In the camp, the person in charge of the selection was a general with a mustache. His eyes swept across Qi Ying, Wu Sanjun and others, and he repeated a sentence that he had said countless times today: "Name, cultivation level, Lingwu realm." Please report the type of martial spirit you want, as well as the position and military branch you want to take."
"Liu Xiaogen, at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, wants to be a cavalryman!"
"Li Lei, at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, wants to be an infantryman!"
"Wang Xiaoming, fourth level of Qi Martial Realm, wants to be a fire-headed cook!"
A few people in the Qi Martial Realm rushed to sign up. Several adjutants nearby glanced at the information they handed in and immediately announced the result: "Liu Xiaogen, go to the new barracks to receive cavalry assessment training. Those who pass the assessment will be cavalry, and those who fail will be infantry; Li Lei, you have a record of stealing. , go home; Wang Xiaoming, report to Huotou Camp immediately!"
The middle-aged man named Li Lei was anxious: "Sir, if I have a theft record, can't I join the army? Why can others with criminal records?"
One of the adjutants snorted: "Others have a record of stealing, that is, a small amount of money. You are going to steal the underwear of a yellow girl. How dare we want you? Come here and kick him out!"
"big… "
Before Li Lei said the word "human", a guard kicked him directly in the stomach and kicked him out of the tent with a loud kick. The action was so decisive and neat that Qi Ying was stunned.
He is also at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, but this guard is so much stronger than Li Lei!
I'm afraid that Feng Hemu, who was at the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm when he fought with him in the hunting ground, was only at this level.
The military is really a place where people grow.
"It's your turn."
The mustached general's eyes mainly stayed on Wu Sanjun for a moment.
"Wu Sanjun is at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, with the fourth-grade martial spirit 'Black Armored Bear'. He has any type of soldier and wants to be a captain of thousands!"
"Qi Yun, first level of Lingwu Realm, first-grade martial spirit 'Electric Snake', military type, choose reconnaissance scout."
Reconnaissance scouts are a unit selected by Qi Yuheng for Qi Ying. They mainly conduct reconnaissance outside the army, pass information to the army, and do not participate in the battle of the army. The risk is relatively low.
However, sometimes it is necessary to go deep behind enemy lines alone, and the mortality rate is quite high.
The most important thing is that scouts have relatively free space to move, and it is common for them not to return to the army for many days. Qi Ying can work hard and find time to practice and develop his own abilities.
The mustached general said calmly: "Show your martial arts."
"Roar!"
With a roar of a beast, a huge war bear three feet tall and covered with heavy armor appeared in the camp, with a deep aura.
Wu Sanjun smiled: "Sir, I am qualified to be a captain of thousands!"
"snort."
The mustachioed general chuckled, and his eyes quickly fell on Qi Ying: "Your martial spirit seems to be somewhat defective, as if it has not been fully awakened."
"Well, so some medicine is needed to cultivate it and turn it into a complete body."
On Qi Ying's right hand, a small purple snake hissed out a message. Purple lightning lingered on the snake's message, and it quickly dissipated.
"It turns out that he is a hunter from the Putuomanla tribe, so he is very suitable for the scout branch! I remember that when I first joined the army, I had a companion who was from the Putuomanla tribe and told me many interesting things about the Putuomanla tribe. The mustachioed general kept chatting with Qi Ying, "Are you still hunting the mandrills on the mountain over there, skinning them to make bedding, eating their meat, and using their bones to make your backs?"
Qi Ying shook his head: "How is that possible? We never take the initiative to hunt mandrills."
"Then I remembered it wrong." The mustachioed general said, slapping his head, "Unconsciously, I have been in the army for twenty years, and I can't remember many things clearly!"
"Sir, you have a lot of things to do. You can eat more mandrills to replenish your brain. That's the only place they can eat."
Qi Ying pouted.
Want to test whether I am a spy
The level is too low... Anyone who knows a little bit about hunting knows that mandrills usually live in groups. When they come out, there are dozens of them. They are not easy to mess with. Their bones are hard and brittle, so they cannot be made into bone tools. , the meat was so stinky that I couldn’t eat it, and the fur was so stinky that I couldn’t make bedding.
but.
If you ask someone who is really ignorant or knows little about hunting, you will really be stunned by the question. Who knows what habits the Putuomanla people have!
"See Young Marshal!"
Just as the mustached general was deep in thought, thinking about what distribution to Wu Sanjun and Qi Ying, there was a sound of respect outside, and then a silver figure strutted into the camp.
Qi Ying knew it was Marshal Huo at that time. Knowing that he was an arrogant master, Qi Ying quickly stepped aside and kept a low profile.
From Tianhe County to the Royal Capital, every time I meet this kind of young master, I am bound to encounter bad luck.
Now that the Yumen Army has arrived, they need to grow up in a low-key manner. The less interaction with such people, the better!
"General Li! Are you fooling me again?"
The silver-armored young marshal's tone was irritable, and the expression on his face showed anger: "I want you to use me as a scout to investigate the movements of the nomadic cavalry in the Gilded Kingdom, half a month! In addition to a bunch of wooden figures, half of the gilded No one from the kingdom was seen, what do they do for food?”
The mustachioed general suddenly stood up, nodded and bowed: "Young Marshal, the nomadic cavalry is so easy to find, so it is not the best cavalry team in the Gilded Kingdom... Scouts, how can they be so powerful? Half of them are so good. Yue can’t find anyone, it’s normal.”
"Asshole!"
The silver-armored young marshal stomped his feet, and his momentum soared to the sky that he almost raised the tent: "If you dare to fool me again, I will tear your mouth open!"