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Chapter 331 I want to win!

Tang was expressionless.

He had never heard of Yanwei Camp, and he didn't care about it. The Lord's order was given in the hope that he could buy an hour so that Tang Yi could understand the meaning of the order.

Lord Bing is not optimistic about the Jackal Corps.

Tang Yi actually knew very well that Master Bing had never paid much attention to the Jackal Corps. This was not surprising at all. Tang Yi was born because of the Southern Cross Corps, and he knew the situation of the Corps very well. What's more, Master Bing was in charge of the new barracks back then, and these Jackal Corps companies

In the past, the reserve forces of the vassals were all very different, so it was not surprising that Lord Bing looked down upon them.

From the beginning, Tang Yi was in charge of the Jackal Corps.

After spending a long time with these hard-working jackal soldiers, Tang Yi slowly changed his views on them. These jackal soldiers were very weak and had no tactical literacy at all, but their hard-working and hard-working people made him

Tang Yi was moved by this.

These gnolls live in the desert. The harsh environment makes them as tough as the plants in the desert.

Humble and speechless, but tenacious and tenacious.

In this regiment destined to become cannon fodder, there is no one who is not working hard, no one is lazy, and is not afraid of death. Watch them grow little by little, watch them sweat, watch them risk their lives, and build their Tang Yi with their own hands.

Volunteer to become their commander.

Because Tang Yi had feelings for them, and even more because Tang Yi was unwilling to give in.

He was unwilling to accept that such a tenacious regiment was regarded as cannon fodder.

But he also knows that in the Corps, your value is always related to your ability. If you want to be recognized by Master Bing, the Jackal Corps must show enough combat power and win enough victories!

The reason why the elite are elite is because of their strong combat power and their brilliant achievements.

The adults asked him to fight for an hour, but what Tang Yi wanted was a victory!

The Yanwei Battalion also discovered the Jackal Corps, and they stopped about one kilometer away from the Jackal Corps.

Zhang Zheng was about forty, with a rough appearance. He looked at the Jackal Corps directly in front of him. When he saw the soul general at the front, he sneered: "We will win this battle!"

In order to please him, Ye Jiu offered him a price that he couldn't refuse. Although he was greedy, he was extremely cautious and repeatedly studied every detail of the Jackal War. He himself was not strong, but his tactics were quite good.

What he fears the most is the soul general with amazing ability to control light.

Even when he was in Orion, he had never seen such a powerful general in Controlling Light!

It's so powerful!

As for the Jackal Corps, he didn't take it seriously at all. In his opinion, it was a joke for such a newbie to be considered a corps. Compared with his Yanwei Battalion, the strength of the two sides was far behind.

Zhang Zheng recognized the leader of the soul general who was carrying a sword and was the soul general who rushed into battle that day. Such a soul general was very suitable for making a sharp sword, but completely unsuitable for commanding an army.

Zhang Zheng felt relieved. It seemed that Ye Jiu's arrangement caught Tang Tian and the others off guard, and they actually made such a serious mistake!

It’s really a waste of money for yourself!

If it can defeat the famous Jackal Corps, then its own Yanwei Camp will also rise and its reputation will be even greater!

Suddenly, the Jackal Corps in front took the initiative to attack and rushed towards them.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Zhang Zheng's expression turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice: "Circle formation!"

I saw that the formation of Yanwei Camp suddenly changed, and it quickly shrank to the middle, forming a round shape and a fierce battle formation.

The opponent's attack was exactly what Zhang Zheng wanted. The Yanwei camp was stronger in defense than in attack. He was originally worried that the opponent would be unable to retreat, but he did not expect that the opponent's entire army would launch, and he was overjoyed.

I really don’t know whether to live or die.

The distance between the two sides quickly closed.

For some reason, Zhang Zheng always felt that something was wrong. Did he miss any details?

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, Commander!

That’s right! It’s leadership!

The formation of the two hundred men of the Jackal Corps who were charging towards me was not chaotic at all, it was a standard front arrow formation!

A high-speed charge like this is the most important test of command. If the command is not enough, the formation will inevitably become chaotic. But...the opponent's formation in front of them is not chaotic at all.

Not good! This soul general hid his strength last time!

Zhang Zheng, who was suspicious by nature, had this idea pop into his mind involuntarily, and his expression changed slightly.

Just like that, the Jackal Corps rushed to a place less than fifty meters away from them.

"kill!"

It's like thunder rising from the ground, and the situation changes.

The sword that resembled a door panel in Tang Yi's hand roared out with a terrifying sound of wind. Behind him, the jackal soldiers all waved the scimitars in their hands.

Two hundred sword lights merged into one and rushed straight at them!

The fierce murderous intent made the Yanwei Camp soldiers tremble in their hearts. Fortunately, Zhang Zheng was experienced and shouted loudly: "Shield!"

The shield soldiers in the corps were located at the outermost edge of the circular formation. They set up their shields at the same time and injected real power crazily.

Fifty rays of shield light lit up at the same time, converging into a light shield, protecting the entire corps within it.

The huge sword light slashed hard on the light shield.

The light barrier shattered instantly, and all the shield soldiers fell backwards as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer in the chest. The companions behind them quickly held them up and injected real power into their bodies.

