Death Row Ability: Blood Battle Level Up

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing armor but with a bookish look walked in from outside the camp with a book under the escort of two personal guards.

"Master Zhang!"

Seeing the visitor, everyone in the camp stood up and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded, walked to the seat and sat down directly.

A middle-aged man named Zhang Ci is in charge of recruiting new soldiers in various camps in Yunqi City. He is also responsible for assigning and recruiting soldiers. This is why so many people are so respectful.

Because you have offended this soldier, he will put some crooked melons and cracked dates in your hands to see if you feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Ci placed the book in his hand on the table in front of him and slowly opened it.

Without further ado, he said directly, "A total of more than 8,000 people went through the recruitment assessment yesterday."

"There are 3,121 people who passed the physical fitness test without any cultivation."

"There are two hundred and thirty-eight people with cultivation."

"There are five hundred and sixty-nine people with special skills."

"Three thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight people in total."

Having said this, Zhang Ci raised his head and looked at everyone else, "Currently, excluding the soldiers who were lost before, the main army should have a total of more than 8,000 people in the major camps. These people are enough to make up for the loss of the entire army."

"Then let's each report how many people we need to add."

As soon as he finished speaking, the camp suddenly fell into silence. Everyone looked at each other and could only hear bursts of breathing.

Suddenly, someone stood up and said, "Master Zhang, I'm applying for an additional 200 men in my battalion. I don't want much. Half of them have cultivation skills and the other half are ordinary soldiers."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the speaker, their eyes widened.

I thought: You look so ugly when you eat, you have to eat so much by yourself.

In the next second, another person stood up and said, "You dare to swallow so many people in a mere camp of 700 people. Can you handle it?"

"If you ask me, your conditions are just right for me. I am a strong battalion with a thousand people and I am short of people."

Soon, another person sitting on the side retorted, "You even strengthen the camp. You were ripped off by the barbarians, and I don't know who saved you. If you dare to ask for so much, I will swallow the rest."

"Are you looking for trouble?"

"So what if I'm looking for trouble? I forgot that you still owe me three hundred good horses, but you ended up not paying me back if you said you wouldn't."

"Fuck you, grandma, I haven't even told you about your fucking robbery of my loot."

"I just robbed you, you don't owe me anything."

"His grandma's, do you want to touch it?"

"Just a touch, a touch."

At this time, a clod of earth flew out of nowhere and hit one of them on the forehead.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The clod is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.

The battalion commander touched the dirt on his forehead. His face turned from green to black, and then from black to red. He suddenly slapped the table and said, "If you dare to do anything, then don't take it. I'll see if I don't kill you today."

Unexpectedly, the other person did not hesitate at all. He lifted the table and said, "Then don't do anything. I have tolerated you for a long time."

In the blink of an eye, the two battalion commanders collided and started fighting.

This action seemed to ignite the anger of the other people in the camp. Those who were close to him went up to help, and those who were close to him also started to help.

Just like this, a group fight started in more than thirty camps.

After the master sat down, Zhang Ci sat firmly in front of the table and was even in the mood to pour himself a cup of tea.

On the side, his personal guard saw this scene and couldn't help but said, "Sir, won't you try to persuade me?"

Zhang Ci raised his head and said calmly with an expression he was accustomed to, "What are you trying to persuade them to do? Let them fight. This is what happens every year when they meet."

"It's good to have a fight. It can dissipate all the resentment and anger accumulated for a year, so that we can talk about things properly. Otherwise, if we talk about it directly, believe it or not, we won't be able to talk about it for a month."

Hearing this, the two guards were also stunned. There is such a way to express feelings.

But yes, to be able to become the battalion commander of the direct legion under Zhenbei Hou, the cultivation requirements are at least innate.

If a fight really breaks out, it won't be such a petty fight.

They also saw that these battalion commanders were currently engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and no one used their true energy. It seemed that they were really consuming their own energy.

Half an hour passed quickly.

The group fight in the camp is also coming to an end.

If you want to continue to fight, you can stand up and fight. If you don't want to, just sit on the ground and watch.

Finally, when the last two battalion commanders sat down on the ground, it was all over.

But although the movements on the hands have ended, the communication on the lips is still going on.

"Damn it, who could be so cruel and bite me on the ass?"

A battalion commander touched his buttocks and found a tooth mark.

But when he saw the person next to him, he stopped cursing for an instant. He saw that two pieces of clothes on the other person's chest were scratched, revealing two...

