Chapter 155 The last large-scale mandatory training is over, Zhao Xing is robbed! (Three more)
"Is there any method to lower intelligence in the world?! They all become stupid!" Xia Jing couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at the people who were covering their heads and drooling foolishly.
"I don't want to participate in this kind of mandatory training anymore. I don't know how long I can last."
Cao Shuang shook his head as if trying to get rid of the stupidity in his head.
"Zhao Xing, if I do something stupid like these warriors, just knock me out!"
Cao Shuang said to Zhao Xing who was beside him.
Xia Jing was unhappy: "What do you mean, do you look down on us warriors?"
"What's wrong? I just look down on you. What do you want from me?!" Cao Shuang said angrily.
"Do you want to die? I'm going to chop you down right now!" Xia Jing drew his sword.
"Come on!" Cao Shuang pointed his neck, "Cut here, or you'll be Xia Jing, the son of a bitch!"
"Fuck your mother!" Xia Jing drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang and immediately chopped it towards Cao Shuang's neck.
"Puchi~" A hand blocked Cao Shuang's neck, blood flowed out, and the sword was grasped.
"Brother Xia, wake up." Zhao Xing slowly lifted Xia Jing's sword. Although blood was flowing, he still moved the sword away from Cao Shuang's neck.
"Alpaca, you really want to chop me? I'm going to fight you!" Cao Shuang suddenly became furious and ran towards Xia Jing.
"Bang!" "Ugh..."
Zhao Xing's knife was so sharp that he knocked Cao Shuang unconscious. The flame he spat out spun around and only curled Xia Jing's hair before being absorbed back by Zhao Xing.
"Asshole, you actually dare to burn my head with fire? Get out of the way, I will chop him down!" Xia Jing raised the sword and was about to chop it down again.
"Pah!" Zhao Xing slapped Xia Jing on the forehead with his big fist, causing the Niwan Palace to vibrate and a golden aura to be dispelled. "Are you calm?"
"Hiss..." Reasonableness returned to Xia Jing's eyes.
"Bang!" Zhao Xing thought Xia Jing had not recovered yet, so he hit her again.
"Stop! That's enough, Brother Zhao. I'm awake now!" Seeing that Zhao Xing wanted to hit him a third time, Xia Jing threw away his sword, indicating that he was free from the influence of the spell.
"Okay, let's discuss some countermeasures." Zhao Xing pointed to the sand table next to him and said, "For this joint military exercise, there are only a few senior commanders left in our recruit camp."
"We must gather these remnants and break out as soon as possible. Otherwise, no matter if you are a warrior, a farmer, or a mechanical engineer... you will not be able to achieve good results in this training."
Xia Jing rubbed his cheek and opened the tent to take a look.
Outside in the barracks, one group of people were fighting, one group of people fell to the ground, and another group of people were squatting on the ground drooling and playing with ants.
Among the familiar faces of the four martial arts masters, there were some who remained rational, including Zhang Jie who was taking a shit without caring about his image, and Chen Fang who was watching him taking a shit, but there was confusion in their eyes.
Chen Fang was lying on a chair, groaning, wrapped in medical bandages.
This is a large-scale [mandatory training] that simulates actual combat situations, and the location is in the 'Tianmen Peaks' near Daofeng Mountain.
The reserve forces within Shiyang Cave, including the Military Department, Sinongjian, Tiangongfang and the Temple, jointly participated in the performance.
The four departments have a total of more than 150,000 people!
Their opponents had only 30,000 people, but these 30,000 people were all drawn from the nine regular armies in Shiyang Cave Heaven.
This mandatory training really taught the new reserve recruits a good lesson.
Fifteen thousand against thirty thousand, nothing else is needed, just a breakthrough.
However, after half a month, none of the most elite recruits, including the talented group of Xia Jing, Zhao Xing, and Cao Shuang, could break out.
Xia Jing's spirit, which had just risen, dropped again.
Who knows what they have been through these days?
First, hundreds of ghosts paraded at night, and the master of ceremonies in the temple ordered tens of thousands of mountain ghosts to launch a surprise attack on the barracks of the new recruits.
What followed was the barbarians' five elements catapults bombarding the area for seven days.
Five days later, natural disasters came one after another, including floods, earthquakes, scorching sun, insect bites...all the insects and beasts in the Tianmen peaks were driven here.
In the past few days, Li Xiu was sent to use methods such as lowering the intelligence, sowing discord, and provoking the new recruits.
The provocation caused many recruits to break away from the battle sequence and rush towards the veterans' camp like crazy.
Chen Fang is an example of the counter-espionage method. He was beaten up by Zhang Jie, Hu Bing and ten other fighters who were hit. He is still groaning now.
During this period, the IQ reduction method continued to work, making them all upset and unable to calm down and think.
Just now, Xia Jing even wanted to kill Cao Shuang with one sword.
