Village Building Order Frenzy

The mountain is like a dragon, winding for thousands of miles without seeing the end.

The city is like a fierce tiger, ferocious and domineering.

Standing on the tall and thick city wall, facing the howling strong wind, Zhang Yang immediately felt extremely small.

This kind of huge project involving a whole country and a whole race, which took five hundred years and invested billions of dollars, and how many bones were buried, can make people feel awe-inspiring without any special description.

Zhang Yang didn't even dare to release the soul force field, because he was afraid of being suppressed. This was not an illusion, but an extremely dangerous feeling brought to him by his keen talent.

Undoubtedly, such a project that can suppress the national movement is not something that a small village head like him can imagine or look up to.

"When will Lao Tzu's village also develop and grow, with such great power to swallow mountains and rivers like a tiger?"

With a lot of emotion, Zhang Yang looked at the majestic mountains here and the battlefield of Xiao Sha almost obsessively, completely forgetting the fact that he had already entered the death camp.

He even felt that this was the biggest gain of his trip.

A person's growth is inseparable from knowledge and experience, and it is impossible to say who is more important.

But let Zhang Yang say that knowledge is like flesh and blood, which can be obtained by stuffing, experience is like the five internal organs, which can be obtained by tasting bitterness and bitterness, but the most difficult thing to touch is momentum.

"Qi needs to swallow mountains and rivers to nourish its energy, and it is bound to build an iron prison city to live on its own. The wind and the clouds are thousands of miles away, and the will is clear, and the bones are strong-hmm, it's so fragrant!"

"Master Captain, don't be dazed, it's time to hit the road, if you don't miss the deadline, you will be beheaded."

An old voice sounded, and looking back, a white-haired human head was talking in the iron cage, oh, and the body, who knows how the old man protruded his head out of the iron cage, and it looked like a ghost from a distance. I thought it was a spoil hanging over here.

That's right, this is Zhang Yang's death camp. There are five big iron cages in total, and there are 17 gray-haired old men inside, and most of them are missing arms and legs. People are old, but their temper is not old. .

There are also fourteen gray-haired grandmothers who are old but not old.

There are also twenty-one strong men. Although they are strong, their souls are gone.

Nineteen beautiful, delicate women, although they are beautiful, they are really beautiful (saliva).

In the end, there were fifteen teenagers. Although they were small, they were even more timid, and they were crying.

So this task is quite tricky. Zhang Yang thought that the death camp he was assigned to was Duan Kuan's group, but it turned out to be a group of criminals and their family members. I don't know what serious crime they committed, so the whole family gathered together. It's all here, isn't this just another way to die?

Of course, Dong Cheng, his new identity as school lieutenant, was not much better, and he was sent directly to the death camp.

"Trigger a super hidden mission!"

A blood-red message suddenly appeared on Zhang Yang's eyes, which was very shocking.

"Explanation, because you have perfectly obtained the new identity, so the super hidden task is triggered, and the trigger probability is 5%."

"The task is detailed. During the next three days of rotation, ensure that enough soldiers from the Death Battalion survive."

"The specific reward is to ensure that ten soldiers from the Death Battalion survive. They will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the Village Construction Order."

"Make sure that fifty soldiers from the Death Battalion survive, they will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the Village Construction Order."

"Make sure all the soldiers of the Death Battalion survive, they will become your real subordinates and can be included in the village building order recruitment panel."

"Friendly reminder, among the 86 soldiers in the death camp, there are king-level population x 1, noble population x 19, and elite population x 66."

"What!"

Zhang Yang immediately became furious. At this moment, if he went to see the old, weak, sick and disabled in the iron cage, he would really be as bearable as a big ingot.

There is actually a king-level population, and there are as many as 19 aristocratic populations, and the rest are all elite populations, which are well-developed.

Wait, this task is very difficult. This group of people has almost no combat effectiveness. I am alone, and I have to go to the most dangerous place, the death camp. Of course, I have to climb first in every battle.

No wonder there are such generous rewards, because this is almost an impossible task.

"Who is the king-level population?"

Zhang Yang wanted to check the village building order, but found nothing. Undoubtedly, he had to ensure that the whole family was intact. Otherwise, he might die because of a person who happened to be the king-level lord. After all, he was not European Emperor.

After staring deeply at the old man outside the railing for a few seconds, Zhang Yang asked, "Where is Bald Ridge?"

"Fifty miles away from here, go out to the fortress. It is built on an isolated peak. There is only one way to advance and retreat. It can only accommodate a hundred people to fight. It is the most famous Jedi in the defense system of the Tianliang Mountain section of the Great Wall. The mirage demon soldiers will take the lead every time they attack. Attack here, otherwise the stomach and back will be in trouble."

