A group of monster soldiers were furious, and taking advantage of their numerical advantage, they once again attacked the more than 100 people in the Tiebu Camp like a tide.
"Kill that boy!"
There were several demon sword cultivators from the Lower Five realms mixed in the crowd. With a flash of sword light, they headed straight for Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao directly hit the sword that fell from the sky with his right fist. The fist was so majestic and powerful that it was hard to
The opponent's sword was shaken away, and the demon sword cultivator's expression suddenly became fierce, and a white light flew out from the sword lake in the acupoint, and struck the side of Lin Zhao's face.
"scare!?"
Lin Zhao hurriedly tilted his head, and immediately a trail of blood was left on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Swordsmen often kill people in just a split second. This is how he kills others, and the same is true when others kill him.
When the flying sword whirled around to kill again, Lin Zhao opened his five fingers, and the palm of the fifth-level martial artist's hand was like an iron pincer to catch the opponent's flying sword. At the same time, he raised his left fist and knocked out the third-level demon swordsman with one punch.
Backing away continuously.
Another demon sword cultivator with hair on his face let out a roar like thunder, and the sword light flashed like a rainbow straight towards Lin Zhao's throat.
At this time, Lin Zhao immediately lit up the third cyan divine speed talisman, moved sideways, and landed a fierce punch on the waist of the demon sword cultivator, immediately smashing the opponent's spine into pieces.
Vomiting blood and flying out.
"That boy..."
All the monsters looked horrified. Originally, this was a perfect ambush. With a seventh-level monk, a sixth-level sword cultivator, and more than a dozen third-level and fourth-level monster monks, there was no pressure.
They ambushed the two hundred people from the Tiebu camp on the Jiuzhang Plain, but an unbelievably strong fifth-level martial artist appeared in the human army. That kid kept punching hard and was cruel.
Don’t hesitate, your moves are fatal!
…
After Lin Zhao knocked away a monster soldier holding a shield with a heavy punch, he looked back at the situation at the Tiebu Camp. Dozens of the two hundred people had been killed and dozens injured. They still had fighting strength.
I'm afraid there are less than a hundred people. What's more terrible is that the two centurions have been killed, the four captains are in disarray, and the entire battle has lost its command.
"Not hurt!"
Lin Zhao has not read many books, but he has also heard from Mr. Qin that scholars "do their part". Although he is not a scholar, he understands a little about the principles of sages' books. At this time, who else can be more qualified except Lin Zhao?
Stand up and take the more than 100 soldiers from the Tiebu Camp back alive?
So, Lin Zhao bent forward and punched out with a wave of force, knocking out a group of monster soldiers. At the same time, he shouted: "Slowly retreat, help the injured people to retreat first, and the uninjured people behind, the stairs."
Retreat, don't let the demon clan bite you!"
"yes!"
Everyone obeyed the orders one after another. Although Lin Zhao was only a small commander, in fact, in the minds of a group of soldiers, this young man who punched like the wind was the god on the battlefield. Without him, the people of Tiebu Camp would not be able to fight.
These two hundred people must be buried here.
Lin Zhao punched while retreating, cruising on the edge of the battlefield, while dozens of uninjured soldiers covered the retreat under Lin Zhao's command, although some people were still entangled by the monsters and could no longer leave.
, but most of the soldiers of the Tiebu Battalion slowly evacuated the battlefield after burning a stick of incense.
Soon after, leaving the hills and woodland terrain, and arriving in the open land in the south, the monsters stopped chasing. In the distance was the temporary camp of the Tianchi Army's vanguard camp. The sound of iron hooves could even be heard. This group of monsters might have
There is a battle with the iron cavalry battalion, but once you encounter the iron cavalry from the vanguard battalion, you will have no choice but to die in vain.
…
Amidst the sound of horse hooves, a column of vanguard battalion iron cavalry came towards them. The veteran general at the head was wearing battle armor and carrying two swords behind his back. It was Huang Tingyu.
"what happened?!"
Huang Tingyu frowned.
"Deputy Commander!"
A bloodstained Tiebu camp captain frowned and said: "There was an ambush on Hulugang in Jiuzhangyuan. The monster soldiers were divided into two groups, and there were two middle-level fifth-level monster monks who raided the formation. We were almost
I won’t be able to come back.”
Huang Tingyu said in awe: "Two of you are in the fifth level? Then how did you come back?"
An old soldier frowned and said: "Lin Zhao shouldered the attack of two middle five monks, killing one and seriously injuring another. Then he ordered us to fight and retreat, and retreated from Jiuzhangyuan."
"oh?"
Huang Tingyu looked at Lin Zhao and saw injuries all over the young man's body. In the battle against the Seven Realm Demon Girl, Lin Zhao used his flesh and blood to fight against the opponent's magic. Although he finally killed the opponent with the surprise attack of the flying sword Mingyue,
But in fact, he was not feeling well at all. Later, Huang Tingyu learned about the specific situation on the battlefield of Tiebu Camp and just nodded.
"alright."
Huang Tingyu looked at everyone: "Lin Zhao, take everyone to retreat to the back of the Pioneer Camp to camp and rest. You don't need to worry about the rest of the war for the time being."
"yes!"
Lin Zhao clasped his fists and led everyone away, while the veteran looked at the young man's back with some regret.
…
night.
In the handsome tent, the lights are brightly lit.
Chu Huaixi stood in front of the huge sand table, looking at the dense golden and blood-red flags on the sand table, frowning and said: "The forces of both sides are intertwined, and the battle situation has begun to become more and more stalemate. How is the battle situation at night?"
"I made a little profit, but also lost a little." Huang Tingyu said.
"How to say?"
Chu Huaixi was surprised, while Chen Yu on the side frowned and said, "Can you tell me more specifically?"
"Um."
