Chapter 305 It's like a broken bamboo

Life in the barracks is extremely fast, especially for the soldiers of the ten battalions who are devoted to cultivation at night, time is like flowing water.

The battle ahead was at war, and the tiger prison shouted to kill the sky. On the other side of Wangxiao Mountain, it is calm. Four months have passed, and no one has seen the other party come.

Even Xia was quite stunned for a long time. Did he scare them out of the night he led the crowd to attack Huaxiong's military camp at night? Or do they have other actions?

Anyway, the longer the time, the better for the Tenth Battalion. In order to practice spiritual martial arts early, in order to be able to fight and kill the enemy early. The soldiers of the Tenth Battalion can be said to have tried their best to strengthen their training.

More than 1,500 people who survived can be said to be the elites of the Tenth Battalion. Those who can join the army are also some martial artists who have some skills.

From birth to death, witnessing the battles, these surviving army elites finally, in nearly five months, more than 1,000 people became martial artists above level 7. Most of the remaining more than 500 people felt the edge of breakthrough, and even the worst were six-level warriors.

One thousand martial artists above level 7 and more than 500 martial artists of level 6. With neat steps, he stood in the training school martial arts field one by one with a resolute face. Liu Fang, A Kai and several high-level soldiers stood in the front, and everyone looked at the general Xia on the opposite high platform with respect.

The gentle man in the grade, everyone has already given up on him. Jiang Xia looked at the soldiers below coldly. It had been five months, and five months had passed since the last victory. If he hadn't lost his memory, he would have known that it had been almost a year since he left the Blue Wind Empire.

"Brothers, please tell me loudly about the results of your practice in the past five months." ......

Liu Fang took the lead in raising his right hand, and his tone was full of strong pride and heat. His strong voice spread out, "Captain of the Tenth Battalion, Liu Fang, King of Wu in the early stage."

Followed by A Kai, with tanned muscles, with the power of explosive surname, "Ten Battalion Akai, Half-step King of Wu."

"Zhao Yu of the Tenth Battalion, Half-Step King of Wu."

"Ten Battalion Team Deyi, Half-Step King Wu."

"The tenth battalion is in the north, and the ninth-level warrior." ......

A voice full of pride resounded through the sky, and tears flashed in the eyes of the resolute men. The painstaking people live up to the sky, and three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu. After five months of unbearable efforts, God finally rewarded them.

The hot sun tanned the skin of a group of soldiers, and the palms and soles of their hands and feet rubbed out blood. In the end, they all gritted their teeth and persisted. Because they know that even if there are 1,500 people, their ten battalions can still become an elite division.

Looking at the soldiers who reported their strength one by one, the mature face of the general Xia was also moved. In the past five months, he also gained a lot.

The "spirit of the wind" in his body was discovered by him again, and after in-depth study, some powerful spiritual martial arts were gradually figured out. The happiest thing is that Jianxia found that he was about to break through the later martial arts king. Although the time is not certain, he has touched the barrier. I believe it won't be long...

"Hou Yan of the Tenth Battalion, Level 6 Warrior."

"Liang Hua, the tenth battalion, is a sixth-level warrior." ......

The voice stopped with the voice of the last officer. Except for more than 500 six-level warriors, all of them are above level seven. In particular, these seven-level martial artists have learned spiritual martial arts without exception. This is unique in the history of the Mengsha Empire.

He slowly raised Xia's arms and said solemnly, "Brothers, I'm proud of you."

At the same time, all the soldiers of the ten battalions knelt to the ground with the same legs, and the neat voice echoed out of the sky.

"Please accept Captain Xia's worship from me. From now on, we will follow Captain Xia to the death. If we disobey this oath, heaven and earth will not tolerate it."

Seeing the sincere eyes of a group of soldiers, Xia couldn't help warming her heart, and the blood of her whole body boiled in an instant. "Okay, okay, brothers, do you remember what I said five months ago?"

"Within six months, recover all the lost strongholds and annihilate all the enemies of Wangxiao Mountain." Everyone answered with one voice.

Jiang Xia nodded, and then shouted loudly, "Five months have passed, and we still have a month left, that is, this month, do you have the confidence to rise to the light of my tenth battalion?"

"Yes."

"Good." When Xia's heart moved, the fierce evil sword appeared in his hand. The front of the sword pointed to the sky and shouted angrily, "The scholar is a confidant, a cavity of blood is on the battlefield, kill!"

"Kill!" ......

Swords and shadows, blood flowed. The Black Jade Imperial Barracks stationed 20 miles away from the Tenth Battalion was just thinking about how to launch an attack. The next quarter of an hour, more than 1,500 people led by Xia were killed.

