Xiao Yun smiled slightly: "Of course there is, in our entire underworld, all the troops are collectively called Netherworld Guards. Underneath Guards are Netherworld Gold Guards, Netherworld Silver Guards, Netherworld Copper Guards and Netherworld Iron Guards, and in our Netherworld Iron Guards
The following are divided into four camps: Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu, and I am the boss of the Netherworld Iron Guard Vermilion Bird Camp."
"Boss is mighty." Lin Feng couldn't help shouting.
Xiao Yun just smiled slightly at Lin Feng's slap, and then said, "Okay, you guys go down."
After saying that, Xiao Yun waved his hand to everyone.
Wang Kui bowed and said, "Yes, boss." After that, Wang Kui took Lin Feng and the drunkard out of the camp, collected two clothes from the quartermaster office, and then equipped them with war horses.[
Although Lin Feng was disdainful of this armor, it was an army and it was necessary to dress uniformly. So Lin Feng put the Overlord Armor in his clothes as an inner armor, and covered the outer layer of dark iron armor unique to the Netherworld Iron Guard.
Lin Feng himself is burly. After wearing that iron armor, he looks more domineering, like a general, but the drunkard is not the case. Not only is he short, but more importantly, he is finally hunched.
With his age, how do you think of the old, weak, sick and disabled gatekeepers?
After Wang Kui took Lin Feng and the drunkard to collect his clothes and war horses, he arranged a tent for them. After everything was done, he went back alone.
After seeing Wang Kui off, Lin Feng looked at the drunkard. The drunkard looked at Lin Feng, and his eyes showed no signs. He never expected that they were arrested as soldiers as soon as they arrived in the underworld. However, it seemed that if they were lying here, they would be scrambled here.
, not bad, maybe I can still be a general in the future.
Of course, these are not what Lin Feng wants, but if you do well in this army, it will be easier to find Ling Xue in the future. The more you think about it, the more you become, the more you become, the more you messed up. Finally, the drunkard went back to sleep, and Lin Feng was also
Have a rest.
No matter what, they were still very tired from teleporting from the human world to the underworld and never had a good rest. Tonight was naturally a rare opportunity.
One night talk, early the next morning.
There were a burst of messy footsteps outside the camp. Lin Feng immediately opened his eyes, quickly put on his armor, and left the camp. He saw many soldiers heading towards the martial arts field at this time. It seemed that the martial arts competition started today.
This really made Lin Feng feel a little uncomfortable.
The tent of the drunkard was not far from Lin Feng. Soon, the drunkard woke up, and the two went straight to the martial arts training ground.
The martial arts venue is located directly east of this camp. There is a large open space with various flags surrounded by them. Lin Feng doesn’t quite understand what these flags have. It is probably a symbol.
When the two came to the near the martial arts stadium, they found that there were already crowds of people, with more than 100,000 people. Lin Feng never thought that there would be so many people in a small Zhuque camp. That's not counting.
There were still people coming in from behind.
With such a large formation, how to compete? Lin Feng is not very clear. If this is one-on-one, even if it is a single-round elimination, it will probably take many days.
However, it is obvious that Lin Feng’s concerns are redundant, because the rules were announced soon.
Time is not long. In the middle of the martial arts field, a young man in the red robe, handsome, stood there, majestic, bowed and turned around: "Everyone, I, Xiao Yun, the commander of the Netherworld Iron Guard, Suzaku Camp, is now
It is the announcement of the rules of this year's Wubi."
The young man in red robe who was speaking was actually Xiao Yun. Lin Feng stood at the edge of the group of onlookers. Looking at the center of the field, he couldn't see clearly, but Xiao Yun's voice was extremely loud, running through the entire audience, every The warriors could clearly hear what he said. Lin Feng thought to himself: If this were in modern society, such an effect could be achieved without a microphone at all. This is simply incredible. It is not difficult to understand if it is brought here. After all, Xiao Yun is also a sensible person. A strong man at the peak level of the Divine Mirror can do this.
I have to say that Xiao Yun has great prestige in the Vermillion Bird Camp. As soon as his voice began, the noisy scene immediately became quiet.
Xiao Yun looked at the soldiers around him and smiled and said, "Everyone, you are all elites of my Suzaku Camp. Today, the annual Netherworld Guard Martial Arts officially begins. I wish you all this time I have achieved good results in the competition, so I will briefly talk about the rules of martial arts.”
Xiao Yun glanced at everyone and continued, "In the first round, I was catching the flag. Because there were many people going to participate in the martial arts competition this time, it was impossible to compete one-on-one. So, In one round, the competition was conducted in the form of winning the flag. In a while, I will send a special person to plant a hundred flags around the martial arts field on the opposite hill. After the competition began, everyone went straight to the opposite hill and took it first. Any of the flags, then brought back to the camp, and selected one hundred excellent soldiers for the next round of competition. The others lost the qualification to continue the competition. Everyone understood. Is it?"
"I understand." The voices of more than 100,000 people resounded throughout the martial arts field.[
"In addition, all centurions and above do not need to participate in this round of competition and directly advance to the next round." Xiao Yun added.
Lin Feng nodded secretly. This is a good idea. Moreover, the centurion did not participate in this round. In this way, some people would avoid using their rights and organize a large group to grab the flag. However, Lin Feng also knew that although this time People with the position of centurion or above will not participate, but there are also sergeants, and even those small teams are inevitable.
"Senior, help me grab a flag later." Lin Feng turned his head and whispered to the drunkard.
"I won't go anymore. It's boring to compete with these little kids at such an old age. Why would I find a place where no one is drinking?" The drunkard smiled.
Lin Feng looked embarrassed when he heard this, but he soon had an idea: "Senior, you can help me win a flag successfully, so I will give you three sips of Jiuhan Ice Fruit Wine."
When the drunkard heard Jiuhan Bing Fruit Wine, he immediately became energetic, but he was also an old monster who had lived for so many years. His eyes rolled and he said, "I don't want three, I want a gourd."
When Lin Feng heard this, he said, "Good guy, this drunkard was taking advantage of the situation. Lin Feng quickly shook his head and said, "No, there are only three."
"A gourd."
"Three."
The drunkard had a long dispute with Lam Feng, but finally ended with Lam Feng winning. However, Lam Feng always felt a little uneasy, because although the drunkard agreed to three sips of wine in the end, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.
"No." Lin Feng suddenly understood why the drunkard suddenly agreed to him, and couldn't help but feel regretful. He discussed with the drunkard again and decided to hire him for help with a gourd wine, but this time the drunkard said that he would need three sips of wine, and Don't have a gourd.
Sure enough, this drunkard planned to drink one gourd wine in one mouthful. If there were three mouthfuls, it would be three gourds. How could he not make a profit with such a cheap price?
In the end, the dispute ended with Lin Feng's defeat. Just as Lin Feng and the drunkard had finished arguing, the task of winning the flag had already begun.