"The soul returns, the race comes to follow... During the period of the clan, I hope that the soul will return to the forest..."

On the martial arts arena of the Zuo battalion, thousands of clan soldiers hummed in unison the requiem full of sorrow and nostalgia.

It is not the first time to send Ouyang Ting, a clansman, but it is the first time he has sent his clansmen away in this way.

Although it was sung by thousands of people, the song was tactful and melancholy, and the irrepressible sense of farewell in the humming and singing was infinitely extended.

Therefore, Ouyang Ting, who has learned perseverance since childhood, gradually moistened his eyes in the singing. But in just two days, all kinds of pictures in the meantime filled his mind.

This is a farewell gift for the army, and it is also a means to enhance the cohesion of the soldiers of all ethnic groups.

It is precisely because these rules have accumulated and continued over the years that this land of the clan wall has gradually become a world outside the race.

In today's battle, the left battalion lost more than 300 soldiers.

In other words, Ouyang Ting's supplement to their batch of newcomers the day before yesterday can really, can only be regarded as a supplement...

Surrounded by singing, the fire in the center of the martial arts arena gradually rose.

The clan wall was too far away, and in order to prevent these warriors from rotting on the way home, they would suffer the disrespect of the passers-by who covered their noses and disgusted. Therefore, the custom of sending fire has always continued on the border battlefield.

The body is the continuation of the bloodline, but the armor on the body is the companion who accompanies them on their last journey and carries their souls.

The ashes of the warriors will be used as materials to repair the city walls and become part of the clan walls. And the armor, each tribe has its own habits.

Some will send people to take home, or to use blood to see things and think about people, or to pass them on to the next generation.

Or, like the Ouyang clan, let them stay in the barracks as if they never left.

After the ceremony, everyone slowly retreated, and after a hasty meal, everyone began to return to the barracks, after all, the day and night were too tiring.

Especially for those newcomers who survived, physical fatigue is still secondary, and mental torture is even more profound. They need to rest...

Ouyang Ting walked slowly, but as soon as he went up the stairs, a person appeared in front of him blocking the way.

"Chen Feng?" looked up and saw that it was the partial general Chen Feng.

I saw Chen Feng nodding at him as a greeting, and said, "Houying, the commander is looking for you." ”

"Commander, what are you looking for me? Ouyang Ting didn't react for a while.

Ouyang Ping, who was beside him, was overjoyed, pulled his sleeve and said, "It must be a good thing, you killed so many brute beasts today, this is a reward." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiao Ting, hurry up, this is a big deal!" the clansmen also urged when they heard this.

After all, the Ouyang clan was too weak before this, and had never made such a feat.

On weekdays, this Chen general takes care of them, otherwise, they can only be the existence of the little end.

Although this place will not oppress the lower clans at will, it also advocates force! Strength determines everything, and this is the land where the tribe is especially superior.

At the end of the day and night, that kind of disdainful look is definitely inevitable.

Therefore, at this moment, in the face of the call of the commander, these people of the same clan were even more excited than Ouyang Ting. They yearn for this glory!

"Okay, thank you!" Ouyang Ting nodded and arched his hand at Chen Feng, turned to the clansmen and said, "You guys go back first, I'll go back when I go." ”

After speaking, he put the fire fork in his hand on his shoulder and walked towards the other end of the martial arts arena.

At the other end of the martial arts arena was a group of blue brick courtyards, Ouyang Ping had already explained to him, and further inside, was where the person who killed the martial arts pavilion was.

After a while, Ouyang Ting walked through the wide martial arts arena and came to the back camp where the commanders were.

But here he was a little dumbfounded, and in front of him there were five huge tents.

Looking at them, he slapped his head. The five commanders, who are their own commanders?

I wanted to ask the guards in front of the big tent, but after thinking about it, I was a little reckless. Forget it, let's go and ask Chen Feng to come again.

Thinking of this, he was about to turn around. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit behind him.

"Who!" Ouyang Ting's reaction was not slow, his body turned to his right arm and exerted force in an instant, and the fire fork on his shoulder swept over with a horizontal slash with the rotation of his waist.

"Bang!", the fire fork hit it impartially.

Ouyang Ting was shocked, in this big camp, in front of the commander's tent, someone dared to blatantly carry a knife to commit murder!

The man who came was a man in his twenties, and the two silver stripes on his chest were particularly eye-catching.

Ouyang Ting's eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted, "Who are you? Why did you attack me!"

"Hey! The man smiled, took the knife and squinted at him, "The strength is good, but it's not enough..."

After speaking, he ignored Ouyang Ting's gradually gloomy face, and rushed straight towards him.

The strength of the man's flesh and blood was very strong, only stronger than Ouyang Ting, and his hands were completely integrated with the long knife in his hand between pushing left and right.

The great opening and unity of the indomitable horizontal slash set off a gust of knife wind.

Ouyang Ting flickered with an oversight, and the long knife in the man's hand slashed, making a finger-long cut on the leather armor on his chest.

"You!" Ouyang Ting was already annoyed, and when he saw his leather armor being scratched, a nameless fire rushed straight to his head.

