Shennong Daojun

"Is there a way to reduce intelligence in the world?! One or two people will become stupid!" Xia Jing looked at the man who was covering his head and crying like a fool, and couldn't help but shook his head.

"I never want to participate in this kind of required training again. I don't know how long I can persist."

Cao Shuang shook his head, as if to get rid of all the stupidity in his head.

"Zhao Xing, if I act stupid like these warriors, you can knock me out directly!"

Cao Shuang said to Zhao Xing next to him.

Xia Jing was unhappy: "What do you mean, you look down on us warriors?"

"What's wrong? I just look down on you. What do you want?!" Cao Shuang said angrily.

"You want to die, don't you? I'll kill you right now!" Xia Jing unsheathed his sword.

"Come on!" Cao Shuang gestured with his neck, "Cut here, otherwise you are the son of a bitch Xia Jing!"

"I'll fuck you!" Xia Jing's sword came out of its sheath with a clang, and immediately slashed towards Cao Shuang's neck.

"Pfft~" A hand blocked Cao Shuang's neck, blood flowed out, and he held the sword.

"Brother Xia, please wake up." Zhao Xing slowly lifted Xia Jing's sword upwards. Although blood was flowing, he still removed the sword from Cao Shuang's neck.

"A grass mud horse, are you really going to cut it down? I will fight with you!" Cao Shuang suddenly spat out a thread of fire and ran towards Xia Jing.

"Bang!" "Uh..."

Zhao Xing's sharp sword knocked Cao Shuang unconscious, and the flames he spat out swirled around. He only curled Xia Jing's hair and was absorbed back by Zhao Xing.

"You bastard, you dare to set my head on fire. Get out of the way and I'll chop him!" Xia Jing's raised sword was about to cut down again.

"Bang!" Zhao Xing slapped Xia Jing on the forehead with his big dick. The Niwan Palace shook, and a golden aura was dispersed. "Calm down?"

"Hiss..." Reason returned to Xia Jing's eyes.

"Bang!" Zhao Xing thought Xia Jing had not recovered, so he came again.

"Stop! It's okay, Brother Zhao, I'm awake!" Seeing that Zhao Xing wanted to hit him a third time, Xia Jing immediately threw the sword away to indicate that he was free from the influence of the spell.

"Okay, let's discuss countermeasures." Zhao Xing pointed to the sand table next to him and said, "In this joint military exercise of various divisions, there are not many senior commanders and generals left in our new barracks."

"We must gather these remaining defeated generals to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible, otherwise no matter whether they are warriors, farmers, or mechanics... everyone will not have good results in this training."

Xia Jing rubbed his cheeks and opened the tent to take a look.

In the barracks outside, a group of people were fighting, one group fell to the ground, and another group squatted on the ground and played with ants.

Among the familiar faces of the four great warriors, Zhang Jie was defecating without caring about his image, while Chen Zang was watching him defecate and remained rational. There were a few others, but their eyes were a little confused.

Chen Fang was lying on the chair with a medical bandage and groaning.

This is a large-scale [required training], simulating actual combat situations, and the location is located at the ‘Tianmen Peaks’ near Daofeng Mountain.

The reserve force within Shiyang Cave, Wu Si, Si Nong Jian, Tiangongfang and the Temple jointly participated in the performance.

There are more than 150,000 people in the four divisions!

Their opponents only had 30,000 people, but all of these 30,000 people were drawn from the nine regular armies in Shiyang Cave Heaven.

This required training really taught the reserve recruits a good lesson.

150,000 against 30,000, nothing else is needed, just a breakout.

However, in the past half month, even the most elite recruits, including talented groups like Xia Jing, Zhao Xing, and Cao Shuang, had not been able to break through.

Xia Jing's anger dropped again.

Who knows what they have been through these days?

First, there was a night march of hundreds of ghosts, and the master of ceremonies in the temple ordered tens of thousands of mountain ghosts to sneak attack on the recruits' barracks.

Immediately afterwards, they used barbarian five-element catapults to bombard them for seven days.

In another five days, natural disasters came one after another, including floods, earthquakes, exposure to the sun, insect bites...all the insects and beasts in the Tianmen Peaks were driven away.

In the past few days, Li Xiu was sent to use the methods of subduing intelligence, countering the enemy, and provoking generals on the new soldiers.

The provocation method caused many recruits to break away from the battle order and rush towards the veteran camp like crazy.

Chen Fang is an example of the anti-Jian method. He was beaten by Zhang Jie, Hu Bing and ten recruited warriors, and he is still moaning now.

During this period, the mental reduction method continued to work, making them all upset and unable to calm down and think at all.

Xia Jing even wanted to kill Cao Shuang with a sword just now.

"How to fight?" Xia Jing looked at the sky speechlessly, "The marching tent and the military flag cannot protect everyone. We have a few designated generals staying in the marching hall. There are masters of ceremonies casting spells, which can isolate one or two people, but once we go out, we have to be subject to these spells. Influence."

