How much does it cost to train a ninth-order soldier?

Other forces are not like Lu Shuang's Flying Sky City, which has a large number of S-qualified NPCs, and S-qualified NPCs can comprehend 100% of king-level skills and advance to become a ninth-order soldier that is unique in ten thousand, even if it is an A-qualification NPC one level lower than the S qualification, the chances of becoming a ninth-order soldier or king-level profession are much less.

If you want to train a ninth-order soldier, based on A-qualified soldiers, a maximum of twenty percent of the people in the first trial can become an eighth-order soldier, and among these eighth-order soldiers, only one-tenth of them can be promoted to a ninth-order soldier. Moreover, the necessary conditions for advancing to the ninth order soldier are very harsh, soldiers and generals must cultivate their internal strength to the peak of the special level, and Zhang Jiao's two hundred ninth-order high-level Yellow Turban wrestlers stand out among the two thousand eighth-order soldiers who have cultivated the special internal strength.

Although there are some props or skills that can improve a soldier's chance of promotion, they are of little help to the ninth-order soldiers, so Zhang Jiao spent almost two thousand sets of internal strength mental methods to cultivate two hundred ninth-order soldiers. Convert the internal strength heart method into RMB, these two hundred people are simply internal strength heart method, which is theoretically worth two billion RMB, you must know that a copy of the internal strength heart method sells for one hundred gold in the system store. And now the high-level internal strength heart method and the special internal strength heart method are simply priceless, many guilds want to buy can't buy it, can only be obtained by killing combat professions or exchanging items, the system price of one hundred gold a copy of the super internal strength heart method is almost the cost price is also the lowest price. If a general wants to be promoted to a senior general and a special general, he must need internal strength, and after the system is updated, the system store does not supply the internal strength method regularly and quantitatively every day, and NPC merchants may not have the goods, resulting in the two internal skills of the advanced and special level being fried to a very high price.

Zhang Jiao spent a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, and the two hundred ninth-order high-level Yellow Turban wrestlers he cultivated lost more than half of them because of Lu Shuang's small tricks. If this is placed in normal times, even if it is a ninth-order high-level Yellow Turban wrestler, it is enough for Zhang Jiao to feel distressed for a while, and even the two hundred and ninth-order soldiers did not have any casualties in the battle with the Yulin Army and the Great Han Forbidden Army, but now half of it is gone, and it will be a loss to vomit blood on anyone.

But the three hundred people commanded by Lu Shuang were also ninth-order Danyang Qing soldiers, and they followed Lu Shuang inseparably, so they could quickly get out of the battlefield. And among the two hundred Danyang green soldiers armed with crossbows, seventy of them were Danyang green soldiers of the ninth order and second rank, which were more powerful than the Danyang green soldiers of the ninth order and first rank, and they were already very close to the strength of king-level generals. Seventy ninth-order second-rank Danyang green soldiers were hidden behind the shield, when the ninth-order high-grade yellow turban wrestlers entered the firing range, these seventy people greeted the ninth-order high-level yellow turban wrestlers with an almost point shot, although it was inevitable that some targets were repeatedly shot, but the hit rate was extremely high, and more than half of the more than 100 ninth-order high-level yellow turban wrestlers who were killed and injured were planted in the hands of the ninth-order second-rank Danyang green soldiers.

At the same time, Zhang Liang finally returned to Zhang Jiao's side, temporarily out of danger of his life, as soon as his will relaxed slightly, he almost fainted and fell off the horse, which shows how dangerous Zhang Liang's situation was at that time, and the slightest mistake would become a dead soul under the halberd.

"Big brother, the third brother is incompetent, he is not that person's opponent, and he has to catch up with so many brothers of the Holy Army for nothing." Zhang Liang knelt at the feet of Zhang Jiao and wept bitterly.

It's not that Taiping Dao punished the defeated Qu Shuai severely, but that Zhang Liang was too arrogant and took the initiative to go to the generals of the Flying City Army on the opposite side to fight alone, if Zhang Jiao and Bian Xi hadn't arrived in time, Zhang Liang would have died in five rounds. In order to save Zhang Liang, the Yellow Turban Army paid a lot of sacrifices, after all, Bian Xi was only a king-level historical general, and his strength was worse than Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang was crushed by Tai Shi Ci, and Bian Xi was beheaded by Tai Shi Ci in less than ten rounds. Also sacrificed were two super-grade generals and ten ninth-order high-level yellow turban wharves, who took turns to drag Tai Shi Ci for a while with their lives after Bian Xi's death, otherwise the speed of Tai Shi Ci's mount and his riding and archery level would have been able to follow up after solving Bian Xi and give Zhang Liang a fatal arrow.

