Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"You're quite afraid of death, aren't you?" the quartermaster said, amused.

Tang Wen smiled: Who isn't afraid of death?

"Humph! The heaviest scale armor weighs 120 pounds! Even regular guards can barely walk in it! Not to mention you'll also be wearing a 60-pound suit of armor."

"How would I know if I don't try?"

"Captain Zhou, you're letting him mess around like this."

Zhou Bing's face was cold, and he didn't say a word.

"Fine! I'll see if you can even move in it!"

With the heavy scale armor on, Tang Wen immediately felt a little more secure.

Why didn't I think of this earlier? Wearing this daily to train would make progress faster.

As for the 120 pounds of weight, he didn't even take it seriously.

Tang Wen tightened the scale armor, making it fit snugly against his inner clothing to ensure it wouldn't make noise when running.

Watching him spin, jump, and not stop for a long time.

The quartermaster couldn't help but open his mouth wide. After the two left, he turned around to check the scale armor in the wooden box: Could he have gotten the weight wrong just now? Did he give him the lighter one?

Back home, the two drank tea and rested, while Tang Tang was busy in the kitchen.

The next day at dawn, Tang Wen put on his inner armor. When he put on the outer armor, he found a cloth bag sewn on the inside, stuffed with a package.

Taking it out, he saw large chunks of brown sugar wrapped in kraft paper and a few thick pieces of dried meat, with a pair of flint stones inside.

It was heavy, weighing six or seven pounds.

Not to mention the dried meat, brown sugar was a very valuable item.

Not much cheaper than tea.

Tang Wen silently stuffed the package into his armor, secretly guessing how much money his greedy older sister had spent to prepare these sweets.

When the two went out, Tang Tang's door was closed, even though she usually woke up early.

Tang Wen looked at her room, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end, and left with Zhou Bing.

This trip won't be peaceful.

He inexplicably had a premonition.

Just like the feeling he had when he first encountered the tracker in the forest.

Therefore, he had to wear inner armor.

"Giddy up, giddy up!"

"Captain, the front is safe."

"Good, stay alert."

After leaving the camp for 30 miles, Tang Wen's hunting team one was scattered out as scouts.

Wu Tian, Liu Su, and others were in the front checking the road conditions. Tang Wen and Zhou Bing were slightly behind. Tang Wen held a hand crossbow in his hand, with a signal arrow on it.

If there was a problem, his primary task was to shoot the signal arrow immediately to alert the rear troops.

As for possible attacks, Zhou Bing would block them for him.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.

Eleven hunting teams, plus General Zhou and Commander Zhao, a total of nearly two hundred people.

Arrived at the open-pit coal mine area at a little after four in the afternoon.

"Neigh!"

After running for hundreds of miles, the tall horse under Tang Wen was panting heavily.

The coal mine's logistics groom came to lead the horse, looking puzzled.

This young man, although his chest muscles are bulging, he is not considered fat, how could the horse be so tired?

Is it not full? Or is this horse old?

The mining rights for the coal mine are now in the hands of Tang Wen and their Flame Camp. The workers and guards in the coal mine are all their own people.

"General! Hot water is ready, three fat pigs and three goats have been slaughtered, let the brothers of the hunting team have a good meal, and then soak their feet to relieve fatigue."

"Good. Teams 10 and 11, be on guard. The others enter the camp to rest."

"Yes!"

Two teams, more than 30 people, stepped forward.

The number of people on the hunting team in the camp varied. Few, like Tang Wen's team, had only eight people.

Most of the teams had nearly twenty people.

Tang Wen asked Zhou Bing on the road how this difference in numbers came about.

Zhou Bing said calmly: "I can take on ten of them alone, and the remaining few will be taken care of by Wu Tian and their trio."

Tang Wen calculated quickly, and said wittily: "Then the four of us can just applaud, I am good at applauding."

Zhou Bing glared at him.

Probably because of the preferential treatment for elites, they were not needed for night duty.

Everyone in the team slept in the same room, wearing armor.

