Battle Frenzy

Vol 5 Chapter 52: God's care

(Thanks to the 100,000 rewards of the flower tourmaline, the achievement of the warlord leader, hey, mighty!!!)

There are no restrictions on the major teams, and they are holding a group? Casual, mutual help? Mount Elbrus will let them know that there are some difficulties that cannot be solved by many people.

At 81 meters above sea level, it doesn't sound very far. However, this is the altitude of the peak. Every climb of 1,000 meters above sea level, you have to climb 10,000 meters, or even 20,000, 30,000 meters, and When you really start climbing, you will find Mount Elbrus is a devil!

The first problem is the devil weather.

Crazy tormenting all the people, this moment is still a few dozens of extremes, bypassing the next mountain, suddenly ushered in a few dozen degrees of high temperature, have not waited for you to take off your clothes, the sudden hurricane grips sharp The stone is blowing like a bullet...

Under the strange weather that the devil is improvising, every climb of one kilometer of altitude takes one day, or even two days, not with courage, and with a sigh of relief, it can meet the difficulties, bullets The same stone hurricane, meteorite-like hail rain, you have to stop, the turtle shivering in a safe place.

The northern slopes of Mount Elbrus, 4,500 meters above sea level, the fortress of the peak.

Compared to the strange weather on the southern slope, the northern **** of Mount Elbrus is also very bad, but it is not as varied as the devil. It feels like a spring-like devil. It is as comfortable as spring.

Hundreds of elite soldiers are stationed in this fortress. In theory, this is a military fortress that defends against the city of Bharadyan from the top of the mountain. This is just one of the Buladien people who will not have any loopholes in defense. Performance, in fact, no army, or large-scale mutant beasts, can reach the territory of the 100-kilometer radius of Mount Elbrus without the consent of the Bharadian.

But now, the greater role of the fortress is to welcome the hf teams that have passed the pre-selection.

On the wall of the fortress, more than a dozen soldiers are watching the top of the mountain, waiting for the emergence of the next team.

"Almost, it should be over." A young soldier licked his hand and sun-baked his black face, exuding the unique spirit of the Bayradian.

He is a veteran next to him, the same face, but the long beard is white, and the weather is full of feelings, giving a very reliable feeling. "Well, how many days are today?"

The young soldier said with a little excitement: "Tomorrow is the last day of the limit."

"Come here! There are quite a lot of people coming here!"

Just then, a snoring sounded.

The young soldiers jumped up quickly and looked up on the battlements. Far away, a long team appeared in the eyes. A few counts passed, and there were dozens of people.

At the beginning of the team, it was slowly moving forward, but as the outline of the fortress appeared in their sights, the team of dozens of people suddenly made a fierce scream, crying, laughing, and angry. They started to accelerate, and some people fell. Sometimes, going down the mountain is more in need of attention than going up the mountain, but soon they climbed up and the end is in front.

The vulgar bearded veteran opened the gate of the fortress.

The first man who rushed into the gate grabbed the veteran's arm. "Brother, have we arrived yet? Is it here in the city of Baladian? Is it right?"

The veteran smiled and looked at the tired face of the young man and nodded. "Through this door, even the first round of pre-selection was completed."

The young man took a deep breath and then showed an expression that was too excited to be suppressed. However, when the breath that he took in deep breath spit out, the excitement subsided from his body, leaving only a lot of exhaustion.

More players came in, no matter who they were, after they knew they had completed the pre-selection, they sat on the ground and never wanted to move.

Veterans register their information, name, age, team, contact person...

Obviously, this team is not from the same team, but a group under the multi-team team, all b-level teams, below b, none.

At this time, the first man who entered the door had already eased, and once again found the veteran. "Hello, I am Hu Bing from the Capofield College team. Do you know the situation of the Cabo Fel College team? They Have you passed the pre-selection?"

The veteran glanced at the man with amazement. "Cabofer?s-class team, they have already passed, how come you fall behind?"

Hu Bing’s face sighed and smiled. “I was hurt, so I fell behind.”

The veteran also smiled. It turned out that there was no deep impression of Hu Bing. There was no trace of injury. "These people, are you organized?"

Hu Bing’s smile was a little more embarrassing. A person was too lonely. He did something: “Is there something to eat? It’s better soup, broth.”

"There is no broth, there is fish soup."

"That's better."

"Wait."

The veteran finished, greeted the people, set up two high-pressure cauldrons at the gate of the fortress, put on the water, then put a large piece of fish into the pot, close the pressure cover, and smolder on the bonfire stand up.

"In the mountains, the water is very easy to boil. If you want to drink soup, you can only use this pressure cooker." The veteran looked at Hu Bing and explained.

Hu Bing looked at the bonfire and asked: "Brother, can you tell me how many teams have passed this pre-selection?"

"Oh, the group of your five teams should be the last batch. Counting you, it happens to be fifty-five teams. The ghost-fighting sect of the sorcerer’s sect is the first to complete the task. It took only ten days. ""

The veteran said that the face of the windy frost showed a look of recollection and admiration. "The ghost home is really amazing. After ten days of completing the summit on the north slope, when it comes to the fortress, it looks like it is Going out of the outing is the same ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not only tyrannical, resilience, discipline, the style of the ghost house, it is a kind of horror that makes the bone marrow freeze.

"You Capofield College is the second to arrive at the fortress, yes, your boy is not a Potter?"

Hu Bing smiled. "My mom is a porter. I am also a half porter."

"You are also very powerful. It only took 12 days. The strongest part of this competition is you." The veteran's face also has a sense of glory. After all, he can see a young and top-ranking strongman.

He drank two bowls of fish soup on the membrane, and Hu Bing took the five teams and the people who could move the bullets to report down the mountain.

Everyone was completely relaxed, and soon, the majestic city of Beiradine appeared under their eyes.

Everyone is shaken by this majestic picture. The white stone buildings that live on the mountain have a solemn solemnity that cannot be said, and the broad plains at the foot of the mountain, the neat and clean city streets exude the joy of life.

"Old Hu! Your kid! I am finally back!"

Hu Bing has not had time to sigh, a pleasant voice sounded.

As soon as I turned around, I saw that the entire Capofi team stood beside the mountain road, Lola, Kakar, all in, Hu Bing left in order not to drag the speed of the entire team, but as a powerful Capofield team, still I hope that Hu Bing can arrive on time, but fortunately he does not disgrace his mission.

Just then, not far away, a group of people lined up by the neat team, they could hear, and they muttered something in their mouths.

Among the team, the most striking is a tall woman, as dazzling as the sun, Ouli, and a very handsome young man like a congenital ray of light, Pappada!

Powerful blazing angel college team!

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