Let's say that Xing Jun led 300 knights to leave the stone castle and headed south. No orcs were found for several days. The days were getting longer, the winter was getting deeper, and the knights no longer hoped to catch up.
Returning to the stone castle before the winter festival, they just hope to go home and rest for the winter as soon as possible...
Therefore, the subordinates came to Xing Jun with a little hope and reported: "My lord, due to the continuous proactive attacks of the Lion Regiment in recent months, there are no orcs around Stone Castle City. We were in a hurry and did not
Bring warm clothes, it’s getting cold now..."
The sergeant's voice became smaller and smaller under Xing Jun's gaze, and another sergeant quickly took over: "The food we are carrying is almost gone. Do you want to return immediately?"
[A book-chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend I have known for ten years, Yeguo Reading! It is so easy to use. I rely on this app to read and listen to books while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here www. 】
Xing Jun, who said nothing, glanced at them sideways, and they felt chills all over their bodies, and they all left with apprehension.
...In the eyes of the soldiers, Xing Jun has become more and more terrifying...
As a leader, Xing Jun became less and less reticent, and his behavior became more and more reckless. Anyone could feel his violent temper.
Yang Fei said that Xing Jun himself was a dictator, and now he just no longer covered up his willfulness.
The soldiers complained more and more, whispering to each other in private but not daring to report it. This scene felt completely different in the eyes of Xing Jun.
"...They are all despicable rats. They only whisper behind people's backs and have no backbone at all."
Xing Jun, who was not stupid, could sense the soldiers' desire to return home, but what he was thinking about was...
"...I lead the way for the general. I eat whatever they eat. I sleep wherever they sleep. When I encounter enemies, I rush to the front and defeat them. They are all just vassals who take credit for my achievements behind my back. I also
They want to leave without even thinking about going back? They are all mud that cannot stand up to the wall and do not know how to lift them up."
Xing Jun's eyes became cold. Wherever he focused his gaze, the hairs stood on end.
The timid expressions of these people fell into Xing Jun's eyes, which made Xing Jun feel even more disgusted.
Xing Jun suddenly thought of something, and turned to open his character interface. In his "Legion Commander Skills" column, there were several command and control skills. He clicked to open them, and after thinking about it, he added all the skills.
All legion skills are enabled...
——This is one of the things that Xing Jun regretted most in his short life.
After the skill was activated, all the soldiers trembled as if they were electrified. They stopped their work and looked at Xing Jun with a feeling.
Even Xing Jun couldn't help but feel disturbed when he faced this scene. He stood up silently in the attention of everyone, shuttled among the soldiers, and inspected his military situation. Every soldier was so focused and their eyes were bright and alert that Xing Jun
His chest became extremely hot.
Xing Jun suddenly stopped. Here was a soldier who was maintaining his knife just now.
Xing Jun bowed and took the long knife from his hand. The Lion Heart Regiment was the direct guard of Xing Jun, so it was equipped with the best equipment. Even the long knife was the steel knife that was least easy to sharpen.
Xing Jun took another look at the soldier. He had such a childish face. Generally, those who know how to maintain their weapons are veterans. Even the best steel in other worlds cannot compare to the stainless steel in modern society. They always rust, become dirty and lose their sharpness.
Some newcomers to the Lion Heart Regiment are overjoyed when they get a good knife, but they don’t know that without maintenance, steel knives that cannot curl the blade will break during the fight, which is more terrifying than the curling blade...
"...What's your name?" Xing Jun asked.
"Sand." The young soldier replied piously.
"Sally? It sounds like a girl's name..."
"I don't have a last name, my lord." The soldier said hurriedly: "I grew up in the army. They called me Sha Li. They said I always reminded them of the yellow sand on the battlefield."
Xing Jun raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand. So Shali, are you keeping your knife?"
"Yes!"
The soldier named Sha Li's eyes became more serious and his attitude was very positive. "Swords are what I depend on for my life. Only by taking good care of them can I be invincible."
"Oh, there is no disadvantage..." Xing Jun said with a hint of sarcasm: "...Do you know how to maintain a real sword?"
The soldier named Sha Li hesitated and shook his head.
Xing Jun's eyes brightened, and he said with a little excitement: "Raising a knife actually nourishes people. The more you kill, the more you gain experience. Only when you are nourished by these experiences can you become stronger and invincible."
The soldier named Shali's eyes brightened up. "Yes! Thank you for your teachings. Shali will keep it in mind and sharpen himself so that he can become your sword as soon as possible!"
"I am also willing to be your sword!!" Another soldier said quickly.
"The little man is willing to ride the horse in front of the back, no matter what!" "The little man is the man's servant when he lives, and his ghost when he dies!" "I will hold the horse in front..." The subordinates scrambled for a while.
Xing Jun's eyes became eager, and he shouted: "Stop resting, mount your horse, let's continue heading south!!"
This time there was no more noise, the soldiers took action without hesitation, and the torrent of iron and blood followed a voice and headed south.
It was a strange state. Every day before dawn, they packed up their uniforms and prepared to set off. They only ate one meal a day and marched without rest. They had no choice but to stop until it became completely dark. The soldiers did not say anything to each other.
They can tell whether the other party is going left or right with just one look. They don't think too much...or their thoughts are restricted...
The soldiers were obviously tired and hungry, but when they felt tired and hungry, they still wanted to move forward. They could feel the presence of Xing Jun in their hearts, and they could feel Xing Jun's firm determination to go south.
, they obeyed the command of Xing Jun. In this crazy march of soldiers who had no communication with each other but marched in unison, some people finally began to fall behind. Once they fell behind, they would die and die of exhaustion... Of course, some people can understand
They realize that this kind of madness is wrong, but the strange thing is that although this idea clearly appears in their heads, their bodies will still carry out the "death march" in unison, and some soldiers even clearly have "I'm going to die! Can't" appear in their heads.
If this continues, if this continues, I will die! Stop, stop!..." Such thoughts, but the body will still maintain a high degree of coordination with others and continue to move forward...
In this crazy death march, no lone orc along the way could escape, and their death conditions after the march were extremely miserable.
Gradually, the soldiers were unable to maintain themselves, and their spirits were all polluted to varying degrees. Their original personalities had long since collapsed, and only the violent and crazy emotions were driving their bodies to follow Xing Jun. It was said that they were walking zombies.
It's pity for them, they are even more
The evil things are the devils living in the world, the devils who burn everything, and the demons who move like the wind. However, the most ironic thing is that the leader of these evil spirits is a brave man, a great man who is known as the light of salvation.
The brave Xing Jun is Xing Jun, the grand leader of the Golden Lion Regiment. He is the extremely proud Xing Jun before.