In a cramped place in the city, countless young and energetic men were crowded together, like livestock for selection and sale, with numbness written all over their faces.
This place is the recruitment center for new recruits in Yunzhou, and those selected will become one of the Yunzhou cavalry.
However, in the abyss of the north, the undead have not moved south for many years. The south is slacking off, and the total strength of the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry has been reduced to less than 20.
In the years of famine, civilian children just want to join the army to get a bite to eat, so many people even have to ask for money to enter the military camp and become Yunzhou cavalry. .??.
The chances of these young people being selected are probably less than one tenth.
At this time, a middle-aged officer wearing a thousand-horse armor came over. Next to him was a man in top-quality armor and carrying a fish intestine sword. It seemed that the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
After spending some gold coins to make things happen, things went extremely smoothly, and all the NCs became friendly and nice to talk to. Ding Jilin's most indispensable thing was gold coins.
"Boys, listen up!"
Qianqi Zhang laughed at the top of his voice and said, "The traveler next to me plans to establish a knighthood in the North. His reward is quite generous. As long as you are selected, you will receive 100 gold coins immediately, but you have to go to the North."
, it is possible to fight the undead, the abyss, is anyone willing?"
"I!"
"Me, me, me! Your Excellency, choose me!"
"I am from a Yunzhou cavalry family. If this generation had not declined, I would not have come here. Please choose me!"
People were bustling and huddled together.
Ding Jilin said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please be quiet. Let me start with the ugly words. I recruit you to fight and fight for the dignity of the human race. Once you are selected, you will get armor, weapons and horses, but you can't be afraid of death.
If you're afraid of death, don't come here."
Suddenly, most of the people's aura weakened.
But there are still many young people who raise their eyebrows to express that they are not afraid of life and death, and they wish they could go meet those giant-mouthed ghost soldiers and knights of the abyss right now.
So, Ding Jilin quickly selected 500 young recruits, then spent a large sum of gold coins to bribe a cavalry commander, privately bought 1,000 horses, 500 sets of armor and weapons, and a large amount of food and grass, and then hired 2,000 militiamen.
After that, he went north with 500 armors and 2,000 people. Ding Jilin personally trained along the way. Although it was a bit of a waste of time, it didn't seem to matter. He was not in a hurry to upgrade now. He had already reached level 255 before the second round of the national war.
It's a foregone conclusion.
…
Northland, former site of Sky Tower.
The flag of the Knights of the West Wind was erected, the civil servants were busy in a group, and the cavalry were training tactics in the distance. Ding Jilin had a headache, and it seemed that training by himself was not an option.
Soon after, amidst the rustling sounds, a figure appeared outside the two-meter fence that had just been erected behind Ding Jilin.
A woman wearing a studded animal skin
He was wearing armor and carrying a sword on his back. His whole body was filled with a very strong aura of a warrior, and there was a heroic spirit between his brows that was rare for men.
"Whoosh!"
She jumped over the fence with a sudden sweep.
Looks a bit familiar!
Ding Jilin rubbed his eyes, and the woman burst into tears the moment she saw Ding Jilin.
"Is it really you? Am I not dreaming? Sir, are you really back?!!"
"Well, it's me..."
The next second, the woman threw herself heavily into Ding Jilin's arms, crying so hard, "I've been wandering for so long, just waiting for you to come back. If you don't come back, sir, I'm afraid I will die of old age in the holy realm..."
…”
She is none other than Qin, the leader of the Knights of the West Wind that Ding Jilin recovered from beyond the Great Wall.
"well……"
In the distance, on an old tree, Lin Tong tilted his head and glanced at Qin holding Ding Jilin, and couldn't help but rub the center of his eyebrows, forget it, out of sight, out of mind.
"grown ups!"
Half a minute later, Qin felt that she was a little abrupt, so she took two steps back, knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Knights of the West Wind, Qin, please see your lord..."
As she said that, she raised her head, her eyes filled with tears of joy, "Sir, five hundred years have passed, why haven't you aged at all?"
"Ah I……"
Ding Jilin was talking nonsense, "I am a cultivator of immortality, and my main goal is to achieve immortality..."
Qin smiled and nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. She acted like a master, so she was just a third-level saint, so she shouldn't ask too many questions.
"Come with me."
Ding Jilin brought Qin to the simple training ground, summoned five hundred cavalry, and said loudly, "This lady's name is Qin, she is the third level of the Sanctuary. From now on, she will be your regiment leader and will be responsible for all deployments."
"Yes, Captain Qin!"
All the recruits nodded, and one of them, a burly recruit, smiled and said, "Captain Qin looks so delicate and frail. Is this really the legendary sanctuary? It doesn't look like it..."
"Tsk, tsk, you want to try?"
Ding Jilin chuckled, "Okay, you can get out of the queue, Qin, and just show your skills a little bit."
"Yes, sir!"
The strong man came out of the queue and was a full head taller than Qin. He looked down at the leader, spread his hands and said with a smile, "Commander, I am a cattle herder in my hometown. I often break off the horns of old cows and chase them."
Wrestling is very powerful, you have to be careful, I'm coming!"
As he spoke, he punched down in the air, his momentum was quite scary.
"Crack!"
Just when everyone thought Qin might be blown away by a punch
At that moment, they saw the strong man flying out, and no one even saw how Qin did it.
"So weak?"
