Cataclysm: My Proficiency Panel

This area is a rolling hilly plain. Viewed from a high place, the entire area presents a series of winding ravines and continuous hills. The vegetation is lush and leafy in the summer. As the breeze blows, the grass, trees and weeds bend and sway at different speeds, like a group of free dancers.

The sky is blue, with occasional small white clouds flying overhead, like a slowly patrolling kite. Under the surface are some clusters of small trees and shrubs. Although they look sparse, these plants and their deeply embedded root systems and organic matter will slowly cover the area, forming a natural barrier.

The ground has a deep and fine soil layer. The soil here is very permeable and can effectively absorb water and transfer it to trees and crops for harvesting. In this area, the shapes of these hills are diverse. Some of them are like arched hills, and some are like crushed soil, and their texture is very rich.

The terrain of this Hiroshima Plain was shaped over the past thousands of years by natural forces, wind, water, fire and freezing processes. There are some great views from the highest point in this area.

Under this clear weather and blue sky, you can take photos of the surrounding panorama at will. The sunrise and sunset here are a splendid natural spectacle. The afterglow of the setting sun sweeps across all the mountains, and all creatures seem to become full of vitality at that moment.

At the same time, at night, the starry sky here will also be very beautiful. On the distant skyline, the faint light is constantly shining.

The three-hundred-man legion gathered on the hilly plains were arranged closely together, like a huge armor shell. The soldiers at the front held up wooden spears and stood firmly on the ground, standing tall and looking into the distance, as if they were guarding the entire sky.

Behind them, the leading general was very heroic, holding a spear high and his eyes firm, seeming to declare that he and the legion were invincible. Spreading out to the left and right, a vast plain stretches into the distance.

The sky in the distance is filled with blue, echoing the green on the plains, as if to promote the grandeur and beauty of the earth. Occasionally, a distant goshawk flaps its wings high in the sky and soars towards the legions on the plain, making a piercing scream that makes the entire plain even more majestic and exciting.

On one side of the plain, you can vaguely see a thick forest, with tall trees, like a natural barrier, separating the plain from another unknown land. Perhaps, the soldiers of the legion are trying to protect this plain, protect this world, and protect themselves and the country to which they belong.

The entire plain is full of passion and determination, as if the legion is a fierce horse galloping on the earth, constantly moving forward without stopping.

Suddenly, a legion in sight moved near the hills. Kurul, who was always searching for enemies everywhere, narrowed his eyes and noticed the three hundred legions on the hills with bright eyes.

"People from the Northern Desert?"

The corners of Kurul's mouth curled slightly, and he waved the flag in his hand. The soldiers around him moved quickly. They dispersed quickly. Three hundred cavalry scattered in all directions of the hills, heading towards the top of the hills.

The three hundred Northern Desert soldiers stationed on the top of the hill actually dispersed their formation when they saw the Huns soldiers. The leading general Yang Zan waved the flag without hesitation and led the three hundred cavalry to roar towards the leader Kurul.

"Huh~"

Kurul silently and quickly waved the flag in his hand, and the soldiers who were charging forward began to retreat quickly no matter which step they reached, and the Huns soldiers who blocked the attack path in the northern desert also quickly dispersed. Escape.

"Frame~"

Kurul quickly rode his horse in a circle around the hills. Yang Zan, who was coming down from the top, immediately changed direction and chased. However, after chasing for a distance, he suddenly realized that something was wrong - the height of the hills was not high, and the distance to the foot of the mountain was The distance was not very far, and it was difficult for him to stop Kurul who was determined to escape.

On the contrary, Kurul's soldiers were quickly gathering under his movement.

"Here, kill!"

Yang Zan immediately gave up the pursuit of Kurul and instead attacked the place where the Huns cavalry gathered. However, as soon as they moved, the Huns cavalry ran away and did not engage in direct combat with them.

And by the time they want to fight head-on, a large number of Huns cavalry must have gathered and can compete with them head-on.

Confrontation head-on...

"Walk!"

Yang Zan failed in his first attack and quickly saw how difficult and elite this group of Huns cavalry was. He gritted his teeth and decisively waved the flag and led his men to retreat in other directions.

The Huns troops behind dispersed and then regrouped. The leader, Kurul, looked at the retreating Northern Desert personnel and chuckled. He immediately waved the flag and followed the trajectory of the Northern Desert unhurriedly.

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In the other direction of the hunting ground, three hundred Japanese warriors were wandering around under the leadership of the great swordsman Kimoto. Suddenly, a hill appeared in the sight of the leading swordsman. He narrowed his eyes and raised his head to look over the hill. When I went there, I saw that three hundred knights who had been dismounting to rest had quickly mounted their horses and gathered in formation.

"Daqan's troops and horses!"

A ronin exclaimed, seeing a group of soldiers charging toward him in the next moment, he looked nervously at the great swordsman Kimoto among the three hundred ronin.

The great swordsman had a sharp look in his eyes, and he immediately understood the purpose of the soldiers. They were obviously coming towards them. He quickly pulled out the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, line up to fight!"

The three hundred ronin immediately followed the order and formed a neat sword formation, preparing to meet the opponent's charge.

Mumoto stood at the front of the sword formation. He held the sword tightly and his heart was filled with the belief that he would win. Although they only have three hundred people, they have strong faith and courage, and they will never lose to such a group of soldiers.

However, when Daqian's soldiers rushed in front of them, their confidence was shaken. These soldiers looked like veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. Their eyes were full of murderous intent, and their equipment and weapons were much better than them.

"kill!"

Mumoto shouted loudly and rushed towards the opponent first. Under his leadership, three hundred ronin also began their charge.

However, their charge had no effect. The opposing soldiers tore their formation apart like a knife cutting through tofu, and a rout soon formed.

