While Xie Yun was thinking about where the boss who managed him should go, Peng Hong and Zhu Tao were heading to the military camp with a hefty pace of 258,000 yuan.
You can go to the brothels at any time, and you can return to your twenties and thirties when you are in your seventies. After the war, you have plenty of time to go, but fighting is different. As high-quality Sanhe Five Schools and Central Guardsmen, they know how to fight.
The meaning of maintaining status before.
Although there is no need to talk about the status when you are in your twenties or thirties, as your status is already good, but Tian Zhong said that if you are going to fight a miracle like the Holy Death Cavalry, you still need to talk about your status to some extent.
"Let's go to the camp first to see what's going on with the kids. I heard my son say before that Lao Cao is not doing well here. He keeps saying he wants to run away. But I haven't seen him run away even after waiting here for so many years.
, this is not the case." Zhu Tao walked towards the school ground that Tian Zhong mentioned before, but was stopped before he could get through.
"Edict?" Zhu Tao looked at the resemblance of one of his old brothers in front of him, and immediately knew that it was his nephew's thing, "No, Xiaotian said that we should fight in based on our ability, and it will be proved if we fight in."
We are qualified, can I hit you?"
Hearing this, the veteran guarding the camp gate two steps away from Zhu Tao immediately made a move to parry, while an old man behind Zhu Tao crossed his arms and prepared to see how his son would resist his uncle.
After parrying, Zhu Tao raised his hand and punched out a physical air punch bag in the air. Then his son flew out and hit the camp wall. However, he was strong and was not injured. Of course, there were also
Zhu Tao has just regained his youth, and he still needs to get used to it, as well as the reason why he has withdrawn his third power.
"Baxiu, your son can do it. He received a punch from Brother Zhu and nothing happened." The old man on the side greeted Basiu next to him. Most of the reasons why these old guys didn't leave Lao Cao's side were
It's because my son is a soldier here and has a family business here.
"Except for endurance, I am useless." Basiu curled his lips and said, "I eat better than I did back then, and my results are not as good as when I was the same age, but I am indeed endurance. In the early years, when I was young, I sacrificed myself for him.
After adapting to the training, I put in a lot of effort and now I'm wearing armor. Brother Zhu doesn't need to put in any effort, it's just like that, he can withstand beatings very well."
Ba Xiu's son, Ba Chao, was beaten back and forth by Zhu Tao. Although Zhu Tao did not use his full strength, Ba Chao was completely unable to parry. He was beaten and flew around, but even if he was beaten, he could not even touch the ground.
Flying around on the ground, he can still curse his mother with great anger.
"Ba Xiu, come and take care of him." Zhu Tao practiced for a while, completed the warm-up, threw Ba Chao directly towards Basu, and then led others forward.
After Ba Chao was caught by Bas Xiu, he looked at the very familiar young man in front of him and didn't realize who he was.
"Hehehe." Basiu straightened up Bachao and laughed twice. After reaching the age of sixty, he rarely sparred with his son. "Baby, dad hasn't beaten you for many years. I don't know what you are doing."
I haven’t made any progress over the years. I just saw you getting beaten up before!”
The voice became more familiar, and so did the face, but Ba Chao really didn't realize that this guy who was half his age and about the same age as his son was his biological father.
"You're talking about your mother!" Ba Chao said with a bad mouth as a conditioned reflex.
Basiu was stunned for a moment, and the collagen on his face that was plump and rejuvenated became distorted and ferocious at this moment.
"Chao, daddy, please be a good boy. Don't talk nonsense when you meet someone you know but can't remember." Basiu stood up straight, and a strong sense of oppression was released from his body.
As Basu stood up straight, his dull heartbeat began to beat like a war drum. At this moment, Ba Chao realized that this was his father, because this special talent effect was his father's signature, and it was always his father's signature.
Something deep in his memory was activated with this heartbeat like a war drum, and Ba Chao rolled on the spot as a conditioned reflex, preparing to run away.
Ba Chao is considered an elite among the veterans under Cao's command. The triple smelting is not too high, but because his father used various means to consolidate the foundation of the adaptive base when he was relatively young, Ba Chao's survivability
He is at the forefront among veterans in both combat and actual combat.
But because of this, Ba Chao knows better than others how strong his own father is. As Ba Xiu's third son, when his eldest brother died young and his second brother died from a cavalry, and he has been with the old man for almost fifty years, he
He knows his father's strength better than others.