Zhao Xing, who had bandaged his palms, walked out: "There is no way. We have to break out even if we create a way. Unfortunately, the effect of our spells is intermittent. Whether it is a ritual cultivator or a ghost-controlling master of ceremonies, this type of large-scale spell casting has a certain interval."

"Brother Xia, let's see."

Xia Jing followed Zhao Xing's direction and looked at the sand table in the tent.

"The Tianmen peaks, the distance between the mountains, and the Gongjia formations between the peaks all leave gaps and weak points, which are the breakthrough points for us new military camps."

"Yingke Peak, Baishou Peak, Sanqing Mountain, Yulian Waterfall, Xiaoyao Valley, Yixiantian, Nanqing Garden...these forty-six locations can all be highlighted."

"We are following the route of Worshiping the Shoufeng, Yixiantian, and Yulian Waterfall. Based on the previous experience of breaking out of the encirclement, the intervals between casting spells and resisting ghost obstacles on this road are: starting at three o'clock at midnight and ending at Mao o'clock."

"Natural disasters and obstacles start at seven o'clock in the morning hour and end at three o'clock in the morning hour. One of the eighteen natural disasters will randomly occur. My brothers from the Agricultural Supervisor and I can give early warning."

"The three barriers of ritual cultivation start at the fourth quarter of the You hour and end at the end of the Hai hour. The three intervals take turns. Occasionally, there will be sudden attacks, but we also have time to breathe."

"At the weak point, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers is also deliberately set to be relatively weak. As long as we can reach the place, we can rush over..."

Listening to Zhao Xing's explanation, Xia Jing's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can go there, Zhao Xing, you really have the demeanor of a general. I didn't expect you to think so much!"

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Xia, this is a decision made by the nine of us. We are already on the way to break out. This is the forty-seventh time I have said these words to you."

Xia Jing was startled, and then said: "Yes, I remembered it! It is true that you, me, Cao Shuang, Chen Fang, Zhang Yi and others thought about it together."

"How many times have I succeeded in the 'Forgetting Worry Technique'? Are there any important decisions that I missed during this period?"

"I can't remember it clearly." Zhao Xing took out a roll of yellow paper. Many things were recorded on the yellow paper. "But Zhang Yi recorded it on a holy page. You can take a look."

"Where are the others?" Xia Jing asked, "resting nearby."

"Gong Wang and Gong Qi are repairing the flying boat." Zhao Xing said, "In another hour, the people in the camp will be able to regain their consciousness, but you and I have to act quickly and wake these people up in advance, otherwise it will leave us time to rush on our way. Not much, and you have to hit a large-scale spell, which will lead to a vicious cycle."

"I understand." Xia Jing glanced at the map, "We have reached the mouth of the pot and are about to successfully break through. You and I will split up now. If you feel something is wrong and you can't hold on any longer, come back here quickly."

Xia Jing looked at Cao Shuang lying on the ground and said Qi Qiran: "If all the senior generals are wiped out, there will be no hope of breaking out. I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass this training."

In the seventeenth year of the Jingxin calendar, it is February 19th.

Tianmen peaks, gardens of the Southern Qing Dynasty.

After the gardens of the Southern Qing Dynasty, there was a deserted area.

"Swish swish~"

The dilapidated airships were swaying high in the sky, up and down, left and right, as if a drunken man was driving the airship.

"Buzz~"

Finally, one of the airships couldn't hold on anymore and let out a cry and hit the ground. Fortunately, the height of the forced landing was not high and it only caused a burst of smoke and dust.

"Ahem..."

One hand climbed onto the edge of the broken flying boat, and then Zhao Xing's face was revealed.

"Yes, Che Shihai, do you know how to drive a flying boat? Isn't your surname Che? My bones are about to fall apart if I drive this flying boat!"

Zhao Xing cursed, reached back and picked up Che Shihai.

Che Shihai, who was also unkempt and bleeding, couldn't help but cry out: "Can you blame me? Can you blame me?"

"Boss, you have to blame Wang Gong! It's because he didn't fix it well. It's useless no matter how good I am at controlling the flying boat!"

Click~

A deck board of the flying boat fell down, which seemed to confirm Che Shihai's words.

At this time, more people climbed out.

Among them, a half-bald young man holding a craftsman's hammer limped over.

Wang Ji, one of the top-level geniuses of Tiangongfang.

"Che Shihai, don't fucking speak out of conscience!"

"The Swordfish Flying Boat in the army is the best of the fourth level. It has 49,000 magic array drives. It was flattened by the barbarian's five-element catapult before. Except for me, who can make it fly. Who else has this ability?" ?”

"Go to Tiangongfang and ask, how many people can do it?!"

"How come Cao Shuang's flying boat can land safely, and you still say it's not your cup of tea?"

