"Wu Tieyu stopped?" Tang Tian looked surprised: "He was injured?"
"No." Huo Tianhai is Huo Maer's younger brother. After Huo Maer left, he was responsible for inquiring about information. Wu Tieyu did not cover up his whereabouts at all: "Although Kant gave him a small setback, he seemed to have made a breakthrough.
Instead of moving forward, it stopped."
"Another breakthrough." Tang Tian touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.
Ling Xu said impatiently: "Whether he breaks through or not, he will be shot to death!"
"That's right!" Tang Tian clapped his hands: "I'll kill you! Xiao Xuxu still wins my heart!"
Huo Tianhai groaned twice and did not dare to say anything. Although the two adults were very strong, their minds seemed a bit too simple. And the only wise Master He was in retreat again.
Huo Tianhai's attention was attracted by the shouts in the distance. He looked at the warriors who were training with some envy. Those warriors were the most elite warriors in the tribe, and were now gathered together to receive formal training.
The formation of the team unconsciously took on a flavor that he couldn't describe.
Huo Tianhai was a little annoyed. If his sister hadn't gone out on a mission, he would have been among these people.
These "cannon fodder" in the eyes of the soldiers are "disorganized, stupid and low-quality cannon fodder", and are being trained by Tang Yi. Tang Yi is a golden sergeant with very solid basic tactical literacy. The soldiers integrate these "cannon fodder" just because of professional obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He has no intention of wasting his time on the "cannon fodder". He has high hopes for the future machine corps. With a few pulls, he is like a picky eater, pulling out the bad-tasting food.
On one side, he threw it to Tang Yi.
Unexpectedly, the effect turned out to be surprisingly good.
Although Tang Yi is not as skilled in tactics as a soldier, he does not hesitate to execute orders. This guy is selfless and unmatched in personal strength. Even the warriors of the tribe are very afraid of him. His low intelligence makes him extremely rigid and stubborn.
, but it is the most suitable to deal with these rookies who have never had relevant training.
After a few days, it already looked somewhat presentable.
Suddenly, a scout rushed towards this side. Huo Tianhai stood up suddenly with a solemn expression: "What's going on?"
"Kant's men are fleeing towards us, and two people are chasing them." The whistle quickly said: "Kant's [Silver Moon] should be in the hands of this person!"
Huo Tianhai's heart suddenly pounded. [Silver Moon] is one of the top inheritances of the Jackal Constellation, but he did not act rashly: "What is the origin of the two chasing people?"
"I don't know." Tanshao shook his head: "But he is very strong."
Suddenly, the rapid sound of horse hooves sounded.
Another sentry rushed over, holding an injured and unconscious young man in his hands. The sentry was sweating profusely, but his expression was very excited. He shouted loudly from a distance: "He fell not far from me.
It was far away, so I picked it up."
Mao Jun and An Bai were extremely depressed. They didn't expect that the duck that had reached its beak actually flew away.
The boy actually fell unconscious at the feet of the Fire Wolf Tribe’s Sentry, and the two of them underestimated the foot strength of the horse under the Senpost’s crotch. Neither of them had ever been to the desert and knew very little about the desert tribe. The desert tribe was good at breeding horses.
The foot strength is amazing and the endurance is outstanding. The horses equipped with the sentinels are the best quality to choose from.
The horse breed cultivated by the Fire Wolf Tribe is called the Flame Stepping Horse. It is a sixth-level star soul beast and has extremely strong sprinting ability.
Especially when it runs without hesitation, it is like a flash of angry flames.
"It seems we have reached the end of the field." Mao Jun's face was full of annoyance. There were endless villages in front of him, and the sentry just slipped into it.
An Bai was also in a very bad mood: "These guys are so disgusting! How dare they kidnap people under our noses!"
"Let's go." Mao Jun shouted, seeing An Bai's unwilling face: "Do you still want to go in and rob someone?"
An Bai's heart moved: "Let's come over here at night. If they encounter Tang Tian, they will run away."
Mao Jun thought this was a good idea. Both of them were very confident in their own strength. They sneaked in at night so that they could find out what was going on.
The two of them didn't notice that Tang Yi, who was training in the distance, spotted them.
Tang Yi was simple-minded. When he saw the two people, he realized that they were enemies. He commanded the team without hesitation and quietly approached the opponent. After these days of training, these people under his command have begun to understand teamwork.
The two groups of people drew two arcs and quietly approached the two people from behind.
When they were two hundred feet away from the two of them, Mao Jun and An Bai immediately became alert.
When Tang Yi saw this, he shouted without hesitation: "Kill!"
Take the lead!
The two teams of men and horses were like two arc-shaped lines of fire, rushing toward the two of them, and the flame-stepping horses instantly entered the sprinting stage. The soft sand dunes did not have any impact on the flame-stepping horses. These warriors grew up in the desert, and they were in such a terrain.
Nothing could be more familiar.
But such a sudden attack made everyone excited.
Tang Yi raised the sword in his hand.
"assault!"
The warriors behind him were excited. At least they had not forgotten the training these days and quickly adjusted their positions. In the blink of an eye, a standard pointed triangle formation appeared behind Tang Yi. And five feet away behind them, two similar
Large and small pointed triangles are formed, and this change is passed on layer by layer.
