"General Sun, Brigadier General Wang Hao of the Fourth Battalion of the Third Legion of the Flying Feather Legion, and Binglin, the general of the Yuhuang Legion, are asking to see each other outside. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" In a spacious room, a soldier suddenly rushed in and reported.

"Let them in." A middle-aged man who looked like a general waved his hand.

After the soldier was ordered to retreat, he smiled and said to a handsome young man: "What a coincidence, just waiting for you and Binglin, the front heel and the back foot will arrive." ”

"It's a coincidence." The young man smiled.

"What do you think of this little guy Binglin?"

"The brothers often mentioned him and worshiped him to the extreme, and the head of the family once praised him in the family."

The middle-aged man said angrily: "I didn't ask your brother, nor did I ask General Zhenguo, I asked you." ”

The young man smiled slightly: "What you have done is worthy of the title of a husband." ”

"There aren't many people who can make you think like that."

"He's going to be one."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

A short time later, the soldier led the two Binglin in.

"Brigadier General Wang Hao, the fourth battalion of the third legion of the Flying Feather Legion, has seen General Sun."

"The son of the Heavenly Crazy City Warrior Bing Lin has seen General Sun Bing."

The two hugged their fists at the same time.

The middle-aged man bowed slightly, Binglin claimed to be a son of the Zhan family, and did not mention that he was appointed as a general by Emperor Yuhuang, so that his first impression of Binglin was not bad, and he seemed to be a young man who knew how to be modest.

"Hehe, you came just in time, after you and Jackie Chan arrive, all the one hundred and one generals will be arranged, and you can start selecting troops tomorrow."

"Come on, go and invite the other generals to the General Military Mansion for a meeting!" He shouted outside the door.

During the period of waiting for them, he did not mention anything related to the recruitment affairs, but introduced him to the young man next to him.

This person's name is Jiang Chenglong, a descendant of the Jiang family, Jiang Songyu's brother, and also the commander of the seventy-fourth regiment of the Silver Feather Legion under Jiang Yunhu, who can be described as young and promising.

A legion is an establishment of 30,000 people, and the Silver Feather Legion is already the seventy-fourth legion by him, that is, the Silver Feather Legion has at least more than 2 million people, which is extremely strong.

Because of the relationship between Binglin and Jiang Songyu, Jiang Chenglong's attitude towards him was also very friendly, and the two chatted quite warmly, but more Jiang Chenglong was telling some interesting things about him in the army.

Mr. Sun handed a jade token to Bing Lin.

Binglin took it and looked at it, and immediately understood that this was an identity token, and when he entered the aura, words suddenly appeared in the token.

The first line is just two words, Ice Forest!

The second line is simpler, just one word, none!

He frowned, not understanding what it meant.

Seeing his puzzled look, General Sun explained: "The second line is the number and position of the unit, and the order above is not to assign you to a certain legion, but to let you build a legion independently and name the legion yourself." You don't have to be surprised that there are many other people in the same situation as you. ”

"Hmph, Uncle Sun, don't lie to Brother Binglin, the others are all famous veterans on the battlefield, and it is easy to build their own legions with their fame and gain a firm foothold quickly. But Brother Binglin just entered the barracks and built his own legion, with no reputation, no background, and no strong enough strength, just selecting soldiers is estimated to be difficult to move an inch, if you want to really gain a foothold, how easy is it to talk about? ”

Hearing Jiang Chenglong say this, Binglin suddenly understood, his feelings are stumbling blocks.

"Nonsense! Is it beyond the reach of you and me to speculate? Maybe Bing Lin was appreciated by a certain big man and deliberately wanted to test him, since it was an order from above, it was naturally their consideration. Also, this is a barracks! It's a school field! Pay attention to your title! ”

"Yes, the Admiral understands! But ...... "What else was he trying to say."

Binglin interrupted: "Okay, Brother Jackie Chan, don't embarrass General Sun, since it's an order, I, Binglin, obey it." ”

Jiang Chenglong frowned and said, "Did you offend someone?" ”

Binglin smiled brightly, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "It did cause some small trouble." But it doesn't matter, this little trick doesn't even qualify to add a little blockage to my mood, whether it's a test or a difficulty, this order is ...... to me."

The two stared at him.

“…… Correct! Combine! I! Meaning! ”

The two were very surprised, Binglin had always given people the impression of being relatively gentle and humble, but at this time, they felt that the young man in front of them was sharp, confident to the point of recklessness, confident to the point of arrogance, but it did not make people feel bad at all.

"Brother Jackie Chan, don't worry about the little brother, be careful that the little brother steals the limelight during the military parade and drill."

Looking at Bing Lin, who was full of confidence, Jiang Chenglong smiled dumbly, and sure enough, he was no longer worried, and said with a proud smile: "Then the old brother is waiting, I want to see why the old brother Binglin is so confident that he dares to declare war on my Silver Feather Legion." ”

Soon, the generals entered one after another and found their own seats.

Bing Lin knew that his qualifications and strength were the weakest existence here, so he calmly walked to the last seat and sat down, drinking tea casually, without the slightest feeling of discomfort.

However, not causing trouble does not mean that you will not get into trouble, and sometimes it is not that you don't look for trouble, and trouble won't come for you.

No, he sat there drinking tea, and there were still people who looked at him unpleasantly and walked up.

