The mountain is like a dragon, winding for thousands of miles with no end or end in sight.
The city is like a tiger, ferocious and domineering.
Standing on the tall and heavy city wall, facing the howling and strong wind, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his incomparable insignificance.
This kind of huge project, which involves an entire country and an entire race, took five hundred years, invested hundreds of millions, and buried countless bones. Without any special description, it can make people feel awe-inspiring and dare not make mistakes.
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 the extremely dangerous feeling brought to him by his keen talent.
There is no doubt that such a project that can suppress the national destiny is not something that a small village leader like him can imagine or look up to.
"When will my village be able to develop and grow, with such power that it can swallow up mountains and rivers and be as powerful as a tiger thousands of miles away?"
Full of emotions, Zhang Yang looked at the majestic mountains and the battlefield here with a fascination, completely forgetting the fact that he had entered the death camp.
He even felt that this was the biggest gain from his trip.
A person's growth is inseparable from knowledge and experience. It is impossible to say who is more important.
But for Zhang Yang, knowledge is like flesh and blood, which can be obtained through filling. Experience is like the five internal organs, which can be obtained by tasting all kinds of bitterness and bitterness. Only momentum and character are the most difficult to touch.
"The energy needs to be swallowed up by mountains and rivers to nourish the essence, the momentum needs to build an iron city to sustain itself, the wind and clouds are thousands of miles clear, and the iron bones are clank - well, it smells so good!"
"Master Colonel, don't be stunned. It's time to hit the road. If you don't meet the deadline, you will be beheaded."
An old voice sounded. When I looked back, I saw a white-haired human head in the iron cage talking. Oh, and there was a body. Who knows how this old man stretched his head out of the iron cage. From a distance, it looked... I thought it was a trophy hanging over my head.
That's right, this is Zhang Yang's death camp. There are five large iron cages in total, and there are 17 gray-haired old men in them, and most of them are missing arms or legs. They are old, but their tempers are not. .
There are also fourteen gray-haired old ladies, who are old but not old in temperament.
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 (drool).
Finally, there were fifteen teenagers. Although they were small, they were even more timid and crying.
So this mission is quite cheating. Zhang Yang thought that the dead soldier camp he was assigned to was Duan Kuan's group, but it turned out to be a group of criminals and their families. They didn't know what serious crime they had committed, so the whole family came together Now that I'm here, isn't this just a different way to die
Of course, his new identity, School Lieutenant Dong Cheng, was not much better and was sent directly to the Dead Soldiers Camp.
"Trigger super hidden mission!"
A blood-red message suddenly appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes, which was very shocking.
"Explanation, because you have obtained a new identity perfectly, the super hidden mission is triggered, and the triggering probability is 5%."
"The mission details are to ensure that enough soldiers from the Death Soldier Battalion survive during the next three days of rotation."
"Specific rewards, ensure that ten soldiers from the Death Soldier Battalion survive. They will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the village building order."
"Make sure that fifty soldiers from the Death Soldier Battalion survive. They will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the village establishment order."
"Make sure all the soldiers from the Death Soldier Battalion survive. They will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the village establishment order."
"Friendly reminder, among the 86 soldiers in the Death Soldier Battalion, there are king population × 1, noble population × 19, and elite population × 66."
"What!"
Zhang Yang was immediately furious. At this moment, when he looked at the old, weak, sick and comatose in this iron cage, he was really as patient as a big ingot.
There is actually a king-level population, and there are actually as many as 19 nobles. The rest are all elites, and they are very developed.
Wait, this mission is very difficult. This group of people has almost no fighting ability. I am the only one who has to go to the most dangerous place, the dead soldier camp. Of course, I must climb first in every battle.
No wonder there are such generous rewards, because this is an almost impossible task.
"Who is the king-level population?"
Zhang Yang wanted to check the village building order, but found nothing. Undoubtedly, he must ensure that the family is intact, otherwise, he is likely to die because of one person, who happens to be the king-level lord. After all, he is not European Emperor.
After looking deeply at the old man hanging his head outside the railing for a few seconds, Zhang Yang asked, "What is Bald Ridge?"
"Fifty miles away from here, the forward fortress is built on a solitary 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 we will be in trouble."
The white-haired old man talked eloquently, with a calm expression, and he knew the defense situation here very well.
Zhang Yang frowned.
"Isn't that right? Is the general in charge here crazy? Instead of putting elites in such an important place, we let you old, weak, sick and disabled guard it. Even if your lives are worthless, how important is Bald Ridge? Isn’t it still valuable?”
