The 131st company's garrison seemed extremely empty, and there were only a dozen people left in the barracks that could accommodate 200 soldiers. The atmosphere of mourning for the fallen comrades weighed heavily on every soldier's heart.
Qianye did not deny what the second lieutenant had heard about the battle situation of the 131st company from the expeditionary force, and also acquiesced in his use of this statement to appease the soldiers. They are different from Qianye, regardless of whether the 131st company still exists, these fighters will still return to the 17th Army in the future. Right or wrong is not what they should care about.
When making this decision, Qianye suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu, and then remembered that after the end of Red Scorpion's mission to wipe out the rebels a long time ago, the captain at that time came to such a conclusion. But for some reason, this time Qianye was a little afraid to touch the past of the Red Scorpion. As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly changed his mind and decided to retreat and practice.
Perhaps it was because he had sucked too much blood during the Battle of the Earth Castle. Although the golden and purple blood energy had been devouring and transforming for the past two days, the external blood energy in Qianye's body had not completely calmed down. And after the ordinary blood energy curled up in the heart increased from the seventh to the ninth, it has been dormant and has been silent for a long time.
When Qianye started to look inside, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a new change in the blood energy, and it was not nine paths that came out of the heart, but only one ordinary blood energy that was obviously much thicker.
Qianye was stunned for a while before guessing that perhaps this was the way to advance the power of blood. Just like human beings have one thing in common no matter what kind of exercises, the first level of nine levels, one round of nine turns, one level of nine levels. The same may be true for the power of blood. The nine ordinary blood energies have grown to a certain level before they can condense into an advanced blood qi. In the past, the ordinary blood energy was constantly swallowed by the golden purple blood energy, and it never reached the nine levels, so it failed to advance.
It's just that when the golden purple blood energy is advanced, it will bring corresponding special abilities. This time, the ordinary blood energy has not changed significantly. Qianye only feels a slight itching in the internal organs, especially the heart, just like when the wound is about to heal. It feels like it will still strengthen the physical fitness, but overall, it is still far from the increase brought by the rune ability: Bloodline Physique. From this, Qianye guessed that the differences in abilities brought about by the bloodline differences between different blood races may also come from this.
After the blood in his body was straightened out, Qianye began to practice Bingjue. He has already realized that it may be the sequelae of drinking too much blood, or it may be that he has no clue about the complicated things. After returning this time, he has been a little upset and restless. So Qianye deliberately spent a long time in meditation before triggering the force tide.
The tide of force quickly crossed the 30-round mark, and Qianye still felt that he had enough energy to move. Now his body was full of blood, and his internal organs, especially the heart, had undergone a new round of strengthening, becoming stronger and stronger, allowing the tide of force to repeat itself Washed, there is no damage.
Thirty-one, thirty-two... Thirty-five rounds soon passed, and Qianye actually felt that the impact he received was similar to the usual thirty-five rounds. When the thirty-six rounds of tidal roar came, the internal organs began to be faintly damaged. At this time, Qianye's thoughts moved slightly, leading the monstrous waves to rush to the fifth node, and the barrier collapsed at the touch of a touch, easily igniting the original force node.
This promotion was so easy, even Qianye himself was surprised.
The peri-Earth day is coming to an end, and it is also the night when Gemini Alpha is the closest to Eternal Night Continent. Qianye lay flat on the empty backyard, with his hands behind his head, looking at the moon that occupied most of the sky on the sky, as if he could touch it with his hand.
He had just broken through the fifth level, and he should have patiently polished and stabilized the newly lit nodes, but the unspeakable irritability began to churn in his chest again. For the first time, he didn't want to continue to practice, he just wanted to keep his mind blank, as if he could calm down a little.
There was the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground in the distance, and it actually stopped at the gate of the 131st Company's garrison. Then the night became quiet again. Across the row of empty barracks, there was no sound of passwords on the front school yard, and no guards came to report. The sound of cars just now seemed to be just an illusion.
Qianye suddenly jumped up from the ground and turned his head to look. Ji Yuanjia stepped out from the shadow of the building.
He looked at Qianye and asked, "Are you level five?"
This is obviously not a normal opening remark, but Qianye's previous irritability gradually calmed down, and he replied: "Yes."
It seemed that more than ten days did not exist, and the two just exchanged pleasantries calmly.
Ji Yuanjia smiled, "Would you like to have a competition?" He was obviously in good spirits, his right arm drooped, and the half-foot sword fell into his palm. The original force array was lit up, like a pool of autumn water shining brightly in the night.
Qianye and Ji Yuanjia used the virtual fighting system in Yin's other courtyard to fight hand-to-hand. Ji Yuanjia suppressed the force to level four, and both of them used military fighting techniques. A teaching competition.
Ji Yuanjia's fighting style didn't leave much impression on Qianye, his moves were well-regulated, his advances and retreats were well-founded, and every move and style seemed to be copied from a textbook. The only thing that alerted Qianye was that such a rigid style of play also blocked most of his attacks.
Qianye touched his body, only the saber was at his waist, he drew out the short blade and held it upside down against his arm.
With the sound of "Zheng", Ji Yuanjia's body was swept up, the sword in his hand was completely invisible, and a pool of autumn water suddenly splashed into thousands of light spots like rain.