"Boy, you are Binglin, just a spirit warrior has become a general, but you have also broken the record of the weakest general, hahahaha......"

"Noise, where did the dwarf winter melon come from?" Binglin looked disgusted.

This person is actually not short, probably close to one meter eight, but under the premise that he is so fat, he looks short, looking at his appearance, he is only thirty or forty years old, this age, for cultivators, still belongs to the category of youth.

The two round beads on the plate of this person's fat face glared angrily at Binglin, and he shouted, "Little beast, what are you talking about! ”

"Who is the little brute scolding?"

"The little brute scolds you! Fuck me! How dare you scold me, I'll kill you! After the fat man said "the little beast scolded you", he saw Binglin's face sneering, and then saw that the people around him were either laughing from ear to ear, or forcibly holding back the laughter, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised. He thought about it carefully and reacted immediately, and was so angry that he wanted to do it directly.

"General Ye, this is the General Soldier's Mansion, do you want to do it here?" A voice sounded from behind, it was Jiang Chenglong.

Nonsense, how could Bing Lin be Ye Shan's opponent, if he can become a general, at least he is also a Lingshuai powerhouse, he and this Ye Shan have just been promoted to Lingshuai, but this kind of strength is more than enough to abuse an Bing Lin.

"Jiang Chenglong, it's none of your business here, don't think that you are a member of the Silver Feather Legion, I'm afraid of you, here, it's all up to your ability, you can be careful not to capsize in the gutter, hum!"

"Hehe, you think too highly of yourself, a fool cultivated by the Blood Tiger Legion, even if he wins against you, what's the point to me? Even if there is no Silver Feather Legion, it would be easy to abuse a garbage like you—"

"The current juniors are really getting more and more crazy, Ye Shan is right, the Silver Feather Legion is only a little more powerful here, after so many years, I haven't seen the soldiers trained by the generals of the Silver Feather Legion how strong they are. Since you are so confident, then I, Xiong Yishan, want to see if the soldiers trained by Lao Tzu can defeat the so-called First Legion. The man who spoke was a tall, strong, bearded middle-aged man, who matched his name for his size.

"Hahaha, what a guy who overturned the First Legion, the dignified commander of the Fourth Legion of the Black Bear Army, a dignified veteran of the battlefield, actually bullied the small, and said it so high-soundingly, so cheeky, I really admire it." A man with a white face said that Jiang Chenglong and Jiang Chenglong should look the same age at this time.

"There's no such thing as the Silver Fox Legion's trash interjection here." Xiong Yishan said disdainfully.

"You ......" The white man suddenly turned purple with anger, and he wanted to make a move, but he knew that he couldn't beat this bear-like man.

Most of the generals are not interested in joining in the fun, just look at the excitement, the legions to which these people who speak are not very good at dealing with each other, and their positions are different, and they don't do it directly when they meet, which is already good.

"Brother Jackie Chan, and this general, thank you, I understand your kindness, since someone is coming at me, if I hide behind the two brothers, it will make people see a joke." Bing Lin said these words calmly.

Jiang Chenglong frowned slightly, and persuaded: "Brother Binglin, don't be impulsive. ”

But Ye Shan and Xiong Yishan would not miss the opportunity to tease.

"It's like a man." Xiong Yishan said angrily, which sounded like a compliment, but it was actually agitated.

"I don't think that's necessarily, what you say is high-sounding, and the ghost knows if it's a show." Ye Shan sneered.

Binglin smiled, as if he hadn't noticed Jiang Chenglong and the hints of the white man, and said: "Haha, you don't need to provoke me, it's that you don't like me, and I also don't like you, since you want to wait to see me make a fool of myself, I, Binglin, will naturally not be scared by your dwarf winter melon and a stupid big man." ”

The two of them were pale, and their expressions were as uncomfortable as if they had eaten flies.

"What did you say!" Xiong Yishan said sharply, it has been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like this, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have slapped this hateful stinky boy to death.

Binglin raised his index finger and said, "One year!" A year later, the sword soul was unsheathed, the tiger was slaughtered, and the knife was tested! ”

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Binglin to be so arrogant, they searched their minds and didn't think of any legion called Sword Soul, in this way, there was only one possibility, he wanted to build his own legion!

They don't think this is a test, and they can be regarded as long-standing officialdom figures, and they can see at a glance that someone is deliberately stumbling over the ice forest.

That's okay, he actually exported "killing the tiger and slaughtering the bear", what tiger? What bears? Isn't it Ming who went to the Blood Tiger Legion and the Black Bear Legion?

Especially the last sentence "a small test", the goal is arrogant, and this sentence is even more terrifying, just look at Ye Shan, Xiong Yishan and the two of them have pig-liver-like faces, you can know what the two of them are angry about.

"You! You! You! Ye Shan pointed to the ice forest and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Hmph, there's a kind! Lao Tzu is waiting for you, I want to see if the soldiers trained by Lao Tzu can be compared to a little brute who does not know military affairs. Xiong Yishan smiled angrily, since Binglin has boasted about Haikou, then he will use reality to make him remember a little longer a year later.

Jiang Chenglong and the white man looked helpless, and there was a subtle disappointment between their eyebrows, and in desperation, they didn't say anything more, just as a lesson for Binglin to buy when he first entered the military camp.