Because Zhanxiong was avoiding a wasp, he accidentally touched a torch, which happened to fall on the signal bomb.
So, after the fuse burned out, a flare with a long tail... streaked across the sky like a meteor.
With a bang, fireworks exploded.
The battle has just begun!
After seeing the signal flares going off, all units issued orders in unison, and each thunderbolt bead gifted by the God of Death was launched into the predetermined area by the catapult.
After three rounds of bombings, the special forces and squadrons stationed everywhere quickly assembled their troops and went into battle.
The whole process was rigorous and orderly, without any panic.
The soldiers of the North and South Battalions who were responsible for guarding the perimeter and were still shocked by the three loud noises just now, saw the silent special forces in front of them and couldn't help but admire them deeply.
Praise them for their command and prohibition, and praise their quick and effective actions.
After each captain gave an order, all troops moved quickly. Soldiers holding crossbows and responsible for long-range sniping, with the help of their companions, quickly climbed to various commanding heights, preparing to cover the advance of other troops.
The soldiers in groups of three downstairs were moving forward quickly.
There were three of them, taking turns covering each other, and like ghosts, they quickly approached the front.
Occasionally, a Qingcheng Demon Dao covered in blood would rush out from inside. Before the Qingcheng Demon Dao could even say a word, he was shot through the head with a crossbow by the soldier responsible for covering him.
Occasionally, a large number of Qingcheng demons rush out from various alleys, and their momentum is very fierce. But helpless, this group of special forces is equipped with the latest research and development of the Great Zhou Engineering Department, the continuous crossbow.
After a volley of fire, countless people were hit by arrows.
Occasionally, two lucky ones who were still breathing were shot through the mouth by a cold arrow from the crossbowman occupying the highest point.
"This *** is simply a killing machine!" Behind him, the Beiying general who was responsible for the support, after seeing the swift and effective actions of the special forces who were cutting grass... couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said with lingering fear.
"There are no false warriors under the reputation!" A general who came over to watch the excitement saw this one-sided battle, nodded with a wry smile, and said with sincerity, "The whip of the God of War is so powerful!"
The battle went as smoothly as ever... covering, alternating, climbing, sneaking, advancing, assassinating, lurking, sniping, close combat... teamwork. After the dense content on the training syllabus was implemented in this battle, those
The special forces who participated in the operation were surprised to find that...the training that they usually shouted and cursed every day turned out to be so fast and effective.
The cooperation between them is so close that they are like brothers who have a clear understanding of each other. Just a gesture can achieve the order and prohibition that usually requires beating a drum to be effective. Moreover, the concealment is extremely high, and there is no fear of being discovered.
When the team leader gave the signal to attack, three or five brothers... each performing their duties... broke into each other's hiding place. What they saw were pairs of frightened and uneasy eyes.
They... didn't even have any defense at all.
The fighting continues. The massacre also continues.
The whip of the God of War, which had just begun to show its edge, showed frightening combat effectiveness in this small trial battle.
When the last black light flashed, Zhan Xiong pushed a Qingcheng demon to the ground. Looking at the blood that kept coming out of his throat, Zhan Xiong looked away indifferently and hid the black dagger in his hand.
into the scabbard.
"Captain!" A subordinate, with joy in his eyes, ran over to Zhan Xiong and reported the situation of the battle. He killed more than 500 enemies and suffered less than 50 casualties. Such a brilliant record,
This is the first time in the entire Great Week.
Listening to the soldier's report on the battle situation, the special forces soldiers who were sitting aside and resting all had expressions of surprise on their faces, whispering in low voices, unable to conceal their excitement in their words.
However, Zhan Xiong frowned slightly.
After taking the official document and looking at it, he absentmindedly handed it into the soldier's hands.
"Have you found the body of No. 1?" Zhan Xiong is concerned about the ultimate boss. At this time, if he doesn't see his body, he will probably run around the city tomorrow.
"Not found! Target No. 1 is no longer here!" The soldier shook his head and replied affirmatively.
"Are you sure?" Zhan Xiong's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed and asked with difficulty.
"Yes, I'm sure!" Seeing the captain's serious expression, the soldier didn't dare to joke around and nodded in a deep voice.
"Damn it, it's over now!" Zhan Xiong thought of the military advisor's punishment and felt sad in his heart.
"Captain, why...why is it over!" The subordinates were puzzled. Why was the captain still so pessimistic when the battle situation was so good?
