Whether it's a Union Army or a Union Army, all of them are part of the Recruit Army. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, almost identical slaughter was being staged on both sides.

was originally a comrade-in-arms who was like a brother in the same camp and account, but at this time, as if he had become another person, he turned his face and slashed with a knife, or stabbed with a sword.

Many people can't understand until they die, why did he kill himself? Why? Why......

When Song Qingdan saw the sudden change, the first thing he did was to take his younger brother Song Qingxin and leave the United Army immediately.

Although Song Qingdan didn't know why this situation happened, in his opinion, it was enough to leave a place with a lot of people.

Just when Song Qingdan left with his younger brother Song Qingxin, he saw a recruit in his barracks with a cheerful personality and a good relationship with everyone, and he killed another recruit in the barracks with a knife from behind.

This made Song Qingdan even more horrified in his heart, and subconsciously told him that no one could believe it except his younger brother.

Song Qingxin and his brother at this time, they might as well let it go, and said calmly: "Brother, the situation is very bad, there are enemies in our own people. ”

"I know, but with this wooden sword in our hands alone, do you think we can beat each other?"

"Brother, even wood can kill someone, not to mention that we still have so many people, if we gather everyone, even if we can't beat it, we won't be as one-sided as now."

Seeing his younger brother's calm face, Song Qingdan was greatly pleased, but ......

"You stupid, now who is our own person and who is the enemy, we can't tell the difference, what if we gather people together, and suddenly someone stabs us from behind?"

"Brother, give me your back, even if an enemy stabs you in the back, I can use my body to help you ......"

"Shut up, you and I can't do anything."

"Brother." Song Qingxin yelled, stunned and stopped Song Qingdan.

"Brother, now only you can gather scattered recruits, you are the leader of the sixth battalion, you are the leader of the sixth battalion in the first place in the recruit weight competition!" Song Qingxin said excitedly that in his heart, his brother Song Qingdan was his idol and the target he was chasing, from childhood to adulthood, he has always been.

Therefore, Song Qingxin would never allow his brother to run away like this.

What is the difference between running away like this and deserting?

He can't let his brother's image collapse, even if he dies, he wants his brother to die brilliantly.

Song Qingdan looked at Song Qingxin who was blocking him, clenched his teeth, and after a while, he said, "Okay, then my brother's back will be handed over to you." ”

Song Qingdan's approach was exactly the same as Wu Fei's, he took out the battalion flag of his own battalion and tied it to the wooden spear, and waved it high.

"It's the battalion flag of the 6th Battalion, he's calling us ......"

"Then what are you waiting for......

"You can survive in the past, everyone run......"

The cultivators lurking among the recruits were feasting, killing the recruits who had no power to resist, and it seemed that these killed recruits were as attractive as gold in their eyes, but they didn't notice that the battalion flag of the sixth battalion was dancing in the combined army.

Seeing the panicked recruits gathering towards him, Song Qingdan was also beating drums in his heart, he didn't know if there were any enemies among these people, but he couldn't care about it at the moment.

"Hold the weapon in your hand tightly, even if you can't cut the enemy, you can also use it as a wooden stick, smash the enemy to death, you can't kill with a stick, you all smash it together, and if you don't die, smash it a few more times, otherwise you will die, hold the wooden stick in your hand quickly, and stand on my side."

Listening to Song Qingdan's roar, the recruits who gathered all knew who he was, after all, he was the leader of the sixth battalion of the first place in the weight competition, and he had a great reputation.

"Song Lingying, is it really useful to smash with a wooden stick?"

A recruit trembled, but he clutched the wooden gun in his hand and asked.

Song Qingdan smiled and asked rhetorically: "If you hit your head with a stick, you will faint if you don't die, right?" ”

"That's right!" As soon as Song Qingdan said it with laughter, the recruits immediately realized.

Wooden weapons are indeed not lethal in production, but if they are used as wooden sticks, as long as they are full of strength, it is not a problem to break people's heads, not to mention that there are so many people on their side?

"Pure heart, keep an eye out for those enemies, see what traits they have, and then see if there are any of them among the people who have gathered here." Song Qingdan kept talking to the recruits who had gathered to reassure them; waving the camp flag on one side; He also paid attention to the movement in the distance.

Song Qingxin replied heavily, he not only wanted to observe the characteristics of the enemy, but also to protect the back that his brother handed over to him.

On the contrary, the four brothers of the alliance army, Lin Zheng, Cheng Cai, Luo Yu, Guan Hong, Wu Fei, and the Han family, have a much larger number.

They are also paying attention to the characteristics of those cultivators, after all, how easy people are.

At the same time, they also gathered the new recruits who fled for their lives, gathered them, and issued them with weapons, real weapons.

The situation is much better than Song Qingdan's, at least they have real weapons, and they don't use the wooden weapons as wooden sticks.

After the recruits who had been brought in received the real weapons, they suddenly surged up with confidence as if they were holding the last straw to save their lives.

After some of the recruits got their weapons, several leaders couldn't stop them, so they rushed out at once, rushing out and fighting with those cultivators.

For no other reason, these cultivators killed the people closest to him......

"Damn God cultivator, when are we going to wait until we close the camp?" Han Feihu looked at Guan Hong with tears in his eyes and asked.

Guan Hong was also very angry, but he had to hold himself down, he was different from others, he was the leader of a battalion, once he lost his sense of proportion, wouldn't it be a mess?

"Defend, we can only defend, we can't stand, everyone is lined up to meet the enemy."

Indeed, Guan Hong's idea was not wrong in the slightest.

Even if the recruits take the real weapons, compared to the cultivators, they are just children and adults, and they are no different from the previous situation.

With Song Qingdan and Wu Fei waving camp flags in each place, more and more recruits came over.

formed one defensive line after another, and at the same time, when those cultivators killed until no one could kill them, they also found a pile of recruits, as well as a battalion flag that did not fall.

The cultivators, with a demonic smile on their faces, approached step by step in the direction of the wave of the camp flag, as if in their eyes, these people were the sheep in the sheepfold, trembling in terror, waiting for death to come.

"Brother, I saw it." Song Qingxin finally found the common ground of the enemies.

"Found it." In another place, Luo Yu also found out.