Spiritual martial arts were used one by one, with a powerful lethality and a gorgeous offensive, almost in a blink of an eye, a battalion of more than 2,000 people was destroyed.

Without doing anything to stop, he took the Tenth Battalion Team** and chased all the way to Wangxiao Mountain, which was as powerful as a broken bamboo and invincible. This is a real tiger and leopard master. Wherever he goes, he is invincible and invincible. The 10th Battalion is rising, and the 10th Battalion re-exudes the glory of their warriors...

In the general headquarters of Meng Cha's army, the atmosphere in the lobby is quite strange. Fan Yang, Wen Ze and other generals were silent and thoughtful.

"These ten battalions are really amazing." The first to break the silence was a middle-aged general of more than forty years, with a faint amazement on his face.

"I really underestimated them before." Wen Ze sighed gently and shook his head helplessly. "In less than a month, I almost took back all the lost strongholds. Oh, this is really."

"Lord Fan Yang, shall we send troops to the tenth battalion to expand their strength?" The middle-aged general who spoke before asked.

Fan Yang frowned, thinking that during this period of time, after the 10th Battalion Team won consecutive victories, Meng Tao's mouth was closed with a smile. Fan Yang was bored for a while. In fact, he also hoped that his army could win the battle.

The key is that the previous performance of the Tenth Battalion has made him disgusted from the bottom of his heart. How can an army that he hates want to see them perform well?

So Fan Yang is now sandwiched in the middle, and there are some contradictions. After a short period of thought, he finally shook his head. "Recently, the situation in Huluoguan is relatively tense. The enemy may have a relatively large action to reinforce the strength of the ten battalions. Let's wait until a while."

Wen Ze and others were not surprised. It seemed that they already knew about Fan Yang's approach. However, what the other party said is also true, but the enemy is making a lot of noise...

In the headquarters of the Black Jade Emperor [***] battalion, a panicked news soldier hurriedly broke into the tent, causing the fierceness of the military discussion, and the fierce generals were quite unhappy.

"Yuan, Marshal, two marshals, Wang Xiaoshan, Wang Xiaoshan is about to be lost. Vice Admiral Li Lang asked for support."

"What? So fast?"

Everyone present was shocked. Zhan Lie frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Didn't you say that there were only 1,500 people in the ten enemy battalions of Wangxiao Mountain? Is it less than six months? How can it be so fast?"

This is also the question of everyone present, not to mention the troops on both sides. At the beginning, Hua Xiong led the team to win in a row, and it took nearly six or seven months to occupy the stronghold of Wangxiao Mountain.

"Go back to the marshal, there are only more than 1,500 enemies, but they are all so powerful that our soldiers can't resist at all. Moreover, and they never rested and chased all the way, causing our soldiers to have no time to rectify, and they were directly beaten to the last barracks. ......

"Hang!" Everyone took a deep breath. In such a short time, the Tenth Battalion not only took back the lost place, but also took the stronghold of their own side. What's more shocking is that Wang Xiaoshan is going to be lost? If this is not in the barracks and dare not spread the military information, no one can believe that this will be true.

Zhan Lie's face suddenly became gloomy, and he scolded with great dissatisfaction, "Jian Meng, see it! At the beginning, I said that I would send someone to destroy them all. Now look, it has become a big problem!"

"Hmm." Zhan Meng snorted coldly and also responded rudely, "It's just 1,500 people. What kind of climate can it be? As long as we take the tiger prison pass, what if Wang Xiaoshan gives it to them?

"How did you get the tiger prison? When did you take it?

"Hey, I don't have to report this to you, do I?" A great grim look appeared in Zhan Meng's eyes. "In less than ten days, I will definitely take down the tiger prison. As for Wangxiao Mountain, if I lose it, I will lose it. It's not a big deal." ......

Wangxiao Mountain, the last stronghold of the Black Jade Empire here. The shouting was shocking, and there were countless dead bodies lying around. The bodies of the soldiers of the Tenth Battalion were all stained with blood, a pair of blood-red eyes, sharp weapons in their hands, and ruthlessly harvesting the enemy's life.

Continuous victories raised their morale. The enemy was almost scared, and they didn't even have the strength to resist. The bloody killings have created one cruel revenge after another.

"The whirlpool of power!"

Liu Fangfei, who had become the king of martial arts in the early stage, rose up, and his brilliant martial arts instantly took the surname of more than a dozen people. The number of enemy troops decreased rapidly, the cold sharp weapons crossed the flesh, and the red blood flew against the air.

"Brothers, after this game, Wang Xiaoshan is our 10th Battalion Team. Kill."

"Kill." ......

The one-sided slaughter is about to come to an end...