The heat was choppy, but there was not a trace of sweat on him, and he lay on the ground and sniffed vigorously, picking up a leaf.

Looking back, one of the frightened scouts almost fell off a tree.

A mask, a miserable white goat mask, was staring at him.

The scout knew that he had been discovered, and when he turned to escape, a strange man in a goat mask appeared behind him at some point.

A man sat on a boulder, took off his mask, and looked west at the sunset, his sickly pale face expressionless, and the cold seemed to freeze the heat wave around him.

With the sunset lowering his eyes, a pair of big eyes were particularly deep, the man glanced at the several scouts that his subordinates had captured from nearby, and coldly asked the subordinates nearby, "Is it the Yellow Turban Thief?" ”

The man shook his head, and the man waved his hand.

Several goat soldiers took off their longbows in their hands, and with a shake, blades appeared on the back of the bow and slashed towards the scout's neck.

"General?"

The man took the goat mask to his head, straightened up, looked at a military general who was incompatible with his subordinates, and said coldly: "General Zhao, please tell Lord Jizhou Mu that Koji Yi will come back in seven days." ”

Han Fu's subordinate Zhao Fu looked at Lu Yi helplessly, and wanted to say something more, but when he thought of the corpse of the Yellow Turban Thief he had seen along the way before, Zhao Fu still shut up.

"Then General Koji, please take care!"

Koji Yi waved his hand, as if he had just executed a few scouts, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Zhao Fu.

"What's the big deal! What a pride! Phew! Zhao Fupi didn't smile, he knew in his heart that Lu Yi was addicted to killing, and now he was difficult for anyone to persuade.

However, according to Zhao Fu's observation and calculation, the troops of nearly 1,000 soldiers who died first actually lost 300 men and horses.

Zhao Fu felt that it was necessary to participate in the Yiyi book in front of Jizhou Mu Hanfu.

Ko Yi's goal is clear, to wipe out Zhang Mancheng's Yellow Turban Army, but what makes him curious is that there seems to be another force in the northern mountains.

Who are they, and are the scouts they sent out to keep an eye on them?

The sun had not yet set completely, and the clouds had already hit the distance, and after a burst of lightning and thunder, the wind rose and rolled up the fallen leaves.

As the night darkens, a group of strange people wearing goat masks shuttle through the mountains, continuing to search for the traces of the Yellow Turbans.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, heavy rain poured in, and in the territory, except for the militia on guard, the rest of the people had already taken refuge in the houses.

No, to be precise, there are still a group of people standing in the middle of the school yard in the rain.

Even if the storm hit them, they were not moved, just because there was a figure on the Dianjiang platform in front of them, which was so majestic!

Looking at the militiamen on the school field who were still in excellent spirits, Zhang Mu was very satisfied.

After three rounds of screening, more than 1,000 militiamen with strong combat effectiveness were selected, and they were given the opportunity to be promoted to soldiers.

During the day, standing and running are meant to test their endurance and physical strength, but now, they are training their willpower.

"My lord?" Hao Meng suggested: "I'll just watch here, you go back and rest first." ”

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "No, I'm with them!" ”

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Hao Meng said loudly: "Stinky boys, did you hear it!" They all cheered me up one by one, and they all stood up straight for me! Who the fuck can't hold on, stand up for me and go back to the second echelon! ”

"Okay, since no one has come forward, then don't blame me!" Hao Meng's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said, "Fight me!" ”

Zhang Mu knew that it coincided with the heavy rain, and Hao Meng added a subject to the more than 1,000 militiamen.

Fight in the rain!

The heavy rain gave them loach-like bodies.

Two by two, no rules to fight!

"Does this work?" Zhang Mu not only asked curiously.

"Lord" Hao Meng explained: "Soldiers, not only to learn to use weapons, but also to have a strong physical fitness, can not always pin the method of killing the enemy on the weapon, the beast without sharp fangs can not kill the enemy?" In the same way, a soldier has to find a way to kill his enemies even if he has no weapons! ”

Zhang Mu felt that what Hao Meng said seemed to make sense.

"That's right, General Hao" Zhang Mu looked at Hao Meng, pointed to the crowd fighting on the school ground, and said with a slight smile: "You lost to me just now running, I'll give you a chance to earn back some face?" ”

Hao Meng was stunned for a moment, shook his hand and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"So, let's get started."

"Ah" Seeing that Zhang Mu had jumped off the platform, Hao Meng was stunned, and he was almost scolding in his heart, what kind of god does this girl's lord understand!

"Whew......" the little wolf cub Mu Mu raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.

Lu Kuang and the Lu Xiang brothers, who were awakened by the heavy rain, had already fought on the side.

Drink, hey, bang, bang, bang, dangdang!

"It's my brother!"

"You're the younger brother!"

Zhang Mu himself didn't know when he returned to the house, he only knew that he slept very dead this night, and when he woke up, his body was still sore and his back hurt.

Lu Lingqi had already prepared breakfast for him, but the careful Zhang Mu found that this girl was walking a little swaying.

Zhang Mu then remembered that after he returned to the house last night, it seemed that he had experienced other battles, and it was a hearty battle.

The rain stopped, according to the girl's comparison, it stopped in the second half of the night, there was no sun today, a breeze entered the house along the window, Zhang Mu took a deep breath, and the air was full of business.

"Comfortable!" Zhang Mu crossed his fingers, and after he was lazy, suddenly, there was a dinging sound in his mind.

Zhang Mu was stunned, looked at it, and was happy.

His three-dimensional attributes have actually changed.

Zhang Mu:

Force value: 72 (74).

Intelligence: 62.

Luck: 30.

I actually gave birth to two points of force inexplicably, which is equivalent to eating a force fruit.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Mu was sure that this was obtained after a long day of training yesterday.

It turns out that training oneself can also increase the force value.

If that's the case!

Zhang Mu felt the need to discuss life with Jiang Gan.

"What, my lord, you mean, you want to ask me for a question of knowledge?" Jiang Gan was so frightened that he almost fell off the stool, seeing Zhang Mu's serious look, Jiang Gan snatched the chicken feather fan from the mouth of the little wolf cub Mumu, stroked his two glances at the goatee, and said: "Lord, you are asking the right person, after all, I am the first wise man in the territory, punching Yingchuan Academy and kicking Jiujiang Academy......"

"Ding", Zhang Mu was overjoyed, sure enough!

Brawnness: 74.

Intelligence: 60.

Luck: 30.

Zhang Mu's face darkened instantly, and he pushed Jiang Gan, who was talking enthusiastically and boastfully.

"Lord, it's a good thing not to be ashamed to ask, don't go, don't be embarrassed, you must teach all your life to teach the lord, lord, lord......"

"Lord, let's talk all night!"