"Hey!" Zhan Xiong sighed, put his hand on the soldier's shoulder, looked at the dark night ahead, and said dejectedly, "Tomorrow, your captain and I will be famous in Kyoto!"
Damn it, Luo Ben, I’m so embarrassed!
I remembered that early tomorrow morning, I would take a dozen squadron leaders with me, then run around naked, with countless eyeballs falling behind me.
Hey, this is probably the most beautiful scenery in Tokyo Kaiten!
Zhan Xiong sighed, tears glistening in his eyes.
In the Huainan Palace, Wu Ningyuan looked at the battle report that had just been sent from the front line in his hand, stroking his beard, nodding his head, and kept praising it.
"Haha, these bastards!" Wu Ningyuan laughed and handed the battle report to Lu Heng.
Lu Heng took it and took a look, smiled slightly, not too happy, and then handed it to Zhang Wenshan.
"Five hundred enemies were wiped out. We only had 28 killed and only 20 injured?" Zhang Wenshan looked at the numbers on the battle report in surprise and raised his head to look at Wu Ningyuan in surprise.
"Well!" Wu Ningyuan couldn't hide the joy in his eyes and said happily; "These bastards don't know how to save some backup. Now, I guess my royal brother is going to ask for someone!"
Just when he was feeling proud, he saw Lu Heng beside him, his expression was dull, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with the situation of the battle.
"Uh........., why does Yongzheng look like this?" Wu Ningyuan looked at Lu Heng in astonishment. When he saw him smiling slightly, he couldn't help but wonder. Pointing to the battle report in Zhang Wenshan's hand,
He asked in surprise: "Is it possible that such a brilliant achievement cannot be noticed by you?"
"Ha...it's okay!" Seeing the two old men smiling happily, Lu Heng couldn't bear to spare their interest, so he just smiled and nodded in agreement.
How could such a look escape the eyes of Zhang Wenshan and Wu Ningyuan.
Zhang Wenshan stepped forward, glanced at the battle report in his hand...and then passed it to Princess Ankang, who was a little stunned.
Seeing that Princess Ankang was looking at Lu Heng in confusion like the prince. Zhang Wenshan coughed, and then he woke up the stunned Princess Ankang. Ah!
Princess Ankang took a look at the battle report in a panic, and immediately covered her mouth in surprise: "Ah, so powerful?"
Oh, is it awesome?
Lu Heng smiled, but sighed slightly in his heart.
"If Yongzheng has anything to say, it's okay to say it. Between you and me, do we still need to be so cautious about what we say?" Wu Ningyuan saw Lu Heng's dissatisfaction, walked over directly, and looked at Lu Heng steadily.
"Oh, then I'll say it!" Lu Heng thought for a while, looked at Wu Ningyuan and said with a smile.
"But it doesn't matter!" Wu Ningyuan laughed and said straightforwardly.
Lu Heng smiled, took the battle report from Princess Ankang, took a look at it, shook the paper regretfully, and said lightly: "Actually, this battle situation is not very brilliant! Hehe, it is even a little hard to handle!
"
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you know about these soldiers being so powerful!" Princess Ankang couldn't see Lu Heng's disappointed eyes and said angrily.
Wu Ningyuan frowned, looked at Princess Ankang quietly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Ankang, don't talk too much!"
"Oh!" Seeing Uncle Eighth Emperor's cold face, Princess Ankang didn't dare to make a mistake. However, those beautiful eyes were still staring at Lu Heng, angrily waiting for him to see what tricks he could come up with.
Come.
Lu Heng just smiled at her glare and didn't care.
He flipped through the battle report with both hands, smiled, raised his head, looked at Wu Ningyuan, and said lightly: "Haha, first of all, judging from the current quality of the soldiers of the God of War's Whip, it should be pretty good to achieve such a record.
Yes! Mr. Ning Yuan, you have also put in a lot of effort!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I know that's not what you mean, let's get to the point!" Wu Ning glared at him angrily, looking at Lu Heng expectantly, waiting for the second half of his sentence.
Lu Heng smiled and looked at the list of dead soldiers in the battle report. He looked at it quietly for a long time, then turned his head and suddenly asked Wu Ning Yuandao, "How many years have these soldiers been in the army?"
"At least five years old |" These soldiers were reviewed by Wu Ningyuan himself, the way of nature. Therefore, when Lu Heng asked, Wu Ningyuan gave an honest answer.
However, what puzzled him was, what was the use of Lu Heng asking these questions?
