Gourmet of Another World

Yamato-gun, Chunhui City.

This is a big city where the Qingfeng Empire is quite prosperous. It is very famous in the empire, the economy is very developed, and the population is quite large. Although it is not as good as the three ancient cities, it is also a very big city with the Qingfeng Empire.

However, in the weekdays, this prosperous big city is now full of smoke, and there is a panic atmosphere everywhere in the city. The people are eager to hide in their houses and shiver.

Above the walls of Chunhui City, there have been traces of mottled, and there are serious troops on the walls. The state of each of them is very exhausted.

Outside the big city, the mountains and plains are swaying military flags, and the screams of the tyrants, the densely populous army figures intertwined.

Ji Chengyu wore armor, his face was awe-inspiring, riding a horse with a single-horned scale, holding a long sword and screaming.

Afterwards, the densely packed soldiers behind him rushed toward the mottled Chunhui City. It was like a tiger who wanted to tear everything. Chunhui City seemed to be a wounded prey and became a tiger hunting. Object.

The heavy city gate of Chunhui City was also slamming, and a large team of armored cavalry rushed out of the city gate, like a sharp sharp knife torn away toward Ji Chengyu’s army.

The two slammed into each other. On the wall, the dense arrows were scattered like rainstorms. Afterwards, the weapons of the weapons collided, and the sounds of shouting and screaming were mixed together and blended with each other.

Fierce murderousness rises to the sky, as if to scatter the clouds on the scorpio.

A soldier fell in a pool of blood, and the sergeant who killed the red eye tried to wave the blade.

This is war.

Above the sky, hundreds of meters high.

A figure wrapped in a black robe sits cross-legged, and the fierce wind blows with the **** and killing hunting underneath, blowing the robe of the robe.

The Shuramon Supreme, opened his eyes slightly, his infuriating body was filled with a round gray bead in his hand.

The beads exude a hidden wave, the light on it flashes, and the surface array seems to be recovering.

A suction that is difficult for ordinary people to feel but actually exists escapes from the beads. From the bottom of the army to kill the battlefield, a series of distorted phantoms are constantly drawn out. The killing and resentment are mixed together. They have been absorbed by this bead.

The breath of the dead soul beads is constantly growing and becoming terrible.

The eyes of the Sayādaw exudes enthusiasm, watching the continually growing light of the dead soul bead, sticking out the lips, and rubbing the dry lips.

......

Liu Minger finally arranged for the army to enter the army, but unlike his pledges, this army is not an elite force of the West Xuan Army.

"Predecessors... This is the third army of the West Xuanjun, where you are located. You should also understand... The elite people of Xi Xuanjun can’t get in. The small ones have the qualification to enter the elite army of Xi Xuanjun. "Liu Deer said with a sullen face on the side of the step."

He is really scared. This little white face is a very powerful existence. The pressure, he now thinks that he has a lingering fear.

"The third army of the West Xuan Army? You are not saying that there is only one army in Xi Xuancheng?" Step by step, he looked at Liu’s children with some doubts.

"There is only one Xi Xuan Army, but the Xi Xuan Army is also divided into three branches. The first army is the elite army of the Xi Xuan Army, the second army is the main force... The third army is the small army. Then..." Liu’s head said that there was some embarrassment on his back.

The eyebrows of the step are picked, and the heart is already clear. This third army is probably the worst one of the three army members of the West Xuan Army.

However, the step party has no regrets about this. His goal is only to enter the army, perform cooking skills, complete system tasks, and receive rewards.

As for which army is in, the step is not to care.

"Predecessors, although the small is the third army of the Western Xuanjun, but ... after all, is also the soldiers of the West Xuanjun, you are such a strong ... If you want to join the army, why should you secretly walk the back door? You directly find us General... Isn’t it just fine?” Liu’s head looked at the figure of the slender figure, and couldn’t help but ask the doubts in his heart.

Such a strong presence, directly looking for General Kong Xuan, certainly can have a better position, and the most important thing is... This is actually designated to join the fire army, that is the place where the cook stays, you What does the strong man run there?

