Chapter 7 Black Armor Commander Zhanling
The moonlit night was in the sky, and the silver-gray moonlight sprinkled down like soft water. Countless creatures stepped into their dreams on this quiet night and enjoyed a night of peace.
In the deep valley, vigorous dark shadows keep moving. Surprisingly, Linwai can't hear a sound. If it were one or two people, they may not feel anything, but when they find that the number of these shadows is more than hundreds of thousands, the backs of many people must be faintly cold.
At the front of the queue is a general in silver armor. Although the general's body is hidden under the armor, judging from the breath from time to time on the armor, this person should be a fierce general who has experienced hundreds of battles, because there are more or less compelling yin qi on him and the soldiers behind him. Only warriors who have been to the battlefield but do not die can have it.
When the last Jiashi climbed a high hill and wore a silver armored general, he looked around to make sure that he and others would not be found. When everything was confirmed, he made a gesture to let everyone rest on the spot. The gesture of the team for several years stopped, and the neat and uniform movements inevitably made people feel a little cold. Insent.
Such a well-trained and commanding team, not to mention their personal strength, this alone is enough to dominate the world.
"Yi, send a message to the prince!" Wearing silver armor, he was very confident in his team. Looking at the small county covered by night in the distance, Zhan Ling couldn't help but breathe out.
"Woo-woo..." The personal guard named Yi took out a special vessel from his arms, stood on the top of the mountain and blew up, and a wolf roar spread from the valley.
Wolf voice communication is not rare in the army, but there are not many that can be as beautiful as easy to imitate. In the final analysis, it is still the wolf flute in Yi's hand.
The wolf, a symbol of cunning and ferocity, is the favorite of soldiers. Because of the habits of wolves, or the habits of wolves, they are essentially similar to fighting in the army. In addition, the roar of the wolf king has a charm of the world, so the image of wolves is respected by many sergeants.
Black armored soldiers are the admirers of wolves. Every black armored warrior needs to sharpen an adult male wolf before joining the army. Only after such a ceremony can they be counted as a real warrior. At the same time, the wolf bone will be made into a wolf flute by special craftsmen and become a tool for future contact.
Even if it understands the usefulness of the wolf flute in the Black Armor Corps and is likely to use its voice to disrupt the military operations of the Black Armor Corps, no army in history dares to make such an idea, because once it is found that the hidden wolf flute is an endless battle.
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Hearing the wolf roar in the distance, Qiwei also took out the wave flute from his arms and responded with a certain rhythm. Perhaps stimulated by the wolf flute, the wolf sounded everywhere in the mountains for a while, and the wolf roared in the mountains for a long time.
"Father, they are coming!" He pointed to the mountain in the distance, and the seven guards put away the wolf flute at the same time.
"Then let's go there!" Following the guidance of Qiwei, Wu An looked at the cliff in the distance, but he didn't know whether it was because the sky was too dark or the black armor soldiers were hiding too well. Even Wu's eyesight could not be glimpsed.
Wu Ao waited for the arrival of the black armored soldiers for more than three days, but considering the distance from then on to Qingzhou, Wu Ao was really a little surprised compared to this speed. The time required to deduct the summons is also fast in these three days, not to mention 3,000 teams. In the face of such an efficient and mobile team, Wu Kui really doesn't know how to describe it.
If this team is in the hands of the enemy, Wu Ao will definitely turn around and run away immediately, but Fortunately, this team now belongs to Wu Ao.
Needless to say, Wu Ao's cultivation is not weak, but the ability of the seven guards is not weak. Several jumps down the peak and run to the cliff hidden by the black armor soldiers.
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"Prince Yuanshou sat down as a third-class guard, serial number seven!"
The seven guards ran in front, and there was nothing between the mountains and fields, but I don't know why the seven guards suddenly stopped, bowed to the open space in front of him, and took a token out of his sleeve.
"Your Majesty, please follow me!" Before the words fell, four ghosts came out of the forest, and one of them came forward to verify the token in the hands of the seven guards before releasing it.
In the face of today's rigorous protective measures, Wu's surprise is getting stronger and stronger. Although he has seen the Black Armor Warriors before, the Black Armor Warriors at that time were acting as a guard, which is completely different from the team that has entered the combat state today. When he saw this with his own eyes, the deeper Wu's understanding of the black armored soldiers became, and the more surprised he became. He couldn't help asking what kind of person the Ziwei Emperor who created this army was. What kind of talent can make his army go through 300 years of ups and down? Ask yourself if you can do it?
