Chapter Ninety-Six: The King's Population
The mountain is like a dragon, winding for thousands of miles, and there is no end to sight.
The city is like a tiger, hideous, domineering and self-generated.
Standing on the tall and heavy city wall, facing the howling and strong wind, Zhang Yang suddenly felt extremely small.
This kind of huge project that takes an entire country and a whole race, takes 500 years, invests hundreds of millions, and does not know how many bones are buried, does not need to be described in a special way, and 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, it was not an illusion, but an extremely dangerous feeling that his keen talent brought him.
There is no doubt that such a project that can suppress the national fortune is not something that he can imagine and look up to as a small village head.
"When will Lao Tzu's village be able to develop and grow, with such a great power that swallows mountains and rivers and is like a tiger?"
Full of emotion, Zhang Yang was simply fascinated to look at the majestic mountains here and the battlefield of Xiao Killing, completely forgetting the fact that he had entered the camp of the dead soldiers.
He even felt that this was the biggest gain of his trip.
A person's growth is inseparable from knowledge and experience, and it is impossible to say who is more important.
But to let Zhang Yang say, knowledge is like flesh and blood, which can be obtained by filling the method, experience is like the five internal organs, and it can be obtained by tasting bitterness and bitterness, only the momentum and bones are the most difficult to touch.
"Qi needs to swallow mountains and rivers to nourish the accumulation, and it is bound to build an iron prison city to survive on its own, with thousands of miles of wind and clouds, and iron bones - well, it's so fragrant!"
"Lord Captain, don't be stunned, it's time to hit the road, if you miss the deadline, you will be killed. β
An old voice sounded, and when he looked back, he saw a gray-haired human head in the iron cage talking, oh, and the body, and the ghost knows how the old man stuck his head out of the iron cage, and from a distance he thought it was a trophy hanging here.
That's right, this is the flamboyant camp of the dead, a total of five large iron cages, which contain 17 gray-haired old men, and most of them are missing arms and legs.
There are also fourteen gray-haired grandmothers, who are old and have an ageless temperament.
There are also twenty-one strong men, although they are strong, but their souls are gone.
Nineteen beautiful, delicate women, although they are beautiful, they are really very beautiful (saliva).
Finally, there were fifteen teenagers, who were small but even less courageous, crying and crying.
So this task is quite cheating, Zhang Yang thought that the dead soldier battalion he was assigned to was Duan Kuan's group, but it turned out to be a group of criminals and their dependents, I don't know what big crimes they committed, so the whole family is here neatly, isn't this just a change of death?
Of course, Dong Cheng, his new identity captain, was no better, and he was directly assigned to the Dead Soldier Battalion.
"Trigger the Super Hidden Mission!"
A blood-red message suddenly appeared on Zhang Yang's eyes, which was very shocking.
"Explanation, because you have obtained a new identity perfectly, you will trigger the Super Hidden Quest with a 5% chance of triggering. β
"Mission details, in the next three days of rotation time, to ensure that enough soldiers of the dead battalion survive. β
"Specific rewards, to ensure that the ten Dead Battalion soldiers survive, they will become your real subordinates and can be included in the recruitment panel of the Village Establishment Order. β
"Make sure the fifty Dead Soldier Battalion soldiers survive, they will become your real subordinates and can be included in the village building order recruitment panel. β
"Make sure all the Dead Battalion soldiers survive, they will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village formation order recruitment panel. β
"Friendly reminder, among the 86 soldiers in the Dead Soldier Battalion, there are 1 king-level Γpopulation, 19 noble-level populations, Γand Γ66 elite populations."
"What!"
Zhang Yang immediately exploded, and at this moment, when he looked at the old, weak, sick and faint in this iron cage, it was really as bearable as a big ingot.
There is actually a king-level population, and there are as many as 19 nobles, and the rest are all elite populations, which are developed and developed.
Wait, this task is very difficult, these people have almost no combat effectiveness, just rely on Lao Tzu, and they have to go to the most dangerous place, the camp of the dead, of course, they must go first in every battle.
No wonder there are such great rewards, as it is almost an impossible task.
"Who's the royal population?"
Zhang Yang wanted to take a look at it from the village building order, but he found nothing, there is no doubt that he must ensure that this family is complete, otherwise, he is very likely to die because of someone, it happens to be the king-level lord, after all, he is not the emperor.
After staring deeply at the old man outside the overhanging railing for a few seconds, Zhang Yang asked, "What is Bald Ridge?"
"Fifty miles away from here, out of the fortress, built on a lonely peak, advance and retreat on a road, on which can only accommodate a hundred people to fight, is the most famous Jedi in the defense system of the Great Wall in the Tianliang Mountain section, the mirage demon soldiers will take the lead in attacking here every time they attack, otherwise the stomach and back will be uneasy. β
The white-haired old man spoke eloquently, with a calm expression, and he knew the defense situation here very well.