The white-haired old man talked eloquently, with a calm expression, and knew everything about the defense here.

Zhang Yang frowned,

"That's not right, did the general in charge here have a brain twitch? Instead of placing elites in such an important place, let you old, weak, sick and disabled guard it. Even if your lives are worthless, isn't it true that the importance of Bald Ridge Isn't it worth the money?"

"Hey, boy, you are not a vegetable bag. That's right. Bald Ridge Fortress was captured by mirage demon soldiers in the early hours of yesterday. We are going to recover Bald Ridge this time. Well, we will launch an attack together with our Death Soldiers Battalion. There are still 30,000 elites, but we just climbed first."

The white-haired old man said with a smile, not taking the imminent death seriously at all.

But Zhang Yang's forehead is pounding at the moment, even now he wants to give up the mission, no, he has decided to give up this mission, let's go back, what if I just become a deserter?

Even if I go back to dig grass roots and gnaw tree bark, I will never do this task that is almost a death sentence. Everyone is dead, how can I be worthy of those beautiful little beauties?

"Do you want to give up this mission? If you choose to give up, you will return directly, and there will be no extraordinary trials in the future."

The information on the village building order is mapped in time, and it is still conscientious. This is not a task that must be completed.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally he sighed, Nima, just now I was full of pride in my heart, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance, like a fierce tiger, so I want to be a deserter with such kung fu?

"Old man, tell me more carefully, can our army take back Bald Ridge in this attack?"

Zhang Yang calmed down, no matter whether he fought or not, he had to figure it out.

"Yes, in the 437 years since Bald Ridge Fortress was established, the fortress fell into the hands of the enemy 8,900 times, and then we took it back 8,900 times. As I said, that place is Jedi, you can't defend it, you can't attack it, but under the siege of the army, it's easy to take it back, and of course, it's easy to lose it."

"Wait, is it useful to keep such a terrain?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"It's useful. This is one of the best flesh and blood mills to consume and contain the mirage demon soldiers. The demon soldiers have to attack, but we must defend."

"Then aren't we sent to die?"

"We are going to die, otherwise why call it a camp of dead soldiers, idiot, or I will go to the brothel to find a girl to wake you up?" The white-haired old man blinked, as if laughing at his stupidity.

That's right, they are all battalions of dead soldiers, and they must perform missions that must be fatal. From ancient times to the present, there has not been a battalion of dead soldiers in any army that is used to escort food and hide in the rear.

He really took it for granted before. In fact, he should have thought of it. From the moment he became the commander of the death camp, he should have understood what he was going to face next.

That's fair.

Because Duan Kuan and the other testers will definitely be sent to the death camp in the end, and go to the Bald Ridge Fortress to survive.

It's just that because of Zhang Yang's previous efforts, he became the commander of the battalion of dead soldiers instead of dead soldiers. He can arrange strategies in advance and defend according to his own wishes, instead of following the rigid orders of the superior.

This is the advantage he fought for.

And this reward is indeed enviable.

In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, and then he asked: "You old and weak women and children, can you make it to Bald Ridge at midnight?"

"Of course not. Even if we all go to the shackles, we still have to take up weapons. If we walk, we have to go until noon tomorrow."

"Is it possible to pass a cart from here to Bald Ridge?"

"Yes, the Great Wall defense line has been in operation for five hundred years. It is no longer a simple fortification. There are fast roads connecting each fortress. If there is a cart, we can arrive in an hour. Don't worry about losing time. But, you alone The second son of the marquis who has fallen out of favor and committed a serious crime, do you think you can get a big cart?"

"If I were you, I would simply close my eyes and jump out, and I would have no worries."

The white-haired old man spoke harshly.

Zhang Yang just smiled, turned around and left. He is still a captain, so as long as he does not desert, he can still pass freely within the Great Wall defense line.

He went directly to the granary on the defense line here. Sun Wencai was still unloading the goods and hadn't left yet. He was chatting with a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless.

After seeing Zhang Yang, Sun Wencai hesitated for a moment. Just now he also heard that Zhang Yang, the school lieutenant, was sent to the death camp.

But in the end, he cupped his hands and introduced to Zhang Yang: "My lord, this is the warrior I told you about. He single-handedly killed the twins. He is unparalleled in bravery. If it weren't for the presence of the captain this time, I would have died without a place to die." .”

"oh?"

The white-faced man took a look at Zhang Yang, then at Sun Wencai, then smiled and said, "Captain Dong Cheng, I didn't know you were so brave. I knew it earlier, so why did you do it in the first place, but what you did today, It's a bit of a responsibility, so for my little sister's sake, tell me, what request do you have, as long as it is not excessive, I will try my best to satisfy you before you die."