However, the momentum of the Jackal Corps was restrained, and the huge backlash also made their chests feel tight. Fortunately, their numerical advantage prevented them from being injured.

However, their speed slows down!

For a charging regiment, losing the advantage of speed will cause the threat to plummet.

The key is that by this time they had no time to turn around.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Zheng's eyes: "Open!"

A hole opened in the circular formation, and the unstoppable Jackal Corps roared into it.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Zheng's mouth. He was full of confidence in his heart. The battle had fallen into his rhythm so far. Although he had sacrificed the combat power of fifty shield soldiers, it was undoubtedly extremely cost-effective.

Next, is his best tactic, positional strangulation!

"Strangulation!"

The soldiers formed small formations, spinning like a pair of rapidly rotating scissors.

The swallow's tail is like a knife!

Few people know that this name, which does not seem to have any murderous intent, has its own secret. This move is Zhang Zheng's most familiar tactic, and countless enemies have fallen to this move.

Once the strangulation of positions begins, it means victory is not far away.

Seeing the soldiers on the outside of the Jackal Corps scurrying about in a panic, fending off the left and right, Zhang Zheng felt extremely proud.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze falling on him.

He looked subconsciously and saw a pair of cold eyes.

Those indifferent eyes were filled with murderous intent!

Tang Yi on horseback suddenly arched his body.

Wait! What does this guy want to do...

An unpleasant idea jumped out of Zhang Zheng's mind.

Tang Yi suddenly jumped into the air, holding the black ink-cutting sword high above his head, his body stretched and bent, but his face was simple and unruffled.

The strong murderous intention is firmly locked on Zhang Zheng!

The flamingo ran wildly in the desert. The rich and bright red flames of the high-speed running flamingo were pulled into a horizontal line of fire. Ling Xu was very happy that the speed of the flamingo was faster than before. More importantly, the fire

The spirit of the Flaming Bird seems to be more powerful than before!

I am stronger than before!

Ling Xu's palm was gently rubbed by the flamingo, and the flamingo nuzzled its head into his palm affectionately.

Be very excited and can’t wait, our destination is on the battlefield!

Ling Xu was thinking silently. Suddenly, he raised his face and saw two black spots in the distance. His expression turned cold and he went to meet them without hesitation.

The crane behind him saw Ling Xu suddenly accelerating, and couldn't help showing a helpless look on his face. This guy has always been like this.

What a guy with no team spirit!

After silently cursing in his heart, the crane's open arms flapped softly like feathers, and the speed suddenly increased.

He was about twenty-five or six in Yongxianzhong. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an immortal demeanor. He was not tainted by any secular atmosphere. He chuckled while flying: "Mr. Ye is really a hero-like figure. I didn't expect to be able to invite Mr. Guang like him."

The seniors and juniors are quite surprised."

Guangwu is known as the Blood Swordsman and has been famous for more than thirty years. However, because he is too bloodthirsty and cruel, his level has been difficult to improve. However, his own strength is also extremely strong, ranking 8315th on the Heavenly Ranking.

Guangwu's face is old, wrinkled, and his hair is as white as snow, but his eyes are extremely sharp. He has a big knife on his back. He squinted: "I didn't expect that the person I was traveling with turned out to be Yongxian.

Nephew! Are you okay, Master Bian?"

There is a person with a lot of history in Yongxian. His teacher Bian Wuheng stepped into the Holy Realm ten years ago and caused a sensation in the world.

Bian Wuheng has three disciples. He is ranked last among the Eternal Immortals and is also the weakest in strength. However, his ranking on the Heavenly Ranking is also at 8228.

Yongxianzhong bowed his upper body slightly to express his gratitude: "My master is still in good health, but he doesn't like foreign affairs and lives in seclusion. Even the juniors rarely see him a few times a year."

Guangwu nodded: "The worldly prosperity is naturally boring to Master Bian."

Suddenly, both of them stopped talking and looked into the distance. Two figures, one red and one black, were shooting towards them.

"It saves us the time of searching." Yongxianzhong said in a casual tone.

"Hmph, I owed Ye Jiu a favor back then, and I have paid it back today!" Guangwu licked his lips, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I'm going to kill a lot today!"

Yongxianzhong's face was as calm as usual, but he was not happy in his heart. He came from a famous family, so he naturally was not happy with such a warrior who looked like an evil demon.

He turned his eyes towards the enemy with quite a bit of interest. He had heard of the rumors about Tang Tian these days, and he was quite interested in people like Tang Tian. It was known to everyone that Bian Wuheng was a close disciple of Yongxian.

, but few people know that he is also Ye Jiu's son-in-law. Ye Jiu's daughter is his wife.

Ye Jiu is his father-in-law and Ye Chaoge is his brother-in-law. How can he refuse?

However, it is quite interesting.

Guanggo could no longer suppress the murderous desire in his heart, and he took the lead in rushing towards the red figure. Guanggo drew his sword out of its sheath in mid-air, and with a roar, he flew towards him like an eagle pounces on a rabbit, killing him in the air!

The sword shines like blood.

What a violent knife!

The center of Yongxian was awe-inspiring, but what he didn't expect was that the bird-riding warrior was astonishingly brave. He used his momentum to rise into the air against the blood-red sword light.

A bit of silvery cold light bloomed in his field of vision.


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