"I haven't settled the score with you yet. What the hell are you doing? I even shaved off a piece of grass from my scalp!"

Wang Ji has a serious character, and when he saw Che Shihai throwing the blame away, he immediately became unhappy and cursed loudly when he was caught.

"Wang Gong, forget it." Zhao Xing quickly stopped Wang Ji.

"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have given him a chisel!" Wang Ji covered his head angrily, "I don't have much hair to begin with, and here's another piece of it shaved off."

"Hehe, don't be angry, Mr. Wang. He's my boss. I was wrong." Che Shihai smiled sarcastically. He thought Wang Ji wasn't on the boat, but he didn't expect that he failed to shirk the blame.

"Military doctor! Where is Military Doctor Yuan! Come and show Wang Gong!" Zhao Xing used his wind technique and covered the surrounding area at the top of his lungs.

"Stop shouting, I, ah, I'm at your feet..." A weak voice came from the sand underground.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was startled and jumped away quickly, and then saw a dead head on the ground.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

"Split and shine, rise!" Zhao Xing stretched out his hand and Yuan Yang's body floated up from the ground.

"I'm really convinced." Yuan Yang looked at Zhao Xing resentfully, "I keep moving my head, don't you feel something is wrong?"

"Here, Brother Yuan's head is like steel. I thought he was stepping on a stone." Zhao Xing said embarrassedly, "Come on, Brother Yuan, wash up first."

Buzz~

Suddenly, a large column of water fell from the sky and surrounded Yuan Yang.

"Wash him, too. He's sticky and like sand, so it's hard to give him medicine." Yuan Yang pointed at Wang Ji's head.

"no problem."

Zhao Xing washed the wound of Wang Ji, the mechanical engineer, again.

Then Yuan Yang took out a plaster from the medicine box and slapped it on Wang Ji's head.

"Okay, you will grow hair within half a month!"

They were chatting here.

The rest of the flying boats landed, and many people ran over.

"Are you all right?" Xia Jing came over quickly and looked at Yuan Yang, "Is anyone seriously injured?"

If they were seriously injured, they would have to call the Joint Exercise Department to ask the seriously injured to leave the field.

They couldn't really die.

But ordinary fractures and falling flesh are not considered serious injuries.

"No one wants to leave." Yuan Yang glanced at them, "I didn't sense the trend of serious injuries."

The structure of all living things in the world should be perfect. If there is a major injury, this kind of incomplete trend will be perceived by doctors, especially military doctors, like the bright moon in the night.

Perceiving injuries is the most important skill of military doctors.

"That's good." Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief. "We've already come here. If we withdraw again, it would be too unfair."

Yes, Xia Jing and his team have already completed the breakout. There are no "enemies" ahead. As long as they reach the designated location, they can complete this mandatory training.

"Zhao Xing, give the order to rest for a while?" Xia Jing asked.

At first, Xia Jing, the son of the Marquis's Mansion, was elected as the main general in the camp, and the others were only deputy generals, but now, half a month later, Zhao Xing's voice is getting more and more important.

The position of the main general is actually Zhao Xing.

"You are the main general, you give the order." Zhao Xing smiled. He didn't have the mind to fight for power. The training process was so miserable, what else could he think about. "We are probably the first camp to break out, so we don't need this little time."

"Okay." Xia Jing said, "Then let the brothers rest for half an hour. We have passed the boundary of Nanqing Garden. We can finish the special training in another quarter of an hour."

The seventeenth year of Jingxin calendar, February 19th, three quarters of the evening.

The 19th Battalion of new recruits, mainly Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Cao Shuang, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, Zhang Yi, etc., with a total of 1,500 people, completed the breakout mission on the 17th day after the start of training.

According to the performance of the breakout, all the members of the 19th Battalion of new recruits who broke through first were rated as Class A!

Among them, Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, a total of 29 people, showed their talents in this performance, played their roles perfectly, and were rated as Class A.

In early March, the new recruits broke through one after another.

On March 15, the last large-scale training in Shiyang Dongtian ended.

All the reservists of the nine garrisons will leave Shiyang Dongtian in April and take up their posts in the proposed positions. If they can complete the established tasks, they can successfully obtain military positions.

This time, life and death are no longer guaranteed.

In the previous six months, Zhao Xing, the Minister of Agriculture of the Shenwei Army, who had been rated as Class A many times in the mandatory training and completed the 17-door selection training, also ushered in a wave of scrambles.

Especially after the last large-scale training, Zhao Xing returned to the Minister of Agriculture.

After that, a lobbyist came to the door.

The first lobbyist was an acquaintance.

"Zhao Xing, I am Helian Lie, the brave captain of the Lieyang Army. At the instruction of the Marquis, I come to invite you to join my Lieyang Army."

"If you are willing to come, you can choose any of the ten elite battalions of the Lieyang Army, and the Marquis is willing to give you a piece of territory in Jiutian Yingyuan Mansion, according to the food standard of the third-class earl!"