The Era of Generals

"you!"

These words almost caused Meng Yang to spit out another big mouthful of blood, and his face flushed instantly.

"Let's leave you, me and me."

Chen Ze ignored his anger, raised his chin and said, "Let me ask you, can the bet just now be paid off?"

"Of course it counts!"

Meng Yang said angrily, "I've always said what I said, so there's no reason why I don't count!"

"Not only me, but also my brother, whoever you want, choose!"

"What? What bet?"

This remark caused the soldiers who came out from other camps to watch the excitement look at each other in blank dismay.

They heard the commotion and ran out to watch the excitement, and they didn't know the cause and effect. At this time, they were looking for their acquaintances, the brothers in the No. 1 camp to inquire.

The scene was once very chaotic.

Taking advantage of this confusion, Chen Ze remained silent.

Just when Meng Yang said what he said, his mind jumped suddenly, as if there was something extra.

My mind sank into my mind, and I saw an icon like a magnifying glass behind the battle merit balance in the upper right corner.

"What's this?"

Chen Ze didn't know why, so he fixed his eyes on the magnifying glass.

Unexpectedly, just as his gaze settled, the magnifying glass suddenly expanded, and it spread to his entire brain in just a flash.

Chen Ze was also startled by this sudden change, so that his mind became distracted, and his vision returned to reality in an instant.

So he sees...

Elite Soldiers: Meng Yang

Grade: None

Force: 19

Intelligence: 10

Dominance: 5

General skills: unknown

Pawn Type: Spearman

Above Meng Yang's head, Chen Ze actually saw such a message!

In addition to Meng Yang, the other soldiers present also had such information on their heads, but the numbers were high and low.

So, the function of this magnifying glass is to directly see the value of other people's visualization?

"It's convenient."

The corner of Chen Ze's mouth hooked slightly.

The magnifying glass does not seem to improve the actual strength, but the effect is extremely powerful. With this thing, Chen Ze can intuitively see the fighting ability of others.

"Why are you staring blankly, you are picking!"

Seeing that Chen Ze didn't respond, Meng Yang shouted triumphantly.

Although he admired Li Quan'an, it didn't mean that he sincerely surrendered to Chen Ze. He even had a dislike for Chen Ze, a little boy who looked like a son of a family because he felt wronged for Li Quan'an.

The bet must be kept, but the bet only said that he and the people in Camp No. 1 would obey Chen Ze's secondment and complete a mission for him.

But it was obvious that Chen Ze couldn't eat all the people here, otherwise there wouldn't be a sentence in the bet: Let him choose.

Then... let him choose!

After all, the people here are from the Xuanjia Empire, and their military strength is not low, but there is also a distinction between strength and weakness. Meng Yang doesn't believe that Chen Ze can pick out the strongest ones from the 20 or 30 people.

Of course, this is of no use, Meng Yang is just angry, and simply wants to disgust Chen Ze.

After losing a bet for a while, it seems possible to get back some ground here.

However, it is a pity that Chen Ze, or the general star system, does not intend to let him get back to this place.

Chen Ze smiled, looked around, and said, "Okay, then I won't be polite."

"This time I need to second fourteen soldiers. Since the bet is only established in your camp, I selected it within this range."

Meng Yang pouted, with undisguised disdain on his face, "Only fourteen?"

There can only be fourteen, after all, Li Quanan is also counted under Chen Ze's command.

"Your strength is good, let's pick you first."

Chen Ze glanced at Meng Yang. Among the No. 1 tents, Meng Yang had the highest military power, and the volley shot just now proved this point.

"up to you."

Meng Yang shrugged, not surprised.

"And then... I want him, him, and this..."

Chen Ze ignored him, and walked forward on his own, looking as casual as if he was buying vegetables in the vegetable market, and was so angry that Meng Yang and the other soldiers had their teeth itchy.

But gradually, as Chen Ze selected more and more people, the disdain in Meng Yang's eyes began to change to surprise.

Chen Ze selected five soldiers who were still in a coma. These were the ones that Meng Yang had selected to fight Li Quanan. He was not too surprised that he would choose these five soldiers. The other party reminded.

However, these five people are also the strongest five people in the camp other than him, and they were also brothers who belonged to the same spear team as him before, which still surprised Meng Yang a little.

But then Chen Ze's choice...

The nine people he selected were four sword and shield players, four archers, and one scout!

Fourteen people, five spears, four shields, four bows and one scout?

If this lineup is enlarged a hundred times, wouldn't it be a standard battle formation?

There are bows and arrows for long-distance strikes, spears for melee combat, and swords and shields for defense. In addition, there are even scouts for spying on intelligence, which can be described as both offensive and defensive.

It's not like you can pick out any dish you just buy!

Meng Yang couldn't help but glance at the fat shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper naturally knew the details of these people. Could it be that he told Chen Ze the information in advance?

But what Meng Yang caught a glimpse of was the same astonishment on the fat shopkeeper's face, and the latter shaking his head slightly when their eyes met.

not him!

Meng Yang was very sure that even though he didn't like Fat Shopkeeper, he could still trust the character of the other party. Since he said he didn't have it, he definitely didn't.

So is it just a coincidence?

Chen Zecai would not explain to him.

Ignoring the doubts of Meng Yang and the other soldiers, Chen Ze smiled and said, "Let's just leave it at that. Fourteen people are small, but they are enough."

"Enough?"

Meng Yang suppressed the doubts in his heart and couldn't help asking: "What are you going to do?"

Regarding this question, Chen Ze didn't answer, nor did he look at him, but turned his head and rushed to the four sword and shield hands pointed out, and said indifferently: "Press it, twenty battles!"

"Huh? Huh?"

The four sword and shield hands were stunned, followed the direction indicated by Chen Ze, and saw Meng Yang who was full of astonishment.

"Why do you?"

Meng Yang said angrily: "What kind of onion are you? Dare to touch my finger?"

As he said that, he didn't know where the strength came from. He gritted his teeth and jumped up from the ground, raising his head and glaring.

"I think you have been a bastard for a long time, and you have forgotten the military law!"

The easy-going smile on Chen Ze's face was wiped away, and from his slightly thin body, a fierce aura surged into the night, and he sternly shouted: "Since you have been seconded by me, you are my soldiers. As a soldier, obeying orders is what you should do!"

"Instead of asking your commander about the military situation!"

He stared at Meng Yang coldly, and said word by word: "Now I even have reason to suspect that you are a spy sent by the enemy!"