060 Betrayal

By the time the six transformational demons arrived in a hurry, Bu Qingyang had already filled the little airship with the best spirit stones and demon dragon bone materials, and it was all right!

Bu Qingyang drove the airship seven times and eight times in Wuzhen Mountain for a long time, and when he went back to the camel peak, the sky was already bright, but at this time, he suddenly heard the news that the battle had been over, and the demon beasts of Wuzhen Mountain suddenly retreated eastward, along with all the demon beasts around the mountain, all of them were withdrawn, and there was no one left.

The Praetorian Guards immediately occupied Wuzhen Mountain, and it is said that because of the miasma and poisonous fog, they also lost a lot of people, causing a lot of chaos.

But Wuzhen Mountain was finally taken, and the 117th and 118th armies successfully completed their tasks, after which the 117th Army continued to garrison Wuzhen Mountain, while the 118th Army returned to its original marching sequence and left.

The soldiers of the 118th Army, who had withdrawn, said that nothing had been found on Wuzhen Mountain, all of them were large and slippery squares and caves with nothing, and it did not look like there were signs of an important formation at all.

When Bu Qingyang heard the news, he was busy moving the remains of Fei Lian from the camel peak.

The quality of these Fei Lian wrecks is very good, at least they are all above the initial stage of transformation, and one of them has even reached the stage of transformation! After a little transformation, these wrecks can be made into a good formation arrow platform. In the future, their team members will be able to use these arrows to fight the monsters from a long distance, without having to take so much risk to fight the monsters hand-to-hand.

"Have all the demon beasts on Wuzhen Mountain withdrawn?" Bu Qingyang was puzzled, the demon beasts walked so cleanly and quickly, and they didn't even leave any formation materials, why did they retreat, what secrets were hidden on Wuzhen Mountain?

He is not at a high enough level and is not qualified to go up for an inspection, and what he is most concerned about now is how to completely arm his players with formations. Only in this way can you survive on the brutal battlefield.

Jiang Feng was called to a meeting again, and the troops rested in place for a long time, saying that they would wait for other reinforcements to come up together in the back, and then drive east!

It seems that it is indeed a big battle, and Bu Qingyang and they don't know anything about where Xiang Dong is fighting.

When it was almost noon, there was a shocking news: the Zhenghu camp was disbanded!

Everyone was gathered on a wide gentle slope, and Zheng Bingwen, the commander of the battalion headquarters, stood on the top of the hillside, about to give a lecture to everyone.

Bu Qingyang took Wu San and came to stand behind everyone in a small airship, he wanted to hear what the battalion commander said, why he wanted to disband the Zhenghu Battalion, and who gave the order!

"Brothers, I, Zheng Bingwen, the commander of the Zhenghu Battalion, am here to say to you, I feel very ashamed, we lost more than 300 brothers in this battle, and the responsibility lies with me alone! I failed to protect everyone!" Zheng Bingwen said as he stood there with a sad face.

There are more than 1,100 people in the Zhenghu Battalion, and the loss of 300 people at once is indeed quite heavy.

Everyone was gloomy.

"Brothers, the next battle will be even more tragic, and the sacrifices will be more, we are all brothers in the Zhenghu Battalion, and we are all young elites of the major families, we can't just die worthless!" said this, he looked extremely impassioned.

Everyone echoed and agreed.

"And what are you going to do?" someone asked in a loud voice.

Zheng Bingwen raised his hands and pressed them down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"I've inquired, it's also the Menke Corps, no one died in the Tenglong Battalion this time, they don't have to fight and charge behind the 118th Army, but they can pick up a lot of benefits!"

Everyone exploded at once, this is too unfair, they are also the disciples of the two young sons, why do they have to charge and fight here, and the Tenglong camp on the side of the big young master is so comfortable?

"Don't worry, the commander of this battalion is also thinking about the brothers in the camp, so he made a difficult decision to disband the Zhenghu Battalion and integrate the whole organization into the Tenglong Battalion!"

As soon as his words fell, the whole battalion exploded!

Young Master Ji is not here, the Zhenghu Battalion is about to be disbanded, and they, the young elites recruited by Young Master Ji, will feel a little unhappy in their hearts.

But if you stay in the Zhenghu camp, there are still a lot of battles to be fought in the future, will you stay here and wait for death?

Just when everyone was talking, suddenly a loud voice shouted:

"Who gave you the right to disband the Zhenghu Battalion?" everyone looked back and saw that it was Bu Qingyang.

Bu Qingyang got off the boat and walked quickly to the top of the hillside.

"What kind of thing are you, talking to the battalion commander in such a tone!" Several disciples suddenly flashed out in the middle and stopped him menacingly.

"Get out of the way!" Bu Qingyang shouted in a deep voice.

"It's up to you! you have the ability to draw your sword!" said one of the black-clothed disciples defiantly as if he had drawn his sword.

"You should know that I am the first class A in this qualifying competition, are you challenging me?" Bu Qingyang said coldly.

"You ......" The disciple's face changed, he looked at Bu Qingyang, and then at the Yellow Turban Wusan who was following behind, and after all, he still didn't dare to draw his sword out.

"Just let him come up, so that everyone can understand!" Zheng Bingwen said pretending to be generous.

Bu Qingyang took Wu Santeng up the hill.

"Brother Bu, do you want to stay here and die?" Zheng Bingwen asked loudly as soon as he saw Bu Qingyang coming up.