"How do we fight?" Xia Jing looked up at the sky in silence. "The marching tents and flags can't protect everyone. We, the designated commanders, will stay in the marching hall. With the help of the master of ceremonies, we can isolate ourselves from the enemy. But once we go out, we will be affected by these spells."
Zhao Xing came out after bandaging his palm. "There is no other way. We have to find a way to break out. Could it be that the effect of our spells has an interval? Whether it is a ritual practitioner or a ghost-controlling master of ceremonies, this kind of large-scale spellcasting has an interval."
"Brother Xia, please take a look."
Xia Jing followed Zhao Xing's direction and looked at the sand table in the tent.
"The Tianmen Peaks, the distances between the mountains, and the formations between the peaks all leave gaps and weak spots, which are the breakthrough points for us new recruits."
"Greeting Peak, Baishou Peak, Sanqing Mountain, Yulian Waterfall, Xiaoyao Valley, Yixiantian, Nanqing Garden... these forty-six places can all be visited."
"We are following the route of Baishou Peak, Yixiantian, and Yulian Waterfall. Based on our previous experience in breaking out, the intervals for casting spells on this route and resisting ghost obstacles are: starting at 3:45 pm and ending at 11:00 pm."
"Natural disaster obstacles, starting at 7:15 pm and ending at 3:15 pm, one of the eighteen natural disasters will randomly occur. My brothers in the Sinongjian and I can give advance warnings."
"Li Xiu's three methods of blocking will start at 4:45 of the You hour and end at the end of the Hai hour. The three methods will take turns at intervals and occasionally launch surprise attacks, but we also have time to breathe."
"The combat effectiveness of their soldiers is deliberately set to be relatively weak in the weak spots. As long as we can get there, we can rush over..."
Listening to Zhao Xing's explanation, Xia Jing's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can go over there. Zhao Xing, you really have the demeanor of a great general. I didn't expect you to have thought so much!"
Zhao Xing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Xia, this is a joint decision made by the nine of us. We are already on our way out. This is the forty-seventh time I have said these words to you."
Xia Jing was startled, then said: "Yes, I remember now! It is indeed you, me, Cao Shuang, Chen Fang, Zhang Yi and others who thought of it together."
"How many times have I been hit by the 'Forget Worry Method'? Have I missed any important decisions during this period?"
"I can't remember clearly either." Zhao Xing took out a roll of yellow paper with many things recorded on it, "But Zhang Yi recorded it on the holy page, you can take a look."
"Where are the others?" Xia Jing asked. "They are resting nearby."
"Engineers Wang and Qi are repairing the flying boat," Zhao Xing said. "In another hour, the people in the camp will regain consciousness, but you and I must act quickly to wake them up in advance. Otherwise, we won't have much time to travel, and we will be hit by another large-scale spell, which will put us in a vicious cycle."
"I understand." Xia Jing glanced at the map, "We have reached Hukou and are about to break out successfully. You and I will act separately now. If you feel something is wrong and can't hold on any longer, come back here quickly."
Xia Jing looked at Cao Shuang lying on the ground and said sadly, "If the senior generals are wiped out, there will be no hope of breaking out. I'm afraid we won't be able to pass this training."
February 19th, the seventeenth year of the Jingxin calendar.
Tianmen Peaks and Nanqing Gardens.
Behind the Nanqing Gardens is a barren area.
"Swish swish~"
The dilapidated flying boats swayed in the sky, up and down, left and right, as if a drunk man was driving the boats.
"Buzz~" Finally, one of the flying boats couldn't hold on any longer. It let out a wail and crashed into the ground. Fortunately, the forced landing was not at a high altitude and only caused a cloud of dust.
"Cough cough..."
A hand climbed up the edge of the tattered flying boat, and then Zhao Xing's face appeared.
"Damn it, Che Shihai, can you fly a flying boat? Isn't your last name Che? I'm almost breaking my bones driving this flying boat!"
Zhao Xing cursed, reached back and picked up Che Shihai.
Che Shihai, who was also disheveled and bleeding at this time, couldn't help but cry out: "Can you blame me for this? Can you blame me for this?"
"Boss, you have to blame Engineer Wang! He didn't fix it. No matter how good I am at flying the boat, it's useless!"
Click~
A piece of the flying boat's deck fell off, as if confirming Che Shihai's words.
At this time, more people climbed out.
Among them was a half-bald young man holding a hammer and limping over.
Wang Ji is one of the top-level geniuses in Tiangong Workshop.
"Che Shihai, don't speak against your conscience!"
"The Swordfish Flying Boat in the army is a top-grade fourth-level one, and its array has 49,000 driving forces. It was previously flattened by the barbarian's Five Elements Catapult. Apart from me, who else can make it fly?!"
"Go to Tiangong Workshop and ask around. How many people can do it?!"
"How come Cao Shuang's flying boat can land safely? And you still say it's not your skill?"
"I haven't settled the score with you yet. What the hell are you doing? I've even shaved off a piece of grass from my scalp!"