"Laugh if you want."

The battalion commander, who was holding his chest, looked at the red faces of the people around him and said angrily.

"Ha ha ha ha."

As soon as he said this, the people around him couldn't help laughing.

Each of them had some injuries more or less, but nothing serious.

At this time, Zhang Ci's voice sounded, "Have you finished the beating? Pack your things quickly after the beating, or else don't think about asking for anyone this time."

"I directly suggest that General Shen list several battalions separately."

Hearing this, everyone immediately got up from the ground and cleaned up.

Soon after, everyone sat back in their seats, and the atmosphere in the camp was not as stiff as it was at the beginning.

"okay."

Zhang Ci glanced at everyone, "Now start talking to me properly. If anyone talks nonsense, get out."

Seeing that no one was angry, he continued, "Then, let's start from the first person..."

Before he finished speaking, the tent curtain suddenly opened, and a soldier ran in from the outside and quickly came to Zhang Ci's ear and said something.

After hearing this, Zhang Ci looked stunned, then nodded, "Then please come in."

After the soldier walked out, the curtain was soon opened, and a young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked in.

When the people present saw the person coming, they were startled and quickly stood up.

"Vice Captain Qi, why are you interested in coming here today?"

Zhang Ci stepped forward and greeted.

The man cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhang, I came with a mission."

"Oh, what mission did General Shen give you?"

Zhang Ci was instantly interested.

The man looked at the others and said slowly, "Come here to find a group of reserve soldiers for General Shen."

Upon hearing this, the others present were stunned.

After coming back to their senses, none of them looked very good-looking.

It sounds nice to say that they are here to find people, but in fact they are just here to steal people.

Zhang Ci didn't react much and just asked, "I remember that General Shen's personal guards have always been fine. Why are they suddenly recruiting people?"

The man surnamed Qi said bluntly, "Because the master will be transferred soon and some people will be taken away, so this is to prepare in advance."

"oh."

Zhang Ci looked surprised, "Why was he suddenly transferred? Could it be..."

Suddenly, a look of shock appeared in Zhang Ci's eyes, and he looked at the man named Qi in front of him, "Vice Captain Qi, have you made a breakthrough?"

The man surnamed Qi smiled slightly and said, "I had a lucky breakthrough not long ago."

"hiss!"

Zhang Ci took a breath after hearing the exact answer.

He had heard about this man's glorious deeds in the past.

His name is Qi Sheng, and he comes from the Qi family in the imperial capital. He was a famous genius in the imperial capital when he was young.

He became an innate warrior at the age of twenty. Not long ago, he was still in the middle stage of the innate stage, but now he has broken through to the late stage of the innate stage.

A twenty-three-year-old late-stage Xiantian warrior, no wonder his master would be transferred away. This was obviously to make way for his apprentice.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ci put aside the shock in his heart and said bluntly, "General Shen is the main leader in everything. Captain Qi, you can choose this group first."

There was a lot more kindness in these words.

At the age of twenty-three, in the late congenital stage, he will definitely achieve the status of a grandmaster in the future, and may even get a glimpse of a great grandmaster. There is no harm in being friends with such a person.

What's more, the other party came with a mission.

Seeing Zhang Ci speak, the other battalion commanders had nothing to say at all.

Because they couldn't afford to offend this man named Qi.

Although it sounds like he is just a vice-captain, he is a member of the personal bodyguards, following General Shen at all times. There is also a master who is the captain of the personal bodyguards and a half-step master-level warrior.

This kind of person, let alone these battalion commanders, even some generals have to be polite when they see this kind of person.

Because who knows whether something that should be said or not might reach General Shen's ears from his mouth.

Zhang Ci was not stingy and placed the book on the table in front of Qi Sheng.

Qi Sheng is not polite, or he doesn't need to be polite.

On the side, Zhang Ci said, "I wonder how many reserve soldiers General Shen needs?"

Qi Sheng said while flipping through the pages, "My master should take eight personal soldiers with him, so I also need eight reserve soldiers here. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has any good ideas here for me to pick from."

Good seedling?

Zhang Ci thought for a while and then said, "Speaking of good prospects, there is indeed one."

"What kind of good seedling?"

"With just physical strength, he can easily lift a stone load of 500 kilograms with one arm."

"oh!"

Qi Sheng's expression was also shocked. One arm can lift a stone load of five hundred kilograms. So the strength of both arms is at least one thousand kilograms. It is still pure physical strength. It can definitely be regarded as a good seedling.