"Who gave you the authority to disband the Zhenghu Battalion?" Bu Qingyang ignored his question, and instead asked in a loud voice.

"I've already said that staying here is also going to die, and we all defect to the Tenglong Camp, do you think it's still necessary to keep this nihilistic name?" Zheng Bingwen asked rhetorically.

"Who gave you the power to disband the Zhenghu Battalion?" Bu Qingyang ignored him and continued to ask.

"You ......" Zheng Bingwen was a little annoyed and angry, he was about to have a seizure.

"It's me!" a tall, fair-faced young man suddenly flashed out of the crowd, "I gave him the idea to disband the Zhenghu Battalion!"

"Chu Hong!"

"The first class first-class champion of the year before last, the personal disciple of Elder Ling Yeqing!"

Everyone exclaimed together.

As everyone said, this young man was none other than the leader of the three generations of disciples of the Chu family of the Great Family of Dijiang City, and the personal disciple of Elder Ling Hu Yeqing, one of the 11 elders of the Dragon and Tiger Sect Elder Sect today, Chu Hong!

In today's cultivation world, there are many talents, but there are always some people, among the many extremely outstanding young talents, they can also stand out and become stars who stand out from the crowd, Chu Hong is one of them, a shining supernova!

Bu Qingyang looked at him, "Chu Hong, are you qualified to disband the Zhenghu Battalion?"

Chu Hong smiled slightly, "If all the people in the Zhenghu Camp are dead, is there still a need for him to exist?"

"What did you say?" Bu Qingyang was taken aback, "What do you mean by everything you said is dead?"

"Isn't this obvious? Someone is going to kill the people of your Zhenghu Camp, and only by leaving the Zhenghu Camp can you have a glimmer of life, do you understand what I said?"

"You mean...... Elder Wei?"

"That's what you said, I didn't say it! Who did your young master offend? I should have a good idea in my heart, now even if people declare personal vendettas, you have no one to support you, isn't the situation a bit miserable?" Chu Hong said, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph!" Bu Qingyang snorted coldly, "So you are greedy for life and afraid of death, so you want to think about betraying the young master and going to the new master?"

"Don't say it so ugly, you know that you are going to die, and you rush straight inside, that is called the courage of the horseman. Besides, those who betray or don't betray are all serving the Dragon and Tiger Sect, from the Zhenghu Camp to the Tenglong Battalion, aren't they all serving the young master?" Speaking of this, the mockery on the corner of Chu Hong's mouth became even stronger.

"That means no one has authorized you to disband the Zhenghu Battalion?" Bu Qingyang asked in an accentuated tone.

"Boy, how old are you? Ask questions here, our big brother Chu has explained to you very clearly, if you want to live, join the Tenglong Battalion, if you want to wait for death, stay here, don't move, what are you doing for a long time? Get out of the way!" a deputy lieutenant surnamed Qin at the battalion headquarters scolded impatiently.

"You haven't answered me yet!" Bu Qingyang stared at Zheng Bingwen's eyes.

"Shameless for you, right?" The deputy lieutenant surnamed Qin was suddenly furious, he snorted, pulled out the sword from his waist, like Bu Qingyang pounced, but as soon as he took a step under his feet, he suddenly felt that his throat was pressed against a sharp blade, so frightened that he trembled violently and didn't dare to move.

It turned out that it was Bu Qingyang's sword, and it was a zhang away, and the kid was cured.

Seeing this, Chu Hong's fingers holding the sword moved slightly, but at a glance he caught a glimpse of the Yellow Turban Lux Wu San's originally empty hand, and suddenly there was a murderous battle axe, his face changed imperceptibly, and finally he didn't dare to sell it.

Zheng Bingwen and the others saw that Chu Hong didn't make a move, and they didn't know what the situation was, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Bu Qingyang, there is no one in the Zhenghu Battalion, do you still need me to disband?" Zheng Bingwen was forced to quibble.

"Yes, if you throw yourself into the dragon camp, I will not stop you, but I beg you to return the gold medal order arrow to me. ”

"I put the gold medal order arrow in the base camp of Longhu Mountain!" Zheng Bingwen spread his hands.

"Don't pretend, the gold medal arrow is in your storage bag, I guess we better not make a fuss. After Bu Qingyang possessed the divine sense of the demon dragon, a low-level storage bag like this would not be able to stop his induction.

Zheng Bingwen looked at Chu Hong, and Chu Hong nodded slightly.

"Okay, count you ruthless!, however, you have to figure it out, Young Master Ji is uncertain about life and death, I don't know if you can still eat with this broken token, and you can still be your death-free gold medal!" he took out the gold medal arrow from the storage bag and threw it into Bu Qingyang's hand.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Bu Qingyang grabbed the gold medal arrow in his hand and shook it at you.

"Everyone, Zheng Bingwen took the initiative to abandon his position and leave the camp and go to serve elsewhere, I would like to represent Young Master Ji here to take back his Tiger Talisman from the Zhenghu Battalion!" he shouted loudly, "How about it, Brother Bingwen, hand over the Duwei Tiger Talisman!"

PS Author's Note:

I'm very sorry, because the results of this book are too bad, and it is expected that it will be difficult to improve in the future, so I have no confidence to continue to update according to the original rhythm, and it is possible to interrupt or slow down, I hereby inform you, sorry book friends, thank you for your support all the way!