Wang Ji was a person of sticklers. When he saw Che Shihai putting the blame on him, he immediately became unhappy and started cursing at him.
"Mr. Wang, forget it." Zhao Xing hurriedly stopped Wang Ji.
"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have hit him with a chisel!" Wang Ji covered his head in anger, "I don't have much hair to begin with, and now I've shaved off another piece of it."
"Hehe, Mr. Wang, don't be angry. It's my fault. I was wrong." Che Shihai smiled awkwardly. He thought Wang Ji was not on this flying boat, but he didn't expect that he failed to shift the blame.
"Military doctor! Where is Military Doctor Yuan? Come and check on Engineer Wang!" Zhao Xing used wind magic and shouted at the top of his voice to cover the surroundings.
"Stop shouting, I, bah, I'm under your feet..." A weak voice came from the sand underground.
"Huh?" Zhao Xing was startled and jumped away quickly, then saw a dead head sticking out from the ground.
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"Break apart and shine, rise!" Zhao Xing stretched out his hand and pointed, and Yuan Yang's body floated up from the ground.
"I'm really convinced." Yuan Yang looked at Zhao Xing resentfully, "My head kept moving, didn't you feel something was wrong?"
"Brother Yuan, your head is like steel. I thought you were stepping on a stone." Zhao Xing said embarrassedly, "Come on, Brother Yuan, wash it first."
hum~
Suddenly, a large column of water fell from the sky and surrounded Yuan Yang.
"Wash him too. It's sticky and mixed with sand, so it's hard to apply medicine." Yuan Yang pointed at Wang Ji's head.
"no problem."
Zhao Xing washed the wound of Wang Ji, the mechanical engineer, again.
Then Yuan Yang took out a piece of plaster from the medicine box and patted Wang Ji's head with it.
"Okay, within half a month, you will grow hair!"
We are chatting here.
The rest of the flying boats landed and many people ran out.
"Are you all okay?" Xia Jing quickly came over and looked at Yuan Yang, "Is anyone seriously injured?"
If the injury is serious, we have to call the Joint Exercise Department to ask the seriously injured person to leave the scene.
No one can really die.
But ordinary broken bones and lost flesh are not considered serious injuries.
"No one wants to quit." Yuan Yang took a quick look, "I don't sense any serious injuries."
The structure of all living things in the world should be perfect. If there is serious damage, this kind of imperfection will be perceived by doctors, especially military doctors, like the bright moon in the night.
Sensing injuries is the most important skill for a military doctor.
"That's good." Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief. "We've already come this far. It would be too unfair if we back out again."
Yes, Xia Jing and his team have completed the breakout. There are no more "enemies" ahead. As long as they reach the designated location, they will complete this mandatory training.
"Zhao Xing, give the order to rest for a while?" Xia Jing asked.
At the beginning, Xia Jing, the son of the marquis's mansion, was elected as the chief general of the camp, and the others were only deputy generals. But now, half a month later, Zhao Xing's say is getting more and more important.
The position of the main general was actually given to Zhao Xing.
"You are the commander, you give the order." Zhao Xing smiled. He didn't have the mind to fight for power. The training process was so miserable, what else could he think about. "We are probably the first battalion to break through, so we don't need this little time."
"Okay." Xia Jing said, "Then let the brothers rest for half an hour. We have already passed the boundary of Nanqing Garden. We can finish the special training in another quarter of an hour."
The seventeenth year of the Jingxin calendar, the nineteenth day of the second month, the third quarter of the evening.
The 19th Battalion of new recruits, consisting mainly of Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Cao Shuang, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, Zhang Yi and others, with a total of 1,500 people, completed the breakout mission on the 17th day after the start of training.
According to their performance in the breakout and measured by various indicators, all members of the 19th Battalion of recruits, the first to break out, received an A-level evaluation!
Among them, Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, a total of 29 people, showed their talents in this performance, played their roles perfectly, and received the A+ rating.
In early March, the new recruits camp broke out one after another.
On March 15th, the last large-scale training in Shiyang Cave ended.
All the reservists of the nine garrisons will leave Shiyang Dongtian in April and take up their designated positions. If they can complete the assigned tasks, they will be able to successfully obtain official positions in the military.
This time there is no guarantee of life or death.
In the previous six months, Zhao Xing, the Minister of Agriculture of the Shenwei Army, who had received A-A rating many times in the mandatory training and completed all 17 optional training courses, also ushered in a wave of scramble.
Especially after the last large-scale training was over, Zhao Xing returned to the Sinongjian.
Soon after, lobbyists arrived.
The first lobbyist was an acquaintance.
"Zhao Xing, I am Helian Lie, the brave captain of the Lieyang Army. At the request of the Marquis, I come here to invite you to join my Lieyang Army."
"If you are willing to come, you can choose any of the ten elite battalions of the Lieyang Army, and the Marquis is willing to give you a piece of territory in Jiutian Yingyuan Prefecture, according to the food and fiefdom standards of a third-class earl!"
(End of this chapter)