It was the only thing his father had left him!

"What's the matter?" The man smiled, raised his long knife and pointed at Ouyang Ting and said, "It's fun to be angry!"

"Play?" Ouyang Ting slowly raised the fire fork, and said in a somewhat cold tone: "I'm afraid you can't afford to play." ”

"Haha! You little hairy boy actually threaten me, come on, hit me and count me as if I lose!" the man laughed, raised his chin, and a hint of abuse flashed in his eyes.

"If you don't lie down, you won't lose!" Ouyang Ting stomped his feet, and the whole person bowed down like a cheetah and rushed over.

"Good time!" the man greeted with a flat sword.

"Bang, bang..." the two slammed into each other.

And just as the figures of the two were staggered, thirty or forty black-robed warriors slowly appeared not far from them.

"That's a good kid. At such an age, he is so fierce!" A group of black-robed warriors watched with interest as they crossed their chests and fought each other.

One of the black-robed warriors poked the person next to him and asked, "Didn't you pick up these new soldiers? ”

When asked, the black-robed warrior was a little embarrassed and said, "I know he's quite young, but I haven't seen him fight, so how do I know he's not that kind of showman." ”

Replying, this black-robed warrior was one of the newcomers who returned to Zuo Daying with Ouyang Ting and them.

"Haha, you still don't believe that you were kicked in the head by a donkey, have you ever seen such a young awakened teenager in the clan? admit it, you are stupid!" the black-robed warrior sneered.

"I—" He was speechless this time.

Ouyang Ting, who looked at a fire fork in the field, couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he recommended meritorious, it was rewarded with beast crystals.

Thinking about it, he clutched his chest and painfully sacrificed to the beast crystal that had left him...

"Dang!" The long knife in the warrior's hand was shaken open again, and Ouyang Ting said softly: "If you have this little ability, I will beat someone." ”

"That's a lot of strength!" The warrior's sword-holding hand trembled slightly, and he looked at the fire fork in Ouyang Ting's hand in disbelief and said, "What kind of weapon are you?"

In the military, this kid is not the only one who uses heavy weapons, but it is rare to be able to play so smoothly without being red and out of breath.

After all, it's not strange to be able to hold a hundred pounds of chopsticks, and it's amazing to be able to eat well with it!

"Hmph, cut through my leather armor, feel it yourself. Ouyang Ting snorted coldly, no matter what purpose this person made a move on him, the revenge of the leather armor could not be avenged.

Ouyang Ting came from the most humble tribe, but in order to be better than his peers and even older children.

In addition to his daily basic training, he would continue his training outside the clan after nightfall.

And, of course, by the way, to admire the moon ...

In the arduous training and the entanglement between the hunting and the prey that often went up the mountain alone, although he didn't know how powerful the people outside were, he was very confident in his speed and disadvantage.

Between his legs balancing and kicking the ground, his body moved with his waist, and his arms swung a fire fork of more than 100 catties and swung it violently!

"When!when!when!" he swung three prongs in succession with a burst of power, and with the fierce turn of the stick, the stick became stronger than the other.

The young man didn't dare to slack off, Ouyang Ting's weird long stick came too quickly, and in a hurry, he could only block it with his shoulders and his hands flat.

He had a hard time blocking the first blow, but he didn't have time to slow down, and the second blow came in the blink of an eye.

The young man's arms were numb, and the long knife in his hand snapped.

"Bang!" the third, and most powerful, blow hit him right in the chest.

I saw that the young man's face became hideous and spit out a mouthful of blood due to severe pain, and the whole person was swept upside down by Ouyang Ting's fire fork.

"Oh no, it's a big fun!" the black-robed warrior who was watching over there exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Group fighting?" Ouyang Ting discovered them as early as when they were fighting, and his heart sank when he saw them hugging each other.

However, he was not waiting for the indiscriminate good people to be bullied, and before they stepped forward, he kicked his right leg with the strength of the third blow, and rushed forward as soon as his body turned.

"Yay, this kid.... Ah!" The three black-robed warriors who rushed to the front didn't expect this kid to hit them.

Ouyang Ting made a meritorious contribution with a stick, and the three black-robed warriors were swept away by his fire fork of more than 100 catties. Screaming and clutching his stomach, he fell.

Poor God... They're just here to see the fun, bare-handed!

Just as the other black-robed warriors were stunned, Ouyang Ting stepped forward and rushed straight into the crowd with a high hammer in both hands.

In just a moment, this godly killing martial arts pavilion member who was said by Ouyang Ping was actually beaten by him to eight or nine.

Plus the previous one, a young man, no, he can only be regarded as a teenager ... A young man actually overturned more than a dozen members of the Killing Martial Pavilion at once.

Even if you're bare-handed... But are you pigs?

Originally, the commander and the Martial Pavilion Left Great Camp Pavilion Master, who were still standing from a distance with the same interest as them, had a twitch on their faces at this moment...

You're acting like this, and I'm going to blow you up to the sky!

What about the glory of the good?