Qin suddenly jumped up and landed heavily with a "Peng" sound, kicking up countless dust and said, "This is not possible. How can the iron cavalry of our West Wind Knights be so weak?"
Everyone was shocked and fell to their knees, awesome!!!
…
Not long after, two deck chairs appeared in the camp, one for Ding Jilin and one for Lin Tong. There was a barbecue stove in the middle, and fresh venison was being roasted, and the aroma was filled.
While Ding Jilin was enjoying himself, there was a quarrel outside, and a mercenary came with a big beard and looked like an old man.
"I have traveled around the world for decades and have never seen any big scenes. To put it bluntly, when I participated in the last battle between gods and demons, the hair of the great-grandfather of you little bastards hadn't even grown yet!"
You Zi is talking nonsense outside.
"Just blow it!"
One of the young recruits laughed and said, "The battle between gods and demons was all five hundred years ago. Who are you? You really think of yourself as a god! You want to join our Knights of the West Wind because you want to come and eat and drink."
Right?"
"Fuck your mother!"
The old man was furious, "Am I that person who eats and drinks? The Knights of the West Wind want to recruit elites like me, so the motherfucker has to support me and get a commission of one hundred thousand gold coins every month. I'm worth this."
price!"
"Old boy, you're not afraid of having your hide blown, are you?"
All the young cavalrymen laughed loudly, and some of them almost burst into tears.
The man outside looks like a soldier, a pauper who can't afford a wife. He joined the army because he was lazy in training and was the first to run away in battle. This kind of person can be called a worm in the army and is absolutely forbidden!
"Who is this?"
Ding Jilin stood up and took a look, "Come over and take a look?"
Lin Tong didn't bother to pay attention to him. "You go and see, I'm too lazy to pay attention."
"okay!"
Ding Jilin walked over and said, "Get out of the way. Let's see who is so loud and dares to brag outside the camp gate of the Knights of the West Wind. Isn't this the case of entering the hut with a lantern and seeking death?"
In the distance, the old soldier Youzi crossed his legs and looked unruly.
But the moment he saw Ding Jilin, he trembled all over and immediately turned over and knelt on one knee, bitter tears welling up in his cloudy eyes.
"ah!?"
Ding Jilin was also shocked, "Su...Su Liang?!"
The person who came was none other than Su Liang, who once served as the marshal of the Chu Dynasty and later served as the governor of Xiliang! He also died in the battle between gods and demons, but now he is obviously resurrected.
She is at the third level of the Holy Realm and looks extremely old, much older than Qin's youthful appearance.
"real
It's you, Su Liang?!"
Ding Jilin stepped forward and helped Su Liang up.
"ah?!"
Su Liang was also extremely excited, with tears in her eyes, "Ding Jilin... Ding Jilin... I thought some bastard was pretending to be your West Wind Knights, so he came here to cause trouble. It's really you, you... how did you...
You don’t look old at all?”
"I have a good attitude, why are you so old, Old Su!!!"
"My mentality is not good...it would be good if I didn't die of old age..."
…
The two sat on the wood under the fence and chatted.
Su Liang's eyes filled with tears. He was so excited. He had not seen acquaintances for more than five hundred years and had suffered too many grievances. His whole body was already withered.
Five hundred years ago, when Lin Chen resurrected all the Saints who had died in the Three Thousand Floating Worlds, Su Liang was just a strong man in the first level of the Saints.
After that, he watched helplessly as Song Yuanshan, the Marquis of Fengyun, usurped the country. Su Liang also tried to stop him, but when he went to the Dali military camp to ask the sword, he was beaten by a second-level Saint Domain strongman and his meridians were broken. He was seriously injured.
He left like a bereaved dog.
Later, Su Liang cultivated the third level of the Holy Realm step by step, but that was already a hundred years later. The Great Li Dynasty had already stabilized its power, and he could no longer do anything.
Therefore, Su Liang lived like a person forgotten by the times, extremely miserable, and he was too obsessed with the Chu Dynasty, even if he had the ability to establish a sect, he would not do so.
In the end, he chose another path and became a wandering mercenary. He became a veteran in the eyes of others. When he had money, he would go to the tavern to drink wine. When he had no money, he would do a few jobs to help the strong and the weak.
Although buying and selling is free and enjoyable, it is also like a walking corpse.
"stay?"
Ding Jilin smiled and asked, "I have just established the West Wind Knights. If you stay, I will give you a deputy leader, Dangdang, to help Qin Da. Are you willing?"
"Yes, of course I do!"
Su Liang nodded heavily, "Who would want to leave after returning home? I will be the deputy leader, and I don't want a penny of commission!"
"Okay, let's hit the road..."
"Hahahahahaha~~~"
Su Liang glanced at Lin Tong who was sitting on the couch in the distance. He died too early in the battle between gods and demons and missed the scene where Lin Tong killed the red-robed wizard, so he didn't know that Lin Tong was the Vulcan Emperor, and said, "That woman
Who is it?"
"It's an aunt, don't mess with her, or I won't care if you get beaten."
"Okay, got it!"
…
In the camp, with Qin and Su Liang presiding over the two major sanctuaries, and Lin Tong, who is inconspicuous and indifferent, sitting in charge, Ding Jilin can already sit back and relax.
He decided to go to Lingbo Lake and the old site of Fubo City to find out the whereabouts of Siyu and the ten thousand water god warriors.
