"Wu Tieyu stopped?" Tang Tian looked surprised: "Is he injured?"
"No." Huo Tianhai is Huo Ma'er's younger brother. After Huo Ma'er left, he was responsible for inquiring information. Wu Tieyu did not hide his whereabouts: "Although Kant made him suffer a little setback, he seems to have made a breakthrough. Instead of moving forward, it stopped."
"Breakthrough again." Tang Tian stroked his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Ling Xu said impatiently: "It doesn't matter whether he breaks through or not, he will be shot to death!"
"That's right!" Tang Tian clapped his palms: "I'll kill you! It's Xiao Xuxu who wins my heart!"
Huo Tianhai muttered twice, but did not dare to say anything. Although the two adults are very strong, their minds seem to be a little too simple. And the only wise Master He is retreating again.
Huo Tianhai's attention was attracted by the shouting in the distance, and he looked at those warriors who were training with some envy. Those warriors are the most elite warriors in the tribe, and now they are gathered together to receive formal training.
Unknowingly, the formation of the team had a taste that he couldn't describe.
Huo Tianhai was a little annoyed, if his sister hadn't been out on a mission, he would have been among these people.
These "loose, stupid and low-quality cannon fodder" in the eyes of the soldiers are receiving Tang Yi's training. Tang Yi is a gold sergeant with solid basic tactical skills. Bing integrated these "cannon fodder" only because of occupational obsessive-compulsive disorder. He didn't intend to waste his time on "cannon fodder". He placed high hopes on the future machine corps. After a few pushes and pulls, he was like a picky eater, pulling aside the bad-tasting food and throwing it to Tang Yi.
Unexpectedly, the effect turned out to be surprisingly good.
Although Tang Yi didn't have the high tactical literacy of soldiers, he didn't give half a cent to the execution of orders. This guy is stern and selfless, his personal strength is unmatched, and even the warriors of the tribe are very afraid of him. His low intelligence makes him extremely rigid and stubborn, but he is the most suitable for dealing with these rookies who have never had relevant training.
For a few days, it looked a bit decent.
Suddenly, a scout flew towards this side, and Huo Tianhai stood up abruptly, with a solemn expression: "What's going on?"
"Kant's subordinates are fleeing towards us, and there are two people chasing them." The detective quickly said, "Kant's [Silver Moon] should be in the hands of this person!"
Huo Tianhai's heart skipped a beat immediately, [Silver Moon] is one of the top lineages of the Jackal constellation, but he did not act rashly: "What are the origins of the two chasing people?"
"I don't know." Tan Shao shook his head: "But the strength is very strong."
Suddenly, the sound of hurried hoofbeats sounded.
Another detective rushed over, carrying a wounded and unconscious young man in his hand. The detective was sweating profusely, but his expression was very excited. I just picked it up from far away."
Mao Jun and An Bai were extremely depressed. They didn't expect that the duck with its beak flew away.
That kid was unconscious at the feet of Tanshao of the Fire Wolf Tribe, and they underestimated the strength of the horse under Tanshao's crotch. Neither had ever been to the desert and knew little about desert tribes. The desert tribes are good at breeding horses, with amazing foot strength and outstanding endurance. The horses equipped for the sentry are even more exquisite.
The horse breed bred by the Fire Wolf Tribe is called the Flame-Treading Horse, which is a sixth-order star soul beast with a strong sprinting ability.
Especially when it gallops without hesitation, it is like a flame of anger.
"It seems to have reached the end of the land." Mao Jun was full of annoyance, the stockade in front of him was endless, and the scout just slipped into it.
An Bai was also in an extremely bad mood: "These guys are too hateful! How dare they take people away right under our noses!"
"Let's go." Mao Jun yelled, seeing An Bai's unwilling face: "Don't you still want to go in and snatch people?"
An Bai's heart moved: "We will touch it at night, if they meet Tang Tian, they will run away."
Mao Jun thought it was a good idea. Both of them were very confident in their own strength, so they sneaked in at night, and at worst they could find out the truth.
The two didn't notice that Tang Yi, who was training in the distance, spotted them.
Tang Yi had a simple mind, when he saw two people, he realized that they were enemies, and without hesitation he commanded the team to approach each other quietly. After these days of training, these people under him have already begun to understand teamwork.
The two teams drew two arcs and approached them quietly from behind.
When they were two hundred feet away, Mao Jun and An Bai immediately became alert.
Seeing this, Tang Yi shouted without hesitation: "Kill!"
Take the lead!
The two teams of people rushed towards the two of them like two arcs of fire, and the flame-treading horse entered the sprint stage in an instant. The soft sand dunes didn't have any impact on the flame stepping horses. These warriors grew up in the desert, and they are very familiar with this terrain.
But such a sudden charge made everyone excited.
Tang Yi raised the saber in his hand.
"assault!"
The warriors behind were shocked, at least they hadn't forgotten the training these days, and quickly adjusted their positions. In the blink of an eye, a standard pointed triangle formation appeared behind Tang Yi. And five feet away behind them, two pointed triangles of the same size formed, and this change was passed on layer by layer.
When Tang Yi rushed to a distance of fifty feet away from the opponent, the entire team had already completed the change of formation.