The last time Ba Chao heard this kind of accelerating heartbeat was more than ten years ago. Basu, who was just 60 years old at that time, demonstrated to Ba Chao a trick he created based on his six talents, placing his hope on his own.
The son can inherit this kind of life-saving and explosive power when he grows old.
Basuo's heartbeat that time was not as powerful as this time, nor as fast as this time. That time he was only pushed to death two hundred times, but this time it was close to the limit of human beings. Now Bachao estimated that his father's heartbeat was already at three hundred.
Once it was on, the burning blood was even visible to the naked eye.
"Chao, dad only punches you." The corners of Ba Xiu's mouth twitched up, but his smile clearly had a hint of evil. Then Ba Chao picked up his weapons and equipment and ran away without even thinking about it. Only the devil wants to fight you. Damn it.
, I am almost fifty years old, I can’t take your punch, I will die!
"Buzz!" There was a high-frequency sound. At the last moment, Ba Chao reflexively used the parrying posture taught by his father to use the center of the shield guard's big shield to catch Basu's punch. But just looking around the iron plate of the shield
The fine splatters of wood splattered out, the large shield that Ba Chao quickly released, and his red face showed that this blow was not so easy to withstand.
"Bullshit, what have you been practicing for all these years?" Basiu scolded with a bit of satisfaction and displeasure after Bachao blocked his punch.
Ba Chao wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to defend. He had no choice. He was almost fifty years old now and had only three levels of smelting. His father completed the six levels of smelting when he was fifty, and then spent seven years smelting the oath.
The bondage failed, and he was lying flat at the age of sixty. But looking at the similar condition of his own father and his son, he knew that the so-called bondage and smelting failure of the oath was probably an illusion.
The biological father of the seventh level, the third level of myself, shit, I can take a punch, it seems very awesome!
Bachao suddenly realized this.
"Why are you laughing? You barely passed the test. Dad will take care of you in this battle." Basiu slapped his son angrily, "You are forty-seven, why do you need triple smelting!"
"I collapsed at one level before, otherwise I would have been at level four, and I'm already pretty good." Ba Chao came over in a hurry. It's so safe to have his own father leading the team. Be a captain and fuck with my father.
"Why didn't I collapse? You worked so hard!" Another slap. He hadn't spanked his son since he was sixty years old. Now that he was young, he recalled the times when he spanked his son in the past. "Where's my grandson?"
"Bayou, I sent him to handle logistics." Bachao quickly replied.
"How come one is not as good as the other?" Basiu said with a headache. His son is not as good as him, and his grandson is not as good as his son.
"Who are you? You are a strong man who has been fighting from Pingqiang to now. How can we compare?" Ba Chao tried his best to praise his own father. This is his backer. Do you understand?
"When will your adaptive ability be complete? Can you withstand will attacks? I think your resistance to shock, piercing, and cutting is quite good." Basiu said with a little tiredness. At the age of seventy, of course, he
It must be said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but now that he has returned to twenty-six, he cannot easily accumulate some capital for his children and grandchildren. He is much better than his own children and grandchildren.
"It's far from enough. After a certain level, adaptive skills stop growing." Bachao was also helpless, "According to this situation, if you want to succeed, you have no hope in this life."
"Oh, it seems I have to take action myself." Basiu said helplessly, "Dad, I still have a few years of youth, so I'll give you more practice then. Anyway, your dad and I can use our bodies to produce most types of attack patterns. When the time comes,
I'll give you some practice time and let you go to the battlefield and take off this layer of armor. I don't think it's possible. But if you don't take off this layer of armor, the enemy's tricks will make your adaptive ability continue to grow, even if you are not far away from death.
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Let me tell you, this is not empty talk. After your adaptive talents have developed to a certain level, and you want to continue to grow with this layer of armor, you have to meet an opponent who can penetrate the armor, and the armor can be penetrated by you.
Most people will definitely die.
"Thank you, dad." Ba Chao nodded repeatedly. Dad's action would hurt at most, so he must be fine.
"Stop talking nonsense. Those who are here this time are all your father's old buddies. You should try to build relationships with them. Some of them are very adaptable. Learn from their experience." Basiu said angrily.
At the same time, in this new camp, Zhu Tao, Peng Hong and others have determined their hegemony. Although this group of people have not been in the military camp for a long time, they have not left Kandahar for so many years. To put it bluntly, isn't it because their sons are in Kandahar?