The step took over the token in Liu’s hands and gave him a faint look. He said, “Don’t worry, I’m not malicious. I’m just a chef who came to experience the experience of a marching cook. Really just to simply join the army to serve the empire, then I am not looking for the emperor directly?"

"I just don't want to sing, finish the experience, feel the experience of the marching cook, and after I hone my cooking skills, I will leave and will not do anything to end the West Xuanjun."

After the step was finished, he ignored the Liutouer who was standing in a daze. He went straight to the distance. It was the collection point of the third army of Liu’s head.

Looking at the back of the step, the muscles on Liu’s face couldn’t help but pump, hesitated for a while or turned and walked toward the position of the Third Army general.

Although I don’t know how strong the repairs are, the strongman joins the army... I still have to report it. After all, he is still a soldier of Xi Xuanjun.

However, contrary to Liu’s expectations, the commander of the Third Army did not care much about this matter. Although Liu’s description of the steps was very powerful, the commander only showed regret.

"According to your description, the young man may be a four-product warrior. It is not easy for the four-product warrior to fix this group of people who are not training. But a four-product warrior ran to the fire-headed army as a cook. Going, it’s a pity that it’s a shame for you to send someone to stare at him.”

"After a few days, our third army is going to follow the generals of Kong to go to the city to conquer. You remember to let your men adjust their state, and let the guys prepare a delicious meal!"

The commander of the Third Army of the Western Xuanjun, Zhu Yue said this way, after that, Liu Denger was driven away.

Liu Header suddenly had a face full of arrogance, what four war spirits... The pressure of the little white face, the combat power... Isn’t it better than the four war spirits?

Liu’s face was blushing, and he did not expect his report to be ignored.

......

"You want to join the third army's fire army?"

An old man took the token in the hands of the step and took a look. Then he stared at the step with a bit of suspiciousness.

Don't look at the fire-headed army is the army's cook, but the degree of hardship is much more than the average soldier. When marching, basically, a large iron pot is carried by the human hand, with kitchen utensils, escorting the grass and grass, and sometimes encountering It is even more important to go to the enemy forces who are robbing grain grass or burning grain grass.

So very few people join the army to join the fire army.

Moreover, it is still the step of the young... The young man, who looks white and tender, is the younger brother of the rich family.

However, the step-by-step nodded seriously, this old man is helpless, because the token is true, and although he said that the doubtful step is to join the fire-headed army, but it is not excluded, after all... the number of the fire-headed army has always been scarce Especially the third army's fire army.

The step came to the barracks with the old man. This is a camp that is not too big. It is somewhat worn and small compared to the camps of other troops that I have seen before.

"Dangdang!!"

As soon as the old man entered the big camp, he picked up a big iron pot and took a spoon against the iron pot and knocked it up.

Soon, from the barracks, a group of soldiers dressed in linen uniforms and aprons were found. These soldiers were very young, some were very old, and young and young were very few.

The pace has probably been estimated. There may be hundreds of people in the fire army, but it is also normal. After all, it is necessary to maintain a military food of thousands or even tens of thousands.

"Lao Zhang, what are you knocking on? What are the anecdotes that are directly said?" Every day, the pot is knocked, and sooner or later, your pot will be broken!"

A big voice rang from the camp, and several figures followed.

"Hey, Captain, isn't there a newcomer to join? Would you like to welcome it?" Zhang continued to knock on the pot and laughed.

The older middle-aged man blinked and his eyes fell on the step behind the old Zhang. The eyebrows were picked and the hearts were a bit strange.

"You are the newcomer to join the bonfire leader? Do you know the rules of the bonfire leader?" The middle-aged man pulled his mouth and looked up and down.

The people around me are always looking at the steps, and the smile is quite interesting.

Looking at the middle-aged man faintly, he shook his head.

"The rule is to give both hands first. If the craft passes, then Laozi will assign you a wok, so that you are responsible for cooking. If you can't... Hey, let's go to the firewood for a few months!" The young man blinked, then he put out his tongue and licked his mouth.