"Lin Mo, it's my fault, but you don't belong to the battlefield, go to the rear, provide me with more powerful cards, and believe that I can win the war!"

Shen Luo choked.

The hundred-member personal guard is like a brother to him on weekdays.

In twelve days, forty-one of the 100 people died, much higher than the mortality rate of the other 100 regiments.

He didn't have a heartache!

But he couldn't help it, he was the commander of the legion, and he couldn't retreat.

was already in a weak position, and as long as he took a step back, the defense of the border line would collapse in an instant.

Lin Mo cried into tears.

Feng Chen's heart seemed to be tugged at by something.

It turned out - the war was so cruel.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Lin Mo stood up and looked at the corpse on the ground, his heart was dripping blood.

"Shen Luo, I will definitely not leave this time, I will kill all those eight kings and calves!" Lin Mo looked viciously in the direction of the border line.

Shen Luo shook his head, "You are a genius, it's a pity to die on the battlefield, believe me!

Lin Mo's strength is very strong.

Everyone who can enter the pro-guard team is very strong, and Lin Mo barely ranks in the top thirty.

In terms of combat effectiveness, whether Lin Mo joins or not will not affect the outcome of the war.

But the cards invented by Lin Mo definitely have the ability to turn the situation around.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, he understood Shen Luo's thoughts.

He also knew that the battlefield was indeed not for him, but why...... It hurts.

Lin Mo threw out a storage card and gave it to Shen Luo, "Take it, this is my apprentice, I'll give it to you, let him go to the battlefield for me." ”

In the storage card, there are a thousand four-star food cards that were just made last night.

Originally, Lin Mo wanted to make a lot of money, but now, he didn't mention any money at all.

"I'm leaving, next time I come back, if you don't fight well, I'll screw your head!"

After speaking, Lin Motou left without looking back.

He didn't dare to look back, he was afraid, he was afraid to see those brothers waving at him, he was afraid to see those brothers smiling at him.

Shen Luo laughed miserably, this time - he lost so badly.

Watching Lin Mo leave, Shen Luo put his eyes on Feng Chen, "Your name is Feng Chen, right? ”

"Recruit Feng Chen, come to report!"

Shen Luo patted Feng Chen's shoulder, "Boy, you are very courageous, you dare to come knowing that the current battlefield is full of crises, you are worthy of being Lin Mo's student." ”

It stands to reason that minors like Feng Chen are not allowed to enter the legion.

But Lin Mo personally sent him to Shen Luo, so naturally no one would say anything.

"When the country is in trouble, the husband is responsible!"

Shen Luo's heavy mood was relieved a little because of Feng Chen.

"Boy, what is the purpose of your coming to the battlefield?"

"Kill the enemy, become stronger, kill stronger enemies!" this is Feng Chen's thoughts.

Before coming, he had a lot on his mind.

But after entering the barracks, he only had this one thought.

Especially seeing Lin Mo crying, Feng Chen knew more about the cruelty of war.

The rear is the country and the family, do they retreat?

Not all legions are like Shen Luo.

Shen Luo has a food card and doesn't worry about supplies at all.

So Shen Luo never robbed resources after breaking the city, but what about the enemy legion?

They are already short of supplies, and if they want to continue fighting, they can only plunder materials, feed the war with war, and even slaughter the city......

"Okay, good!" Shen Luo said three good words in a row, patted Feng Chen's shoulder and said, "Well said, kill the enemy and become stronger!"

"From today onwards, a member of the Fifth Regiment of the Seventh Army of the First Army of the Yulan Kingdom, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask the centurion, your centurion is called Yang Lin. ”

After speaking, Shen Luo arranged for a person to take Feng Chen to report.

As a recruit, there is a learning period.

Ten days after entering the legion, you can not participate in the war, you only need to hone your combat skills and cooperation.

"Lao Yang, give you a personal and take care of it, you are Lin Mo's student. ”

Yang Lin has a beard on his face, looks like he is in his thirties, and he is very bold.

"Oh, here's a relation, kid, you're Lin Mo's student, shouldn't it be too bad?" Yang Lin didn't mean anything else, he knew Lin Mo's strength and vision.

can let Lin Mo accept apprentices, Feng Chen's talent should still be okay, but he looks too young.

"My name is Feng Chen, thirteen years old, a seventh-level card repairer, and a fifth-level card maker. Feng Chen introduced himself.

"I'll be a good girl, thirteen years old and seventh-level Kaxiu, fake!" Yang Lin spoke very straight, but his personality was bold.

"Feng Chen, very good, starting tomorrow, as long as there is no war, I will personally instruct you. Yang Lin's voice was rough.

"Thank you, Centurion. ”

"You kid - you're welcome, since you're here, you're a brother, just call me Yang Lin. ”

Yang Lin is a ninth-level card repair, and most of the hundred-person group he is in charge of are seventh-level card repairs, only ten eighth-level card repairs, and a few sixth-level card repairs.

In war, individual ability is not very important, the key is to cooperate with each other.

"It's not early, let's go back and rest first, come to me tomorrow morning to get the armor, and you can also get three battle cards and ten energy cards. ”

On the way here, Lin Mo gave Feng Chen a bunch of seven-star cards, there were thousands of them, but this was a gift from the legion for combat materials, so there was no reason to refuse.

"Wang Biao, you take Feng Chen to rest and arrange a camp tent for him. ”

Wang Biao is Yang Lin's adjutant, and he looks like he is twenty years old, white and clean.

On weekdays, Yang Lin is responsible for combat matters, while Wang Biao is responsible for daily chores, material distribution and collection, and the like.

"Little brother, are you really a student of Big Brother Lin Mo?" Wang Biao looked adoring as he spoke.

Even though Lin Mo has been away from the barracks for many years, his legend is still circulating.

Feng Chen nodded, "Yes." ”

Although he rarely studied with Lin Mo, he was indeed Lin Mo's only personal disciple.

"Then you must be very good at making cards, right?"

Feng Chen thought for a while, it seems that Lin Mo's legend should be related to card making.

That's right, Lin Mo always has some whimsical ideas, and he is willing to take action to try.

It seems that Lin Mo should have invented a lot of cards with great uses when he was in the First Legion.

Feng Chen smiled, "Generally, not as good as the teacher, I am just a fifth-level card maker." ”

"Not ordinary! You're only thirteen years old, you're already a seventh-level card repairer, and you can raise the cardmaker level to five, so you'll definitely be able to make a name for yourself in the Legion like your teacher in time. ”

Feng Chen found out that this adjutant named Wang Biao was a fanatical fan of Lin Mo.

Under the leadership of Wang Biao, Feng Chen came to a tent.

There are twenty soldiers in one tent, but fortunately, it is spacious enough, and even if they cultivate, they will not affect each other.

Only by rising to the Centurion can you have a tent on your own.

After all, there are 100,000 people in a legion, and they can't live too scattered, so they can only be arranged like this.

"Feng Chen, you can sleep here tonight, the quilt and mattress are new, remember to get up early tomorrow and exercise in the morning. ”

"I know, Brother Biao should go back and rest early. ”

After making the bed, Feng Chenpan sat down and began his daily cultivation.