Qianye strode forward to meet him, Bing Fa Jue rushed through the ninth floor in an instant, and punched towards the middle without any tricks. And the original force in his body surged, and he continued to pile up wave after wave. When the front of the fist was about to touch the rain curtain transformed by the sword light, Bingfajue swept through the second nine floors like a stormy sea.
As soon as the two of them came up, they attacked with all their strength.
At this time, Ji Yuanjia's sword hadn't reached his body yet, and the piercing sword intent was like an invisible net, spreading all over the sky, and under the cover of his head, the original Qing Yue's sword chant became extremely sharp and dense, like a torrential rain pouring down. sound. Qianye suddenly and keenly felt that not only was the traceable sword force full of threats, but even the surrounding space was full of dangers.
Qianye made a decisive decision, instead of advancing, he retreated, his fists drew an arc, as if a strange soldier had risen, abandoned the central army, rushed to the right flank, and charged again with all his strength. At this time, Bing Fa Jue rushed through twenty rounds without a single pause, the turbulent original force faintly brought a tidal sound, and the thunder gradually grew louder, and it was about to reappear the Bing King's Strike.
The loud bang covered all the sound of tide and rain.
The two of them broke apart as soon as they touched each other, and they both took several steps back before they stood firm.
Ji Yuanjia stretched out his hand to wipe away a streak of blood from the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "The attack of the King of Soldiers, thousands of troops will defeat the enemy. Once the momentum is established, it really cannot be shaken."
Qianye lowered his head and looked at his right rib. There was a neat cut in the military uniform. He was silent for a moment, and said calmly, "I lost."
If Ji Yuanjia wanted to hurt him, this sword could make him see blood. And when his Bingjue was superimposed to the twenty-sixth floor, it was abruptly stopped by Ji Yuanjia. It's just that Ji Yuanjia is about to break through to level eight, but Qianye has only reached level five today, which is close to a gap of three levels. In a head-to-head encounter, Ji Yuanjia actually suffered a disadvantage, which shows the power of the king of soldiers.
"The so-called family secrets can be roughly divided into two types: secret methods and combat techniques. Secret techniques are generally the method of cultivation and operation of the original force, while combat techniques are both offensive and defensive, covering everything."
Qianye listened quietly, this was a completely unfamiliar territory to him.
"For example, the secret method Ye Mulan practiced is called 'Deep Frost'. If it is hit hard by her force, the cold air will penetrate into the body like a thin needle, and it is extremely difficult to resist." Ji Yuanjia smiled and said: "She Last time, she cared too much for herself and refused to suffer a little injury, which resulted in you becoming the king of soldiers. If she chooses to confront you instead of avoiding the battle, the outcome is hard to say."
Qianye knew that what Ji Yuanjia said was right. He didn't know how bad it was at the time, and he didn't clear up the invading cold air immediately, and he already felt a faint numbness and tingling pain behind him. If Ye Mulan hadn't lost so quickly, the cold air would definitely have caused him a lot of pain. big trouble.
And Ji Yuanjia's method of defeating him pointed out the weakness of Bingjue, that is, it takes time to reach thirty rounds of tide. Of course, not everyone can use this method to cut off the superposition of Qianye's Art of War. If he was one level higher, Ji Yuanjia would not dare to bump into him just like that.
Then there was a brief silence.
"Captain Bao Zhengcheng is still alive. His injuries are very serious. Yong Ye's medical conditions are not good enough. He has been sent to the upper continent. Fortunately, after he recovers, his combat power will not be damaged. After he returns to the Seventeenth Army, he can recover. The original military rank. There are three other people who survived, but after their injuries recover, I am afraid they will all retire, but they can all get generous pensions."
Qianye was still listening quietly, his eyes watching Ji Yuanjia gradually turned cold.
Ji Yuanjia didn't realize it, and continued: "The 131st company, as the vanguard battalion of this battle, made a new level of military exploits in the defense of the earth castle. Therefore, not only the soldiers who died in battle can get double the pension, but the families of non-commissioned officers and above can also get A place in the juvenile military academy."
Qianye said slowly, "Is this the final result?"
Ji Yuanjia said: "This is the result in the military battle report."
"It seems that you already know what happened, but you are not going to tell me?"
"Whether to tell you or not is up to Miss Qiqi to decide."
Qianye frowned. Before he could speak, Ji Yuanjia had already said calmly: "Four days ago, Miss knew that you and the 131st company had appeared in the Dongling mountain area near Tucheng Castle. She forcibly recruited the reserve 60th Division and rushed there overnight."
Qianye couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and calculated the time in his mind, and it turned out to be the night when he broke through.
"However, on the way to the earth castle, they were intercepted by the upper blood clan of the Monroe clan, and suffered heavy losses. The lady herself was also injured."
Monroe is a reputable and prominent surname in the dark world. It is known as one of the original thirteen clans of the blood clan. For thousands of years, there have always been princes sitting in the town. Their coat of arms is the legendary flower of fear, the mandala.
The pale golden mandala on Yetong's neckline suddenly flashed before Qianye's eyes, and he felt a mess in his mind. So far, all he has seen are pieces of a jigsaw puzzle piece by piece, slowly outlining a hideous shape over time, but the confusion and irritability weighing on his heart have not been relieved, but have become heavier.
"So, even if you want to suspend this entrusted task, you should go and make it clear to the lady in person."