"What's his name?" Qi Sheng asked.

"Li Dao."

"Li Dao?"

Hearing this name, Qi Sheng couldn't help but frown.

Zhang Ci had been paying attention to Qi Sheng. When he saw this scene, he asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Qi Sheng shook his head, "Maybe I'm overthinking it."

It should just be the same name. The dandy who defiled Princess Mingyue is already dead.

Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably depressed.

I remember that when he first met Princess Mingyue in the imperial capital when he was a boy, he was shocked by her peerless appearance, and he has never forgotten her.

The reason why he was able to break through the late stage of innateness at such an age was that, in addition to his own talent, he also had the idea of improving his status so that he could be closer to Princess Mingyue in the future, and even had the ambition to have a romantic relationship with her.

But he never thought that before he could make any achievements, the news that Princess Mingyue had been defiled would come to the imperial capital.

If Princess Mingyue was married, he wouldn't be so angry.

With His Majesty's love for Princess Mingyue, he will definitely find her a man who is well-matched to her family. His status and status must be good, and he will accept her defeat.

But the point is that Princess Mingyue was defiled by someone, especially when the other party was a down-and-out third-class earl and a loser.

This made him feel unbalanced for a while.

Even being able to break through to the late Xiantian stage this time was because he heard the news during his training and became so angry that he became possessed on the spot, forcing him to forcefully break the mirror.

Fortunately, he was lucky and succeeded in breaking through with the help of his master who sacrificed his life, otherwise it would be difficult not to die now.

This made him hate Li Dao even more.

At the same time, deep down in his heart, there was actually a sense of envy and jealousy.

Sometimes I even think that it would be better if he were that dude, even if it is worth sacrificing his identity as a young genius.

In short, now that he hears this name, he feels very uncomfortable, even if it is just a person with the same name.

After Qi Sheng came to his senses, he asked again, "The physique is good, and it can be considered as a natural supernatural power. What about his cultivation? Has he practiced any practice?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ci thought of the report of the person below, frowned and said, "I don't have any cultivation. I heard that he himself said that he was born unable to practice."

"Can't practice?"

Qi Sheng frowned, "No, simple strength is not enough to be a soldier of General Shen. You must have cultivation."

"General Shen's personal soldiers will receive personal guidance from General Shen and me, and their strength will improve in a short period of time."

"The Li Dao you mentioned is indeed powerful in terms of his natural divine power, but his innate divine power at most makes him comparable to acquired warriors of the third and lower grades. If he wants to officially join the Guards, he must be at least the third grade of the acquired ones."

"So, it's OK to have a poor physical constitution, but your cultivation talent must be good."

Hearing this, Zhang Ci could only find some suitable people for Qi Sheng.

After a stick of incense.

After careful selection, eight people were finally found who could satisfy Qi Sheng.

Looking at the list in his hand, Qi Sheng nodded with satisfaction, "I really need to trouble you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ci shook his head, "No trouble, I'm just doing things for General Shen."

"Okay, then I'll come over to pick you up in a few days."

Just as Qi Sheng was about to leave, something suddenly occurred to his mind and he stopped again.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Ci asked, "Deputy Qi, is there anything else?"

Qi Sheng said bluntly, "It's nothing, I just want to give you a suggestion, Mr. Zhang."

"Oh, what advice?"

"Didn't Lord Zhang mention a man named Li Dao who was born with supernatural power?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

Qi Sheng smiled slightly, "There's no problem. I just think that this kind of person is a born warrior. I personally think that a challenging place like Huangsha Town Camp is more suitable for him. I don't know what Mr. Zhang thinks. "

Huangsha Town Camp?

Zhang Ci frowned. He knew how much he knew about this camp. It was also directly affiliated with Zhenyuan Hou Zhong's direct camp, but this camp was very special.

Even among all the camps of the 150,000-strong army in Yunzhou, it had the highest death rate.

Of course, this does not mean that this camp is weak, so the death rate is high.

In terms of soldiers' combat effectiveness, the actual combat effectiveness of the Huangsha Town Camp ranks among the top ten among the hundreds of camps in Yunzhou.

The reason why it is so powerful and has a high mortality rate is because most of the people in this camp are soldiers from other camps who made mistakes or disobeyed discipline and were therefore excluded.

Therefore, Huangsha Town Daying has another name.

'Spiky Head Camp'

Eighty percent of the people in the entire camp are thorns, and another 20% are thorns among thorns.

In short, it is a very contradictory military camp.