"Five years, five years of bloody fighting, they have grown from ordinary soldiers to lieutenants, which can be regarded as one in a thousand!" Lu Heng said with a look of regret; "It can be said that they represent what they represent among other conventional troops.
The strength is definitely more than a hundred! Now, twenty-eight were killed in one fell swoop, twenty-eight! These are the elites of an army with a hundred ranks!"
Turning his head, Wu Ningyuan seemed to understand something and lowered his head in silence. Lu Heng sighed and said slowly: "Originally, the intensity of this battle was not high, it was just a bandit suppression. Although, the opponent was some people in the world.
Qingcheng Demon Dao. But compared with the Turks, who do you think is more powerful?"
"I understand!" Wu Ningyuan also put away the joy on his face, nodded and sighed.
Looking up and seeing Yong Zheng's burning eyes, Wu Ningyuan took a deep breath and cupped his hands to Lu Heng and said, "Hey, Yong Zheng's words woke me up, but I got a little carried away with my pride!"
"Then what do you mean by what counts as victory?" Princess Ankang couldn't hold it in any longer. She stepped forward and pointed at Lu Heng and asked.
"Ankang, stand down!" Wu Ningyuan's face darkened, he stared at Ankang and shouted in a deep voice.
Strictly speaking, women are not allowed to enter the harem here. The reason why Wu Ningyuan let her come in was because she was the apple of his eye, and also because Ankang was also quite insightful in strategy.
"Ha, it's okay!" Lu Heng smiled at Wu Ningyuan, turned his head, looked at Princess Ankang who was pouting in front of him, and no longer had any thoughts of teasing.
He just glanced at her lightly and then looked away.
"In my mind, in tonight's operation, it is best that none of the soldiers of the God of War's Whip are killed. Oh, at most, they are only slightly injured! This is considered a victory!"
After that, seeing Princess Ankang wanting to refute him, Lu Heng raised his hand and directly stopped her from asking, but continued to say in a deep voice: "You know... tonight's actions, strictly speaking, are not
It’s a battle, actually it’s a low-intensity training!”
After Lu Heng thought for a while, he said calmly: "The soldiers of the God of War's Whip are equipped with the best equipment in the Zhou Dynasty. They are armed to the teeth. Moreover, they have also undergone special training. However, they are just to deal with a group of Qingcheng.
The Demonic Way has failed like this. It really shouldn’t have happened!”
After Lu Heng sighed, he turned his head, looked at Princess Ankang, and suddenly asked, "What if the opponent is a Turk? Then the battle damage rate is not what it is now!"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone fell silent. Even Ankang glared at Lu Heng and did not refute again.
"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime!"
Lu Heng turned his head, looked at Wu Ningyuan who was deep in thought, and faintly said the slogan he said to Chu Xuliang when he was in Jiangning.
Seeing Wu Ningyuan raise his head, Lu Heng smiled, then took out from his sleeve the training outline that he had spent several days compiling when he was in Jiangning, and handed it to Wu Ningyuan's hand; "Whip of the God of War"
It’s not easy to train soldiers, so let’s share this with you!”
Wu Ningyuan took the thin pages, opened them with the faint light of the torch and took a look, then his eyes widened. He raised his head and looked at Lu Heng in disbelief: "This, this is from the Snow Wolf Camp.
Training outline?”
A few days ago, Chu Xuliang led his troops to Beijing to receive a seal, and naturally he paid a visit to Huainan King Wu Ningyuan. At that time, Wu Ningyuan's eyes widened when he saw the more than one hundred soldiers accompanying Chu Xuliang.
It's like discovering gold, and it's hard to hide the passionate love in my heart.
At that time, he asked Chu Xuliang how he trained as a soldier.
After asking, Chu Xuliang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed.
"Military advisor, you are so cruel!"
The other soldiers of the Snow Wolf Battalion couldn't help but shrink their necks when they saw the frightened look on General Chu's face.
At that time, Wu Ningyuan was still curious about why Chu Xuliang said this.
But now, after seeing the training outline that scared even that ruffian Chu Xuliang, Wu Ningyuan finally understood.
Holding the pieces of paper in his hand, Wu Ningyuan lifted them up and looked at the scholar with a harmless smile. He couldn't help but be surprised by the contents of the training syllabus... and the sweat on his forehead broke out.
"This..." Wu Ningyuan stared at the training outline, wanting to say something, but found that he didn't know how to say it. He thought about it for a long time, and finally raised his head, looked at the friendly scholar, and extended his thumb.