Although Bing didn't care about these "cannon fodder", but out of perfectionism and professionalism, he still designed several simple tactics for the "cannon fodder". These tactics are based on the basic tactics of the Southern Cross Corps, and after improvement, they are more suitable for these warriors who grew up in the desert.
Tang Yibing's instructions did not have any doubts, and he faithfully implemented and executed these tactics.
An Bai and Mao Jun's expressions changed drastically.
corps!
Nima, in this place where the birds don't shit, they actually met the Corps!
The oncoming shock seemed to overwhelm the mountains, making the two of them fly away. Such an organizational system, such well-trained, what else is there besides the Corps
The first thought of the two of them was that they were fooled!
Who said this task is easy like an outing? Who said that this task is to pick up leaks? When they received the task, the information given by the employer did not say a word that the other party had a corps! If they knew that the opponent had a corps, they wouldn't do it no matter how much money they gave!
When it comes to the corps, no matter how powerful the bounty warrior is, he will definitely be cautious!
Tang Yi's face was calm without any waves, his squinted eyes were shining brightly. As a gold sergeant, he was the best sergeant in the entire corps. Although the way of fighting has changed, the qualities bestowed on him by the new barracks have not diminished in the slightest.
During the sprint, he always used his breath and position to guide these rookies.
Without him, these rookies who have just trained for a long time would never be able to launch such a powerful impact!
The saber that was as big as a door panel was raised high, like a battle flag held high!
"kill!"
Tang Yi shouted like thunder, and slashed down with a knife.
The martial artist behind him suddenly promised: "Kill!"
An Bai, who was running in a hurry, suddenly noticed a dazzling light behind him, and his color paled in horror. Without thinking, he suddenly ejected to the side!
A dazzling and piercing sword glow brushed against his body and sank into the sand dunes three feet away. Behind it, a cloud of sword glows of different colors plunged into the sand dunes like raindrops.
boom!
An Bai felt a darkness before his eyes, and half of the sand dunes blasted into the sky, like a curtain of sand, covering even the sun!
A cloud of yellow sand hit him, excruciatingly painful.
The blood on An Bai's face faded completely, and there was only one thought in his mind.
Mom, run!
There was another blade light, whistling from behind like raindrops, but this time, there was no giant blade light, no terrifying aura. He didn't dare to stop, he had a small silver shield in his hand, and threw it behind him.
Shield seat silver secret treasure, [Silver Light Shield].
The small shield turned into a silver light shield about three feet in size, blocking behind An Bai.
bang bang bang!
The blade glow like raindrops bombarded it, and the light shield was violently turbulent for a while, but it did not shatter. Three consecutive waves of attacks bombarded it before the light shield shattered.
In the other team, Dao Mang blasted towards Mao Jun like raindrops, and Mao Jun kept dodging like crazy. A fluffy knife glow rolled forward, Mao Jun was in a panic, his clothes were torn to pieces.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment, once he was stuck by the other party, he would die.
Tang, who was on the horseback, was expressionless. In his opinion, the result was simply horrible.
According to the standards of the Southern Cross Corps, this Jackal Corps is obviously extremely unqualified. In the Southern Cross, each small combat unit like this will have a non-commissioned officer as the main attacker to guide the attacks of others. And his current position should be held by a more powerful sergeant major.
Tang Yi just let out a deep drink: "Follow!"
The team behind him immediately followed closely as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
An Bai and Mao Jun were both running wildly, their faces were pale, and they only hated the loss of two legs. It's true that they are the strongest in the heaven list, but facing a professional tactical unit like the Corps, they have no chance of winning.
It's just... How could there be a corps in the Jackal constellation
The Corps cost a lot, and it was a bottomless pit. The key is that even if you have money, you can't do it. Because tactical talents are so rare, excellent tactical talents at the level of mercenary regiments these days are regarded as treasures by every force.
The tactical talents who can sort out the battle of 30 people are worth a lot of money.
There are regiments here...and obviously well-trained!
The two people who were in a panic didn't notice at all. They were flying in one direction without knowing it. The two were scared out of their wits, only to feel that there were enemies everywhere!
Tang Yi stared at the two of them closely. In his eyes, two dotted lines stretched out from the two who were running and converged at one point.
The horse-chopping knife dragged upside down by his side trembled and whispered, and the misty light of the knife lit up little by little.
The fighters behind Tang Yi felt the master's strong fighting spirit at the same time, they all kept up with Tang Yi's rhythm to stimulate their true strength, and they all dragged the scimitar backwards at the same time!
Why tactical talents are precious, because tactical talents can use their breath and martial soul to guide the team's attack rhythm and gather the team's strength.
Tang Yi, it's a gold sergeant!
His face was cold and indifferent, his long eyes were narrowed, the meeting point became more and more clear in his eyes, the lightly trembling and humming Saber Saber, as if unbearably hungry and thirsty, his wrist trembled lightly, and the master-level saber technique suddenly came out!
The martial artist behind him, the real power that was ready to be released, seemed to be pulled out lightly, and poured down. Without even thinking about it, they slashed together.
All the lights are united, the sword is like the cold moon, silent!