"Third brother, you get up first." Zhang Jiao helped Zhang Liang up, but sighed in his heart, not only Bian Xi and the two special generals were killed, but the pro-guards he sent over to support also lost most of them, but because they had the firmest faith, they were still able to maintain the best state to fight with Lu Shuang's pro-guards, but they couldn't last long.

Zhang Jiao knew that in this battle, both sides had lost both. He had planned to use his inevitable death after returning to the light in exchange for the defeat of the imperial army, which he did do, Huangfu Song made all preparations, but he never expected Zhang Jiao to use the Yellow Turban twice, and finally retreated with the remnants of the army. But on the other side, this mysterious imperial army first appeared on the left flank of the Yellow Turban Army, attracted the Yellow Turban Cavalry and Fei Yuanshao's troops, and then secretly attacked the elite soldiers to attack the rear army, and successively hit the Yellow Turban elite and senior Yellow Turban Warriors, resulting in these losses greatly beyond Zhang Jiao's expectations, if more than 10,000 senior Yellow Turban Warriors were left behind, I am afraid that Guangzong's Yellow Turban Army will never turn over.

"Third brother, now that the situation is urgent, you have to listen to every word I say next." Zhang Jiao's expression was very solemn at this time, and now it was time to decide the life and death of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Third brother, although Du Yuan died in battle, but more than 10,000 cavalry are still there, you lead this cavalry, and bring all the wounded soldiers in the high-level Yellow Turban Warriors, they are the last remaining hope of our Taiping Road, here I personally led the troops to break off, and the pursuers of the imperial court can't catch up with you."

"But big brother, what should you do after I'm gone?" Zhang Liang is a filial person, especially after knowing Zhang Jiao's secret, he is particularly worried that something will happen to his brother.

"Don't worry, there are pro-guard troops, thousands of holy armies, and no one can hurt me. Third brother, you return to Guangzong first, and return to the city after avenging Du Yuan and Bian Xi for your brother. ”

Zhang Jiao is still so fairy-like crane bones, people can't help but want to worship him, although Zhang Liang has a bad premonition in his heart, but after all, he is very different from a warlock like Zhang Jiao, and he can't sense the arrival of some things in advance, so he has to nod and agree to Zhang Jiao's words.

The number of the Yellow Turban Army is still quite large, with the concerted efforts of everyone, more than 10,000 senior Yellow Turban wrestler wounded soldiers were helped on the war horse, and the Yellow Turban Cavalry took them back to Guangzong, as long as this part of the wounded soldiers recovered, the Yellow Turban Army still has hope of turning the game.

As the frontal battlefield shifted to the position of the rear army, more and more Yellow Turban troops rushed to the positions of the middle or rear army, waiting for the orders issued by Zhang Jiao or Qu Shuai. And Zhang Jiao also asked these relatively weak Yellow Turban Army to delay the pace of the Flying City Legion's attack, so that the last 200,000 sixth-order Yellow Turban elites retreated with Zhang Liang, and the millions of Yellow Turban Army are now less than a million left, and most of them are fourth- and fifth-order Yellow Turban Army, and it is impossible for them to be the opponent of the 180,000 Flying Sky City Legion.

But Zhang Jiao is also helpless, his limit has come, even if he retreats with Zhang Liang, he will only "collapse in the middle way" and die halfway through. It is better to take advantage of the last little residual heat of life to shine on Taiping Road. He knew that the fate of his stay was 100% death, and he would even be divided into corpses by the people of the imperial court, and it was he who sacrificed this kind of bitter ending for relatives and enemies, but if his tragic sacrifice could arouse the flames of revenge of many Yellow Turban soldiers on the Kyushu continent, then the sacrifice was also unforgiving.