And he is willing to join the war instead of giving an oath to bind others. To put it bluntly, isn't it because his son is also a soldier?
Some even have not one son serving in the army, but two or three sons serving in the army.
It sounds unreasonable, but the benefits of being a soldier are the best these days. In addition, the quality of these old guys is there, and the training of their sons is okay. Even Basiu thinks that his son is totally incompetent, but this
In these days, triple smelting, veterans who can consider things like Dacheng Adaptive, even if they are placed in the Ganges, are elite centurions.
In addition to the children of these old guys, the older ones are almost sixty now, and the younger ones are all in their forties or fifties. After calculation, the older ones have already served as soldiers during the Yellow Turban years, and the younger ones are also
I became a soldier during Dong Zhuo's reign, and at that time, the situation was relatively chaotic. At least being a soldier would have food to eat. It would be better if I had the opportunity to change my career later, but if I didn't have the chance, I would have to do this.
Therefore, when people like Zhu Tao and Peng Hong rushed in and began to determine their status, there were not many people who resisted. On the one hand, the gap in strength was indeed huge, and on the other hand, they were in their forties and in their prime.
Many of the veterans are the nephews of these people, and those who are in their fifties and approaching sixty and about to retire will recognize who these people are later, even if they don't recognize them at first.
"Okay, listen to me now. Those who have begun to smelt and are bound by the oath, stand here." Zhu Tao stirred up the air, controlled the vibration, and amplified his voice so that all the soldiers in the field could hear it.
Forty or fifty old men who were close to sixty years old and came from the Central Guards quickly stood in the direction pointed by Zhu Tao. They did not believe that Zhu Tao and his group had smelted their oaths by themselves. If that was the case, those people would have been there long ago.
I've been showing off here for ten years.
After all, none of the few talents of the Southern Army are normal. The simplest oath binds ten people to smelt. Eight people failed. For the remaining two, one may recover a few years, and the remaining one is somewhat likely to succeed. And the defense accumulation
, for most people, there is no way to accumulate if they keep melting.
They are all cheating talents, not to mention the stripping and reorganization of talents. So far, only one person has succeeded in smelting them. Only one person has successfully smelted them in the disintegration of the demon. As of now, no one has succeeded in the corpse feast. They are all ruined.
So after hearing Zhu Tao's greeting to those bound by the smelting oath, I quickly ran over.
"Very good, you go to Xie Yun's side, go now." Zhu Tao glanced at him and found that most of these people had served as the Central Guards with him when he was about to retire.
"Then those who have been smelted at the fifth level or above will come here." After Zhu Tao dismissed these former subordinates, he greeted the other elite centurions.
Although there were doubts, Zhu Tao's identity was now basically clear. As the military camp has always respected the strong, a group of elite veterans did not waste any time and quickly gathered around.
"That's it?" Zhu Tao looked at Xu Yuan and asked, "What's the matter? There aren't more than five levels of smelting than us old guys?"
"Uncle Zhu, just treat yourself as a human being." Xu Yuan said helplessly, "These days, after experiencing the changes in the sky and the curse of world consciousness, there are very few people above the fifth level."
"There is a legion of Holy Death Cavalry. We only have 600 people in total. I can beat ten guys who are not single-target miracles. Can you?" Zhu Tao looked at Xu Yuan speechlessly. This is a fart. Co-authored
There are only over 200 smelters of level five or above in the military camp.
"Only 1,300 of the Holy Death Riders can survive." Xu Yuan looked at Zhu Tao helplessly, "Don't you even know how many opponents there are?"
"Thirteen hundred people, you are so stupid, just kill him!" Peng Hong said with a dark face. Because he was over seventy years old, he no longer paid attention to this. He thought that the Holy Death Cavalry and Dou Xian's personal guards
Likewise, it is a full-strength 5,000-man army, with a total strength of only 1,000 and 3 people. Why are you so cautious? Why are you so cautious? Directly attack. With such a small number of people, how can you still kill the main force?
"The maneuverability is high, and there are high-speed maneuvering assault riders to assist from the side." Xu Yuan sighed, "The front is too hard, the maneuverability is high, and it is still in double-strike mode. It is impossible to stop it."
It's the end of the month, how many of you can vote? The author will probably hit the worst level in the past three to five years this month.