With the footsteps of the four Qingzhou black armor warriors, the group went up the hill.
Discovering the movement at the foot of the mountain, the general in silver armor immediately stepped onto the mountain road, and the three relatives behind him followed closely behind the general.
As the marshal of soldiers and horses in Qingzhou, Zhanling has controlled nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses. These soldiers and horses are a very important force both in the turbulent era and today. However, compared with these 100,000 state soldiers and horses, Zhan Ling pays more attention to the 3,000 black armored soldiers in his hand. As a direct relative of Prince Shou, Zhanling has been in this position since his early 20s. He has not changed for six years and has been waiting for the call of Prince Shou all the time.
Six years ago, this black armored soldier who had just retired from the battlefield were all butchers who were not afraid of life and death, and their murderous spirit was fierce, which made people disgusted at a glance. Six years later, under Zhanling's **, 3,000 black armored warriors were like a sheathed sword, and all the sharpness shrank into their bones, which was no different from ordinary people. Behind this change is the improvement of overall strength. In six years, almost every 3,000 black armored soldiers have improved their cultivation by one level, and several people have successively broken through the plain clothes of the human body and become the leader of this 500-person black armored soldiers.
Since receiving Wu Fu's handwritten letter and Prince Shou's letter three days ago, Zhan Ling mobilized his soldiers and horses to come to Wei County, a full journey from Qingzhou to Wei County. Among them, it was necessary to do a good job of confidentiality. Everyone who led the soldiers knew the difficulty, but Zhan Ling still only took two days and one night. Arriving in Wei County, the depth of this skill is amazing.
Under the lookout, Wu's figure emerged from the mountain road, and the black armored soldiers who had been hidden aside also came out from behind the bunker one after another. Standing behind Zhanling and stared at Wu Ao coming up from the foot of the mountain, an indescribable pressure pressed Wu Fu.
"Excuse me, let's go. This must be the commander-in-chief of Zhanling?" Seeing Zhan Ling and the black armored soldiers behind him, Wu was about to hold Zhan Ling's fists and salute. For nothing else, it was enough to get Wu to face this army.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome! But the last general has one more word, I don't know whether to say it or not? Zhan Ling is an extremely arrogant person. In the face of Wu's salute, he just owes his body. The words in the sentence are sonorous and powerful, which makes people unable to hear whether they are happy or worry.
"General, please tell me!" His right hand was floating. From Zhan Ling's words just now, Wu was somewhat angry and guessed something. Instead of not blaming him, he was quite happy with Zhan Ling's straightforward nature. Soldiers should be like this. The winding things do not belong to iron-blooded men.
"Your Majesty, when you are new here, you may not understand the rules of my black armored soldiers. I only recognize the strong, not the weak. Even if the prince has a letter from the general, if it is not approved by us, we will act according to the order at most. This 3,000-person black armored soldier already belongs to the Black Armor Corps. If we get the approval of our brother, we will only belong to you in the future, which has nothing to do with any force!" Every word is thought to be well typed, which seems to be unfair.
Taking a step forward, Zhan Ling handed a letter that had already been opened to Wu, and then retreated back.
Open the envelope. Even at night, Wu's vision is still unaffected. This is a letter from Beijing, signed by Wu Yuan, that is, Prince Shou. The content of the letter is no different from what Zhan Ling said. It has been recognized that the black armored soldiers of Qingzhou and 100,000 military horses will return to Wu Ai together. Otherwise, it is just borrowing!
"How to recognize it?" This is a test, a test arranged by Wu Yuan for Wu Ao. In the capital, Wu Yuan recognized Wu Ao's mind and was very satisfied. However, he knew much about his martial arts, so he arranged this game. For this reason, a special sentence "test as appropriate" was added to the letter, which was a mistake and a loophole that provided another challenge to Wu's failure.
"Defeat me! It's so simple!" When Wu Wei was reading, Zhan Ling had also been observing the little prince. He had his own sense of belonging to the royal Zhanling, but Zhan Ling also had his own dignity. This dignity could not be stepped on by anyone. Before Wu Wei defeated him, Zhan Ling could help Wu Wei, but he could not do it wholeheartedly, but if Wu Wei could After the victory, the only master after Zhanling is Wu Ao.
"Find a place!" Quietly feeling the breath of the mountains, Wu couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, and there was an irrefutable firmness in his faint words...