Zhou Bing and Tang Wen slept on the bed, and the others slept on the straw.

Although they were in the same room, everyone was silent and had no interest in chatting.

Woo!

In the early morning, a low horn sounded.

The workers on the coal mine were about to start work.

The hunting team got up early.

When eating breakfast in the coal mine cafeteria, someone looked outside, and then more and more people looked outside.

Tang Wen looked out through the mist. On the distant hills, a group of cavalry came.

"People from the Black Mountain Camp are here, the 11 hunting team captains step forward."

Zhou Bing and other captains stood in a row with their weapons in hand.

Tang Wen noticed that none of them were wearing armor.

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Thump thump thump thump.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the people on the other side came in greater numbers than expected.

There were more than four hundred of them. Except for the three leaders who were wearing silver armor, the rest were wearing black armor.

"That's not right." Commander Zhao's serious voice rang in everyone's ears: "I am not familiar with the aura of half of the people."

General Zhou snorted: "The Black Mountain ghosts are probably going to cause trouble."

"Whoosh!"

A cavalryman with a black mask on his face approached and shouted: "The Black Mountain King has ordered to change the rules of the competition. Only people under the age of 24 are allowed to participate in the competition. The other rules remain unchanged."

"Haha! What a coincidence, I am 23 this year." Commander Zhao's voice vibrated.

Tang Wen and the others laughed.

"Zhao, you old bastard, don't be shameless! You are already 53!" A silver-armored man on the other side scolded forcefully.

Commander Zhao snorted: "Hei San! Who the hell is shameless, can't your Black Mountain ghosts afford to lose? The rules have been changed again and again, and only those under 24 are allowed to play. Why don't you ask your 4-year-old children to fight a match."

"Your Fire Seed Camp has won three times. What have our Black Mountain men said? This is the first time we have changed the rules this year. Can't we change them twice? Who can't afford to lose?"

"Why didn't you notify us in advance about changing the rules?"

"It's not too late to say it now, it must be under 24 years old, male or female. The competition can be postponed for three days, you can go back and call people!"

Huh?

Tang Wen and his teammates looked at each other.

If you say the other party is playing tricks, it seems that they are quite frank.

They also allow you to go back and call people.

But since only those under 24 are allowed to take the stage, why didn't you say it earlier?

Could it be that you just wanted to change the rules temporarily?

Commander Zhao didn't speak, and things were beyond his expectations.

I thought the Black Mountain ghosts were going to play tricks, but I didn't expect that it could be postponed for a few days.

"It's too much trouble to call people! I am really 23 years old, do I not look like it?"

Commander Zhao took off his helmet and looked back at his men, winking.

"Like!"

"Commander, you are too young!"

"Haha, Commander, you just had your 22nd birthday yesterday, I can prove it."

The people in the Flame Camp laughed loudly.

The other side cursed.

After making noise for a while, the silver-armored general in the middle of the Black Mountain Camp rode out: "Zhou Datou, you have been practicing martial arts for half your life, you can't even feel the bone age? I can let you personally check the people on my side who are going to play."

General Zhou opened his mouth: "I don't want you to check my people."

"No need!"

Speaking of this, a middle-aged man walked out of the Black Mountain Camp's team and looked at General Zhou and Commander Zhao and said: "You two are in your early 51s and the other is 47 and a half."

Commander Zhao's face sank: They came prepared.

General Zhou looked calm: "There are many crooked ways, what else do you have, let's draw them out together."

"Okay! I won't hide it from you, Zhou Datou! This time our arena will be a bloody battle to the end, our Black Mountain King is going to add some chips! If our people can win 6 consecutive games, we want 6 years of mining rights! Conversely, if your people can win six in a row, you can mine coal as much as you want for the next 6 years! We have no objections to digging this place empty. How about it, do you understand?"

The people on the hunting team looked around, their eyes suspicious and uncertain.

Are the Black Mountain ghosts so sure?

Could it be that they have produced a powerful young master?