Seeing such a scene, Mu Ben felt very sad. He knew that they could no longer resist such soldiers. He shouted loudly: "Retreat!"

Three hundred ronin immediately began to retreat. They quickly fled deep into the forest, hoping to use the resources of the forest to avoid the other party's pursuit.

However, Daqian's soldiers did not give them such a chance. They followed closely and kept shooting arrows and throwing spears, causing the rogues to pay a heavy price. In the end, less than a hundred ronin managed to escape deep into the forest. As they fled, they watched their fellow chased companions fall one by one behind them, their hearts filled with grief and despair.

The great swordsman was also heartbroken. He knew that their plan had failed. Although they were elite warriors from Japan, facing a big country like Daqian, their strength still seemed too weak.

"We can't just give up!"

A ronin ran up to Kimoto and shouted loudly. He is a young military commander with a determined light in his eyes.

Mu Ben glanced at him, feeling a little shaken in his heart. He knew that they couldn't just give up, they had to find a way.

At that moment, Mu Ben's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that they couldn't just sit there and wait for death, they had to find a new way out. He took a deep look at the young ronin and said, "You are right, we can't just give up. However, we must come up with a better way."

They wandered through the forest, looking for any possible way out. Muben thought deeply, and he knew that they needed a plan, a plan that could defeat the Daqian soldiers. He looked around at the tired and demoralized Ronin, and knew that they needed a leader, one who could guide them to victory.

Kimoto began to explain his plan to the young general, his voice firm and strong. He told them that they needed to use the resources of the forest and use their wisdom and courage to defeat those Daqian soldiers. His words cheered up every Ronin, and they began to believe in the plan, and began to believe that they could win this battle.

Mumoto led them and quickly hid in the forest, preparing to use the natural advantages of the forest to separate Daqian's soldiers, weaken the opponent's advantages, and enhance his own advantages.

However, what happened next was something they never expected.

"Bang."

With one shot from the wooden gun in his hand, a Japanese warrior who was about to go one-on-one was stabbed by a wooden gun and fell to the ground unable to get up, completely declaring that he was out of the battlefield.

In order to avoid too many casualties, the hand-held weapons of each country have been replaced by special wood weapons. As long as the weapons are attacked by gravity, those without armor will retreat on the spot, while those with armor can take three hits. A is injured and then ends up. This is the difference between a big country and a small country.

For example, the three hundred ronin in common clothes in Dongwo can only withstand one shot before being killed, but each of Daqian's soldiers can take three shots. This advantage naturally lies with the big country.

As for allocating armor to countries that don't have armor...don't be kidding, how is that possible?

Not much to say, these ronin scattered in the forest thought that they could fight Daqian's soldiers by relying on the cover of the trees, but what made them feel desperate was that even so, Daqian soldiers still fought one-on-one. Take them down easily.

‘Why are these Daqian soldiers so strong? ’

Many soldiers were confused and surprised, but they didn't mean to be overly aggressive. After being estimated to be dead, they lay on the ground and stopped moving to avoid more beatings.

And the remaining Dongwa Rongrants were also eaten away one by one by the Daqian soldiers.

"He gave it to me."

Li Ming looked at the great swordsman Mu Ben in front of him with a sparkle in his eyes. He thought that such a good opportunity to practice his skills was rare, so he rushed forward.

He is extremely talented, but has too little combat experience, so naturally he will not let go of this rare opportunity.

Besides, although the so-called great swordsman of Dongbo is a first-class realm, his strength is only the peak of the second-class. [Hunyuan Gong] Dacheng has also transferred to [Qingsong Zhenqi] Li Ming and Dacheng's [Hunyuan Palm] 】If you are close to me, you will naturally not be afraid of him!

"alert."

Seeing Li Ming rushing forward, his four followers looked at each other and immediately dispersed in all directions, surrounding the battlefield of the two, watching the battle ahead between Li Ming and the great Japanese swordsman Kimoto.

Li Ming did not give up the wooden spear in his hand and used his two palms to fight the enemy, but directly used the unfamiliar spear.

He was about to enter the real battlefield, and only the spear would play a key role. He had to get familiar with fighting with this swordsman with a wooden sword as soon as possible!

Li Ming, armed with a spear and agile, started a fierce battle with the great swordsman Kimoto. Their figures intertwined, and the sound of weapons clashing echoed around them. Li Ming felt the feeling of the spear in his hand. Every time he waved it, he felt an indescribable pleasure. He knew that this would be his main weapon on the battlefield in the future, and he needed to become familiar with it and master it as soon as possible.

Muben's Japanese sword kept colliding with Li Ming's spear, and his eyes shone with determination. Although his strength is not as good as Li Ming's, he relies on his rich combat experience and tenacity to resist Li Ming's attacks. His four followers were on alert not far away, their eyes never leaving the battlefield.

Li Ming knew in his heart that every attack he made could not be missed, because his followers needed to see his victory. At the same time, he also understood the importance of this battle. This is an important drill before he enters the real battlefield. He needs to use this battle to familiarize himself with the enemy's tactics and improve his combat skills.

Their fight had lasted for a long time, and Li Ming's clothes were soaked with sweat. He knew that this battle would continue until he could defeat Mumoto. In this battle, he needs to show his tenacity and wisdom, as well as his persistence and love for martial arts.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Li Ming successfully defeated Mu Ben. His followers cheered, their eyes filled with admiration and awe.

Li Ming took a deep breath, knowing that this was just the beginning and there was still a long way to go.

"Collect the team."

Looking at Mu Ben who fell to the ground unwillingly in front of him, Li Yang showed a smile on his face, waved his hand, and led his team out of the forest. (End of chapter)