When Tang Yi rushed to the opponent's place fifty feet away, the entire team had completed the formation change.
Although the soldier did not take care of these "cannon fodder", out of perfectionism and professionalism, he still designed several simple tactics for the "cannon fodder". These tactics were modeled on the basic tactics of the Southern Cross Corps and were improved to be more suitable.
These warriors who grew up in the desert performed.
Tang Yi had no doubts about the soldiers' orders and faithfully implemented and executed these tactics.
An Bai and Mao Jun's expressions changed greatly.
corps!
Damn it, in this place where no one has shit, I actually encountered the Corps!
The oncoming impact was like an overwhelming force, and the two of them were stunned. Such an organization, so well-trained, what else besides the corps?
The first thought of the two of them was that they had been fooled!
Who said that this task was as easy as an outing? Who said that this task was just picking up leaks? When they received the task, the information given by their employer did not say a word that the other party had a corps! If they knew that the other party had a corps, the more money they had, the more they would have paid.
I won’t do it either!
When it comes to the corps, no matter how powerful the bounty warrior is, he will definitely be cautious!
Tang Yi's face was calm and calm, his eyes were narrowed, and the light was flashing. As a golden sergeant, he was the best among the sergeants in the entire regiment. Although the fighting method has changed, the qualities given to him by the new barracks,
But it hasn't diminished at all.
During the sprint, he always used his breath and position to guide these rookies.
Without him, these rookies who had just trained for a short time would never have been able to launch such an impact!
The sword as big as a door panel was raised high, like a raised battle flag!
"kill!"
Tang Yi shouted like thunder and struck down with his sword.
The warrior behind him suddenly promised: "Kill!"
An Bai, who was running hastily, suddenly noticed a dazzling light coming from behind him. He was shocked and ejected to one side without thinking!
A dazzling and cold sword light brushed against his body and sank into the sand dune three feet away. Following it, a bunch of sword lights of different colors sank into the sand dune like raindrops.
boom!
An Bai felt his eyes darken, and half of the sand dune exploded into the sky, like a curtain of sand, covering even the sun!
A cloud of yellow sand hit him, which was extremely painful.
The blood on An Bai's face faded completely, and there was only one thought in his mind.
Mom, run quickly!
Another sword light roared from behind like raindrops, but this time, there was no giant sword light and no terrifying aura. He did not dare to stop, so he held a small silver shield in his hand and pushed it behind him.
Throw it away.
The silver secret treasure of the Scutum Seat, [Silver Light Shield].
The small shield turned into a silver light shield about three feet in size, blocking An Bai's back.
Bang bang bang!
The sword light like raindrops hit it, and the light shield trembled sharply, but it did not break. Three consecutive waves of attacks hit it, and the light shield broke.
The other team's swords were raining down on Mao Jun. Mao Jun kept dodging like crazy. The swords were rolling forward, and Mao Jun was in a panic, and his clothes were torn to pieces.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment. Once he was stuck by the other party, he would be dead.
Tang on the horse was expressionless. In his opinion, such a result was simply too horrible to watch.
According to the standards of the Southern Cross Corps, this Jackal Corps is obviously extremely unqualified. In the Southern Cross Corps, every small combat unit like this will have a non-commissioned officer to serve as the main attacker and guide the attacks of others. And his current position,
It should be held by a more powerful sergeant major.
Tang Yi just shouted: "Follow me!"
The team behind him immediately followed closely as if they were on fire.
An Bai and Mao Jun were both running wildly. Their faces were pale, and they only wished they had lost two legs. It was true that they were strong men in the Tianban, but facing a professional human sea tactical unit like the Corps, they had no chance of winning.
It's just...why does the Jackal have a corps?
The cost of the corps is huge, and it is a bottomless pit. The key is that even if you have money, you can't do it. Because tactical talents are so rare, these days, excellent tactical talents at the level of mercenary regiments are regarded as treasures by every force.
Tactical talents who can sort out thirty-man battles are worth a lot of money.
There is actually a military regiment here... and they are obviously well-trained!
The two people who were in a panic did not notice at all. They were running in the same direction without knowing it. The two of them were frightened and felt that there were enemies everywhere!
Tang Yi's eyes were fixed on the two people. In his eyes, the two dashing people stretched out two dotted lines and met at a point.
The sword that was dragged backwards beside him trembled and groaned, and the faint light of the sword lit up little by little.
The warriors behind Tang Yi all invariably felt the strong fighting spirit conveyed by their master. They all followed Tang Yi's rhythm to activate their true strength, and all in unison they dragged the scimitar backwards!
Why tactical talents are precious is because tactical talents can use their own aura and martial soul to guide the team's attack rhythm and gather the team's strength.
Tang Yi is the golden sergeant!
His face was cold and indifferent, his long eyes were narrowed, and the intersection became clearer in his eyes. The trembling and humming Zhanma sword seemed to be unbearable, as if he was hungry and thirsty. His wrist trembled slightly, and a master-level swordsmanship suddenly appeared!
The true power of the warriors behind them, which was ready to go out, seemed to be gently pulled out, and poured down. They all slashed together without thinking.
All the lights unite, the sword is like the cold moon, silent and silent!