"Hehe, boy, you are not a loser. That's right. The Bald Ridge Fortress was captured by the Mirage Demon Soldiers in the early hours of yesterday morning. This time we are going to recapture Bald Ridge. Well, we will launch an attack with our Death Soldier Battalion. There are still 30,000 elites, but we just boarded first."
The white-haired old man said with a smile, not taking his impending death seriously at all.
But Zhang Yang's head was pounding at the moment. Even now he wanted to give up the mission. No, he had decided to give up the mission and come back. What's wrong with me just being a deserter
Even if I go back to dig grass roots and chew tree bark, I will never do this task that is simply a death sentence. Everyone is dead, how can I be worthy of those beautiful little beauties who are as beautiful as flowers
"Do you want to give up this mission? If you choose to give up, you will return directly, and there will be no more extraordinary trials in the future."
The information on the village building order was reflected in a timely manner, and it was considered conscientious. This was not a task that had to be completed.
The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally he sighed, Damn, I was filled with pride just now, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and was as powerful as a tiger. How can I be a deserter after being so good at martial arts
"Old man, please tell me more carefully. Will our army be able to recapture Bald Ridge with this attack?"
Zhang Yang calmed down, whether he fought or not, he had to figure it out.
"Yes, in the four hundred and thirty-seven years since the Bald Ridge Fortress was established, the fortress fell into the hands of the enemy 8,901 times, and we took it back 8,900 times. I told you, that place is A Jedi cannot be defended and cannot be attacked, but when surrounded by a large army, it is only a piece of cake to take it back, and of course, it is also a piece of cake to throw it away."
"Wait, is it useful to keep such a terrain?" Zhang Yang was simply stunned.
"It's useful. This is one of the best flesh-and-blood mills for consuming and restraining the mirage clan's demonic soldiers. The demonic soldiers have to attack, and we must defend it."
"Then are we not going to die?"
"We were originally going to die, otherwise why would we call it a death camp, idiot? Or should I go to a brothel and find a girl to help you wake up?" The white-haired old man blinked, as if laughing at Zhang Yang's stupidity.
That's right, they are all dead soldier battalions, and they must be performing missions that require death. From ancient times to the present, no dead soldier battalion in any army has been used to escort food and grass and hide in the rear.
He had really taken it for granted before. In fact, he should have thought that from the moment he became the leader of the Death Soldier Battalion, he should have understood what he was going to face next.
That's fair enough.
Because Duan Kuan and other trialists will eventually be sent to the death camp and go to Bald Ridge Fortress to survive in death.
It's just that because of Zhang Yang's previous efforts, he became the leader of the dead soldier camp instead of a dead soldier. He could arrange strategies in advance and defend according to his own wishes without having to obey the rigid orders of the superior officer.
This is the advantage he has gained.
And this reward is indeed enviable.
In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, and then he asked: "Can you old, weak women and children make it to Bald Ridge by midnight tonight?"
"Of course not. Even if we are all removed from the shackles, we still have to get weapons. If we walk, we have to go until noon tomorrow."
"Is it possible for a big car to get to Tutu Ridge from here?"
"Yes, the Great Wall defense line has been operated for five hundred years. It is no longer a simple fortification. There are roads connecting each fortress. If there is a big car, we can arrive in an hour. We don't have to worry about missing the deadline. However, you are alone The second son of the Marquis has lost his favor and committed a serious crime. Do you think you can get a big car?"
"If I were you, I would simply close my eyes, jump out, and there would be no worries at all."
The white-haired old man's words were very harsh.
Zhang Yang smiled, turned around and left. He was still a captain, so as long as he didn't desert, he could 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 was chatting with a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard.
After seeing Zhang Yang, Sun Wencai hesitated. Just now, he heard that Zhang Yang, the captain, was sent to the death camp and was bound to die, so he had no future.
But in the end, he still handed over his hand and introduced Zhang Yang: "Master Manager, this is the warrior I told you about. He can kill twins with a single sword. He is unparalleled in bravery. If this captain hadn't been here this time, I would have died without a burial place." ."
"oh?"
The white-faced man looked at Zhang Yang, then at Sun Wencai, and then smiled and said: "School Lieutenant Dong Cheng, I didn't know you were so brave. If I had known so, why bother? But what you did today, You are quite responsible, so for the sake of my little sister, tell me, if you have any requests, as long as they are not excessive, I will try my best to satisfy you before you die."