Watching Zhang Liang and more than 200,000 Yellow Turban elites retreat, and then looking at the reinforcements who rushed over, Zhang Jiao used all the props he used to improve the army, in order to help Zhang Liang buy enough time to retreat. Zhang Jiao can no longer use any spells, let alone use the Yellow Turban World again, when a warlock has no internal strength, he is no different from an ordinary soldier, at the mercy of others.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, the forbidden technique he used a few days ago, but he had side effects when he was at his weakest. This forbidden technique is at the cost of burning life, and stimulates people's infinite potential for a period of time, otherwise even Zhang Jiao at his peak would not be able to use the Yellow Turban twice in a day. But this forbidden technique is not omnipotent, with Zhang Jiao's strength, he used the Yellow Turban World twice in a row in one day, and nearly ten powerful spells of all sizes have reached his limit, and it is unrealistic to want to obtain more power at the cost of squeezing his life. And the end of this forbidden technique must be death, even if the injury is recovered or the disease is healed afterwards, the god of death will come, gently swing its scythe, and harvest the most important thing for people.

Zhang Jiao was already able to clearly perceive the coming of death, the surrounding scenes of fighting became blurred, and even the sound of steel colliding, swords entering flesh, and screams gradually faded away, Zhang Jiao seemed to have returned to decades ago, back to the day when he went up the mountain to collect medicine, and an immortal who called himself Yu Ji awarded him the "Taiping Technique" (that is, the "Taiping Sutra"); It seems to have returned to the scene more than ten years ago, when the three brothers went to various places to treat diseases and do good deeds..... In the end, these scenes were covered by a yellow flag, he hoped that the people of the world could get rid of the rule of this decadent Han Dynasty, and did not hesitate to oppose the entire court, but when the blood fell cold, he found that Du Yuan, Bian Xi, Fei Yuanshao, as well as Bo Cai, Zhang Mancheng and other disciples, had left him, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang also disappeared, and only gray light remained between heaven and earth.

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After Zhang Jiao regained consciousness, there was no sound of fighting in his ears, and he saw that his surroundings were full of corpses of the Yellow Turban Army, and to exaggerate it, the corpses were stacked at a height of three layers.

All around, Lu Shuang led the Danyang green soldiers to surround Zhang Jiaotuan, for fear that the cooked duck in his hand would fly away. Including Lu Shuang, they all have a common characteristic, that is, almost all of their bodies are covered with blood, like a "red-clothed army". As a king-level general, Lu Shuang didn't know how many times he swung his sword in this battle, but he only knew that his limbs were so sore that it was difficult to make other movements, and there were several more marks on his armor, and the equipment of the Yellow Turban Army was too poor, and he could only leave traces on the armor.

"Zhang Jiao, I have to admire you for two things, one is the defeat of Huangfu Song, and the second is that you chose to give Zhang Liang the chance to survive, but I stayed." Lu Shuang said lightly.

"What about staying? What the dying can do is to make the living live better. Zhang Jiao seemed to have seen through everything, and was noncommittal to Lu Shuang's words.

"Dying?" Lu Shuang frowned slightly, and said, "Since you have stayed, then you should be able to guess your fate, right?" I just don't know, when Zhang Liang heard that his eldest brother was caught by Huangfu Song and was about to be executed, would he do something impulsive, such as robbing a prison or something? ”

"The general doesn't have to be like this, since I chose to stay, it is because today is my death, and I have already told him the truth." Zhang Jiao slowly put down the nine-section scepter and said with a smile: "After I leave today, I don't expect to spare my body, but I hope that the general can do me a favor, and I am very grateful." ”

"What's the matter?"

Lu Shuang is not Huangfu Song, he is just a player, a lord who pursues efficiency, if he is Huangfu Song, or any general sent by the imperial court, he may not give Zhang Jiao a chance to speak, so he sent someone to cut off his head. But Lu Shuang is a player after all, and when he heard that Zhang Jiao seemed to be leaving something for him, he chose to listen to it, anyway, all the soldiers present were soldiers from Feitian City, more precisely, his personal guards, not even Tai Shici and Xu Sheng, and there would be no rumors of this matter reaching the imperial court.

"You and I have different positions, I won't let you open up for the Yellow Turban Army, I just hope that in the future, no matter whether there is a Yellow Turban Army in this world or not, how much more can you ... Mostly for... The people of the dawn... For the sake of it..."

After saying that, Zhang Jiao's nine-section staff lost its support and fell from Zhang Jiao's hand to the ground. Zhang Jiao's head slowly drooped, his clear eyes lost their brilliance, and the whole person was like a poplar tree that had lost its life, but it was immortal for thousands of years. 2k reading web