Next, according to Butcher Zhang,
The fall of the camp this time did not happen when the blessed land was opened, but happened just before the opening of the blessed land. It should be the conspiracy of the mastermind behind it.
Deliberately capturing camps and falling, causing psychological pressure on the defenders of other camps. At the same time, when other camps transfer manpower to fill in the camp, their own defense will inevitably become weaker.
As long as the defenses of other camps are weak, it means that there are weaknesses, and they can be broken one by one.
Until he became ill for a long time, dragged down the defense, and was penetrated through the entire defense line.
"Thanks!"
Faced with Fang Zheng's initiative to challenge, it was the first time that Butcher Zhang said such a solemn word.
This has never been done before.
It can be seen that Fang Zheng's position in Butcher Zhang's heart has increased again.
"Back then in the battle of King Lao, butcher Zhang and Mr. Fu...everyone didn't say a word, they took the initiative to help me. I should be the one to say thank you to everyone."
"Butcher Zhang, you have helped me so much, this is what I should have done."
Fangzheng never felt that Butcher Zhang and the others owed him anything. Instead, he owed Butcher Zhang and the others too much, and he never had a chance to repay it. He really expressed his feelings this time.
Neither of them was hypocritical about this matter.
man's language,
It just doesn't need words, but it will be remembered in my heart for a lifetime.
"If you participate in the war, you will join the battle as a night tour envoy. Every night tour envoy cannot be unknown. Every night tour envoy has a title. This title represents personal strength and personal honor. , like me, Mr. Fu, and the first-class teachers, everyone has a title of night traveler, which will accompany him for a lifetime, because it is honor, strength, and military exploits. Have you thought about what title to use? Once it is determined , I will report to you." Butcher Zhang looked at Fang Zheng in front of him solemnly.
It seems that in Zhang Butcher's eyes, the title of Night Traveler is an extremely solemn and serious matter.
ah? !
Fang Zheng, who was originally majestic and high-spirited, wished to go to the battlefield to fight the enemy immediately, but when he heard that he was asked to give him a nickname, he immediately became a little wilted.
Everyone has his weakness,
yes,
Fangzheng voluntarily admitted that he was a waste of fame.
Wouldn't it be tricking himself to let him, who was named useless, give himself a nickname
"Butcher Zhang, why don't you give me the title of Night Traveler?" Fang Zheng looked at Butcher Zhang in front of him with a bitter mouth.
Butcher Zhang directly refused: "No, everyone's title of Night Traveler is unique and will accompany him for life."
Translated into a few simple words, even if I think about it, I am also a waste of names.
"Butcher Zhang, what's your title as a Night Traveler? Is it also called Butcher?" Fangzheng looked at Butcher Zhang curiously.
At this moment, even the goats on the side are all gossip eavesdroppers with their ears pricked up.
Zhang Butcher: "Blood hand slaughter."
Such a domineering title.
This title, Butcher Zhang, are you sure you are not the head of the Blood River Sect who crossed over from a martial arts novel
Fangzheng was surprised: "Butcher Zhang, you made it yourself?"
Butcher Zhang: "No, my enemy gave it to me. My full name is Zhang Qiwu, Bloody Hand Tufu. I thought it was troublesome to think of a name, so I just used this title."
Hiss!
Fangzheng took a deep breath.
It's really terrifying, how many people did this butcher kill before he could kill the enemy to the point of fear, and get such a murderous bloody title.
And with the word "human slaughter", it can be imagined that Butcher Zhang's enemy is not a ghost, he forcibly killed the word "personal slaughter" from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Is this killing the enemy like a pig? The hand raised the knife and fell, and the heads rolled to the ground one after another.
Fangzheng didn't know what happened to Butcher Zhang in the past, but Fangzheng suddenly felt that Butcher Zhang was carrying the words "Blood Hand Human Slaughter" on his body, which was a bit heavy in itself...
"What is the title of Mr. Nafu's Night Tour Envoy?" Fang Zheng asked even more curiously.
"Mr. Fu."
"??"
"Mr. Fu."
"?!"
Butcher Zhang: "Mr. Fu."
Fangzheng: "..."
The title of good Buddha nature.
"Why don't we just call it the First Monkey?" Fang Zheng chose to give up the name, and the only title he could think of was the most eye-catching title.
The image of Brother Monkey, God of War, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
When he was in the dark, when he was called the first monkey by the leek trio, he still had a sense of agreement in his heart.
"Are you sure?" Butcher Zhang glanced at Fangzheng with some surprise on his face.
It seems that the title Fangzheng took surprised him a little.
Not long after, Fangzheng finally understood why Butcher Zhang looked at him wrongly.
When Fangzheng received the application form, and Butcher Zhang asked him to confirm the information filled in above again, Fangzheng had a pain in the back of his teeth.
What? !
first time
Why isn't it a monkey with a dog next to it, brother monkey
Butcher Zhang, did you eat my monkey brother? !
He finally understood why Butcher Zhang looked at him wrongly before he left to get the application form. For the first time, ordinary people really dare not take such an arrogant title. The other meaning of the first time is to expand the border. The first Marquis of the soil.
In this sensitive time,
Fangzheng is the first to wait,
No wonder Butcher Zhang stopped thinking about it.
Let's wait for the first time. Fangzheng didn't get too entangled in this issue. He was originally named Fei, so he quickly confirmed the application form.
…
sunny.
It was daytime.
But even in the daytime, the vicinity of the Daluo Mountains is still not calm. From time to time, there are some strange sounds, as if they are following behind people. Every time they turn around and look behind them, there is no one again, only the claustrophobic dense forest .
As the opening of the blessed land got closer, the three major signs became more and more obvious.
The ghosts are dense.
Time and space are chaotic.
Because there is a strong aura leaking from the aura node, it can make ghosts come out to move around during the day.
However, this ghost is not at its peak strength when it comes out during the day, and it will be damaged more or less.
Therefore, when Fangzheng agreed to make a move, he was immediately given a task to go out to the camp with other people during the daytime, and re-check all the outposts and hidden posts to see if they are still safe.
At this time, Fang Zheng, who was acting alone, was heading to the first mission post to check.
At this time, Fangzheng was dressed differently from before,
A unified standard tight-fitting combat uniform, which is woven from a special plant fiber that grows after the spiritual energy is revived, is characterized by water and fire resistance, is not broken by swords, has a pulling force of up to several tons, and will automatically repair.
The only disadvantage is that the manufacturing cost is too high.
On Fangzheng's face, he was wearing a motorcycle rider's helmet to hide his identity.
He picked it up from a certain house in the camp that was demolished. Maybe there happened to be a young man in that house who was a motorcycle enthusiast.
After putting on the helmet, he is not Fang Zheng!
It's the combatants, the first waiters for the night tour envoys!
(end of this chapter)