Zhang Yang frowned,
"No, isn't the general in charge of the command here with a head pump, such an important place is not put on the elite, but let you old, weak, sick and disabled guard, even if your lives are not valuable, is the importance of this Bald Ridge not worth much?"
"Hehe, boy, you're not a vegetable bag, that's right, the Bald Ridge Fortress was captured by the Mirage Demon Soldiers in the early hours of yesterday morning, and we went to recover Bald Ridge this time, well, there are still 30,000 elites who launched an attack with our Dead Soldier Battalion, but we just went first. β
The white-haired old man said with a smile, not taking the impending death seriously at all.
But Zhang Yang's brain is pounding at the moment, and even now he wants to give up the task, no, he has decided to give up this task, let's return, what's wrong with Lao Tzu being a deserter?
Even if he goes back to dig grass roots and gnaw tree bark, Lao Tzu will never do this task that is simply a death mission, people are dead, how can they be worthy of those little beauties who are like flowers and jade?
"Do you want to give up on this mission? If you choose to give up, you will return directly, and there will be no more transcendent trials in the future. β
There is information in the village building order that is mapped in time, and it is quite conscientious, which is not a task that must be completed.
The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally sighed, Nima, Lao Tzu was still full of pride in his heart just now, swallowing mountains and rivers, like a fierce tiger, so good at kung fu to be a deserter?
"Old man, tell me more carefully, can our army recapture Bald Ridge in 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 establishment of the Bald Ridge Fortress, the fortress has fallen into the hands of the enemy eight thousand nine hundred and once, and then we have taken it back eight thousand nine hundred times, I have said it, that place is a Jedi, it cannot be defended, and it is not easy to attack, but under the siege of the army, it is only easy to recapture, of course, it will be easy to lose it. β
"Wait, is it useful to keep such a terrain?" Zhang Yang was simply stunned.
"Useful, this is one of the best flesh mills to consume the strength of the mirage demon soldiers, the demon soldiers have to attack, and we have to defend it. β
"Aren't we destined to die?"
"We were going to die, otherwise why would we call the Dead Soldier Battalion, idiot, or I will go to the Qinglou to hand over a sister to wake you up?"
That's right, they are all dead soldiers' battalions, and they must all be mortal tasks, from ancient times to the present, there is no dead soldier battalion in any army that is used to escort grain and grass and hide in the rear.
He really took it for granted before, in fact, he should have thought that from the moment he became the commander of the Dead Soldier Battalion, he should have understood what he was going to face next.
That's fair.
Because Duan Kuan and the other trialists will definitely be sent to the death camp in the end, and go to the Bald Ridge Fortress to survive the death.
It's just that because of Zhang Yang's previous efforts, he has become the commander of the dead soldier battalion, not the dead soldier, he can arrange the strategy in advance, he can defend according to his own wishes, and he doesn't have to follow the rigid orders of the Shangguan.
That's the advantage he's earned.
And this reward is really eye-catching.
In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's heart, and then he asked, "You old and weak women and children, can you rush to Bald Ridge tonight?"
"Of course not, even if we all go to the shackles, we have to get our weapons, and if we walk, we have to walk until noon tomorrow. β
"Can you get to Bald Ridge here?"
"Yes, the Great Wall defense line has been operated for five hundred years, it is no longer a simple fortification, there are galloping roads between the various fortresses, if there is a big car, we can arrive in an hour, don't worry about missing the deadline, but, you are the second son of a marquis who has lost his favor, and you have committed a big crime, do you think you can get a big car?"
"If I were you, I would simply close my eyes and jump out, and there would be no worries left. β
The white-haired old man's words were mean.
Zhang Yang smiled, turned his head and left, he is still a captain, so as long as he does not become a deserter, he can still pass freely within the defense line of the Great Wall.
He went directly to the granary of the defense line here, Sun Wencai was still unloading, he didn't leave, and he was greeting a middle-aged man with a white face.
After seeing Zhang Yang, Sun Wencai hesitated, and he also heard that Zhang Yang, the captain, was sent to the Death Battalion and would definitely die, so he had no future.
But in the end, he still gave up his hand to Zhang Yang and introduced: "Lord Steward, this is the warrior I told you, single-handedly slashing the twins, brave and unparalleled, if it weren't for this captain's presence this time, I would have died without a place to be buried." β
"Oh?"
The white-faced man glanced at Zhang Yang, then at Sun Wencai, and then said with a smile: "Captain Dong Cheng, I didn't know that you still had such bravery, I knew it was like this, why bother at the beginning, but what you did today is very responsible, then for my little sister's sake, say, what do you want, as long as it is not too much, before you die, I will try my best to satisfy you." β