The demon officer clenched the giant demon blade in his hand tightly, and his heart surged with anger. He wished he could kill this kid on the spot with one strike.
But Lang Jiu used his uninjured hand to grab the sharp blade and chuckled: "You also said that when fighting in the military camp, you must follow the rules of the military camp!"
The demon officer glared at him fiercely, put away the demon blade, and strode into the collapsed tent to rescue Struan.
His heart sank when he saw Struan, the demon pattern between his eyebrows was broken!
He strode out with Struan in his arms and yelled at Lang Jiu: "Struan is useless! This matter will not end here!" Then he strode away without looking at any monsters.
, see if we can save Struan.
Lang Jiu knew that the officers were not joking. The demons and demons were superior to the demons. Their number only accounted for 20% of the demon clan, but they held half of the seats in the "Tai Shang Conference", the highest authority body of the demon clan.
And it has become stronger and stronger over the years, and it is also very united and never willing to suffer losses.
He drove all the old guys away angrily and said with a dark face: "This guy and all the other newcomers were thrown into the death camp. If you want to be a teammate with him, go yourself."
Report to the death camp!"
"What?" The surrounding veterans were filled with indignation: "What do the higher-ups think? Have a group of new recruits violated military regulations? Why should they be sent to die?"
The recruits only knew that they were going to the death camp at this time. Some of the recruits who knew the inside story collapsed on the spot and shouted: "This is against the rules, I want to report it to the military police!"
Someone reacted in an uproar, rushed to Lang Jiu and slapped him hard: "Did you implicate us?"
Lang Jiu didn't dodge, he accepted his slap, and then said calmly: "Someone tried their best to get three months of training time for you. You can continue to stand here and blame me, or follow me to the death camp.
, in these three months, I will try my best to teach you everything I know, so that you can survive on the battlefield as much as possible."
After he said this, he turned around and left expressionlessly. Song Zheng looked at the monkey demon who slapped Lang Jiuyi and said: "The people who kicked us into the death camp hope that you will resent Lang Jiu."
Then he still followed Lang Jiu.
The other recruits looked confused. Even if what Song Zheng said was true, and even if they knew it in their hearts, what could they do? It still couldn't change the fact that they would be treated as cannon fodder and face the fate of dying on the battlefield.
Suddenly, a veteran wearing a military cap crookedly kicked the monkey demon to the ground from behind, and spat out: "Idiot! It's because there are too many of us pure-blood demons like you who only know how to live and fear death.
But those idiots who don’t know how to unite will be bullied to death by those demons!”
The veterans' eyes were murderous, and the recruits trembled with fear and hurriedly followed Lang Jiu. They could live for at least three months. If they continued to stay here, they were afraid that they would be beaten to death by a group of people.
Lang Jiu sensed that Song Zheng was chasing after him. He thought about it and asked, "What have you practiced?"
"No." Song Zheng answered honestly. He knew that Lang Jiu must have doubts in his heart that he could easily defeat Struan, who used his natal magical power. He paused slightly and said: "All martial arts are unnecessary and cumbersome.
, if you want to knock down your prey, you only need to achieve three essentials: the shortest attack distance, the fastest attack speed, and the most powerful force."
Lang Jiu was stunned, turned around and looked at him seriously. After a long time, he nodded slowly: "This theory... is very interesting."
A group of new recruits followed behind them, but they didn't speak to each other. Their gratitude to Lang Jiu on the road was gone, and they only had complaints in their hearts.
The camp that was trapped in the death camp was large, but lifeless.
This is the place where soldiers who have violated military regulations are dispatched. Their only mission is to launch a desperate charge during the battle.
There will be no support.
If you are unable to complete the mission, you will have no choice but to die on the battlefield. If you are lucky enough to complete the mission, you will have to wait for the next mission. After completing three desperate charges in total, you can retire only if you are still lucky enough to survive.
There were no demons practicing on the training ground. Lang Jiu called everyone together: "You don't have time to rest. Now, go and put down your luggage. You have twenty minutes, and then we will gather for training immediately!"
…
Urul clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Struan on the bed in front of him with a gloomy expression. Waves of demonic energy flew out of his body uncontrollably.
Like angry flames.
The demon officer also stood aside angrily: "Sir, I used four precious elixirs, but they could only save Strun's life. His demon pattern... was completely broken!"
"He is a good young man, we can't just let this matter go!"
Urul glared at him fiercely: "You were there at the time, and you just watched our demon being destroyed?"
The officer quickly explained: "Lang Jiu is here too, and he stopped me."
The anger in Urul's eyes became even more intense, and his eyes were so scarlet that he seemed to be bleeding: "It's him again!"
"Sir, since they have already entered the death camp, we will immediately put them on the battlefield and let them fight those humans to the death."
Urul shook his head: "This matter has been decided. They will have three months of training. Kicking the recruits into a death camp is already out of line. If they are not given training time, they will be sent to die directly.
, I’m afraid it will cause an uproar in public opinion.”
The officer thought for a while and nodded in agreement, but he was a little reluctant: "Then let them live like this for three months?"
Urul smiled ferociously: "How is that possible?"
"This month, all their training resources will be distributed according to the standards of being trapped in a death camp. One month later, there will be a competition for recruits in Jiang Hao City. This time I will throw all the recruits to both sides of the Yinlong River.
The demon recruits you brought will also go, if something happens, you will kill them! Three months? They are dreaming, they only have one month to live!"
The officer was overjoyed: "Both sides of the Yinlong River are extremely dangerous. There are countless powerful monsters. They will be finished without us taking action!"
…
The supplies in the death camp are no supplies at all, let alone cultivation resources.
They are just a bunch of people waiting to die anyway, so why waste precious resources?
Even if Lang Jiu got some supplies through his connections in the army, for this group of recruits, he could only guarantee that they would not die of hunger. Wanting to improve their strength through training felt like an illusory hope.
A month passed quickly, and Lang Jiu's face was still cold, but he was actually very anxious.