Huang Tingyu nodded: "The four hundred-man cavalry team of the Pioneer Battalion raided the demon clan positions twice and killed hundreds of demon clans. Their own losses were minimal. The two cavalry teams of the Death Battalion also gained a lot, knocking out the demon clan.
A forward position, but the situation of the rest of the battalion was not very good. The camp of the broken camp was attacked by nearly two thousand elites of the demon clan for nearly an hour, and more than a hundred people were lost. Two hundred people from the tiebu battalion were ordered to attack the southern part of Jiuzhangyuan.
In Hulugang, we encountered an ambush from the demon tribe. The opponent dispatched two from the middle fifth realm and no less than fifty from the lower fifth realm. The Tiebu battalion lost more than fifty people and injured more than seventy people."
"What?!"
Chu Huaixi was stunned: "Two middle five realms were dispatched?"
"Yes, a seventh-level monk and a sixth-level sword cultivator." Huang Tingyu frowned and said: "Fortunately, that kid Lin Zhao blocked the two of the middle and fifth realms by himself, killing one and wounding the other, and then led everyone
retreat."
"oh?"
Chu Huaixi pondered: "Lin Zhao...can lead troops?"
"Will do."
Huang Tingyu smiled slightly and said: "It can be said that he is calm in the face of danger, well-directed and orderly. If Lin Zhao were not here, I am afraid that the two hundred people in the tiebu camp would have been wiped out."
Chen Yu blinked his big eyes and said with a smile: "That's a good thing."
“So best.”
Chu Huaixi smiled: "Lin Zhengxi's son, his bloodline and family tradition are there. If this child Lin Zhao... can really grow up, maybe... he will be the next commander-in-chief of the Tianchi Army, right?"
Huang Tingyu smiled: "It's too early to say this now, but I have a suggestion."
"Well, you said?"
"Let Lin Zhao follow me." Huang Tingyu said in a deep voice: "It would be a pity to let him be a commander in the Tiebu Camp. Why not come to my Pioneer Camp? There happens to be a centurion position vacant.
Let him lead a hundred warriors to test the waters, and by the way, stay in my commander's tent as a think tank, what do you think, Commander Chu?"
Chu Huaixi smiled faintly, waved his hand gently, and said: "Old Huang, if you want to train Lin Zhao, just go ahead and appoint him. He may have the best chance of survival if he stays by your side."
"yes!"
…
Late at night, Lin Zhao received the military order to be transferred from his post. When he took the bronze token of the centurion of the Pioneer Battalion, a group of sergeants from the Tiepou Battalion congratulated him, while Lin Zhao said goodbye to everyone one by one and mounted a horse.
After the war horses sent over by the Pioneer Battalion, they went straight to the Pioneer Battalion's position.
The deputy commander's tent.
Huang Tingyu was sitting on the handsome chair, chewing a hot roast chicken in his hand. He raised his head and glanced at the dusty Lin Zhao, and said with a smile: "Little General Lin is here~~~"
Lin Zhao was stunned for a moment before he remembered the rules in the Tianchi Army. What's more, a captain is not a general, but once he is promoted to a centurion, he is already a general. And now he has just become a centurion in the Pioneer Battalion.
The husband commander is naturally one of Huang Tingyu's generals.
"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for the promotion!"
Lin Zhao knew very well that this bit of etiquette was indispensable. Although he had indeed made military exploits, he might not be able to become a centurion of the Pioneer Battalion, which ranked second among the eight battalions. This position was a prestigious one.
Do you know how many experienced generals are watching?
"You're welcome."
Huang Tingyu waved his hand and said: "Come here, give General Lin a chicken."
"Yes, sir!"
A soldier from the cooking camp handed a freshly heated roast chicken to Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao was indeed hungry. What a martial artist consumes the most when punching is physical strength and vitality, so he tore off a chicken leg and gnawed it all in a few times. He smiled and said: "Is there anything else?"
"there is none left."
Huang Tingyu said: "Go back to your hundred-man camp and meet with the chiefs, then rest and recuperate. If you have a good sleep tonight, you may not have the chance to sleep soundly in the next few days."
"okay!"
…
Lin Zhao returned to the camp. Ten commanders were already waiting in line in the military tent, clasping their fists one by one. Lin Zhao walked to the end of the tent with some anxiety, sat in the centurion's chair, and looked at the faces of a group of people.
Lin Zhao felt even more uneasy, but he knew that he could not show his cowardice, so he said in a deep voice: "I, Lin Zhao, have just been transferred from the Tiebu Camp to the Pioneer Camp to appoint this centurion. Will there be any future opportunities?"
If you know something very well, please give me some pointers!"
Everyone nodded. These chiefs really respected Lin Zhao. The Tianchi army had always only focused on military exploits, realm, and command. However, in the battle at Hulugang, Lin Zhao killed a seventh-level monk and severely wounded a sixth-level monk.
The sword cultivator, killed many people in the lower five realms, commanded well, and covered the successful retreat of more than 100 people from the Tiebu camp. This kind of military exploits is enough to prove everything. At this time, even though this centurion boy is only fifteen years old, he has no
People are dissatisfied!
…
Soon after, Lin Zhao ordered everyone to rest early, and he also slept in the centurion's tent with his clothes undressed. Not only was he injured, but his physical strength was exhausted. He was really tired at this moment.
However, when he fell asleep, he seemed to hear someone speaking from the sky.
"Sister Feiyue, how's the matter with Shen Xingchen going?"
"It's not that good. That girl is good-looking, but she's also very scheming. I didn't even have the chance to ask about Xiao Zhao."
"Well, someone from the game side revealed this afternoon that Lin Zhao is having a good time on the snowy Tianchi."
"That's good. We don't have to worry. We'll wait until he wakes up on his own."
