space was cleared on the deck, and the water pigs and mercenaries formed a circle.
Someone yelled something, and then the crowd started making noises.
The human mercenaries naturally stood on Bai Ya's side, and the water pigs naturally supported their companions.
In an instant, the antagonistic atmosphere was set in place.
Bai Ya turned his wrist and slowly approached his opponent sideways.
He did not approach in a straight line, but moved sideways.
The water pig man also holds a scimitar and keeps turning around so that he is always facing the white bud.
When Bai Ya watched the battle before, he also felt that the Water Pig Man was quite demented, but it was only when he actually fought alone that he felt the pressure the other party put on him.
Adult Water Pig people are generally 2 meters tall, with big shoulders and round waists.
The physical difference between Bai Ya and Water Pig is very obvious.
"Hit it quickly, you are grinding."
"Hit his legs."
"Don't be afraid of being cowardly, just do it!"
Bai Ya was young after all, and was gradually becoming agitated by the cheers of the besieging crowd.
He gradually lost patience and launched tentative attacks.
His opponent was already well prepared and blocking with his scimitar.
When the two scimitars collided, the white buds immediately changed color.
He almost lost his scimitar and exclaimed in his heart: "What's going on with this strange power?!"