5066 Aojia, must win

Ke Lan also heard very clearly that the order given by the general Bai Xun was to capture them alive.

He still didn't change his mind, thinking of using the remaining Aojia fighters as bargaining chips to make the Aojia warriors on the front line stop, so as to relieve the fire of this battle.

If he really succeeds, then where will he have the face to go back after that!

Kelan slowly stood up, slowly pulled out the long sword on her abdomen, and then covered the wound with one hand, although the blood continued to spill from between her fingers, wetting the entire pants, but he didn't even look at it.

The others were so badly injured that it was a miracle to be able to stand.

Looking at the soldiers who were approaching step by step below, everyone's eyes were so determined.

"It's time......"

Whitebeard took a deep breath, then tried to stand up straight, looking up at the sky.

With difficulty, his left hand lifted and held the sword against his throat.

"Although our generation of Aojia people did not achieve their mission today, they did not yield to the enemy and died a glorious battle. For the empire, do not disgrace, live up to this life, no regrets, Aojia, will win! ”

After shouting the slogan, he wiped his left hand lightly, and bright red splashed everywhere, and then his body fell down and rolled down the corpse "ladder" to the bottom.

Watching them raise their weapons one by one, Ke Lan's expression was a little stunned, but soon, he also understood that he couldn't change the current battle situation no matter what.

He didn't want to be the only one alive, and he didn't want to be a sinner.

He remembered his years at the training ground, and he remembered the words of the instructor at that time.

"As a fighter, a fighter who kills the enemy bravely on the battlefield, you only need to remember one thing, the sword, always face the enemy, be courageous and resolute, always have your back to your teammates! Got it? Die standing and not live on your knees! ”

"Right...... Die standing and not kneel to live......"

Kelan looked up, her eyes looking at the dim sky above.

There are no colors, neither the moon nor the stars.

But he still thinks it's beautiful......

may be courage, so that the picture he sees at this time is not only that black.

In the picture, he is dressed in a red robe, facing applause and cheers, and walks to the emperor to confer the medal.

All were shouting a name.

"Big Hero!"

"Hero Kelan!"

"The pride of the Aojia people!"

"Third-order fighter Ke Lan listened to the seal, in the past, you charged into battle in the mission, killed the enemy meritoriously, and worked hard to protect the country, and now you are awarded the highest honor hero medal of the empire, and then you are the hero of the Aojia Empire, the officer prepares, and does not kneel when you enter the hall!"

He saw the glory that came to his face.

As the tears fell, his right hand holding the sword was steadily wiped to the side.

Everything is once again plunged into darkness.

……

Imperial Training Grounds.

Dozens of people trained hard under the scorching sun.

It had been a few hours since the last water break, and during that time, they hadn't even had a chance to crouch down to catch their breath, and the instructor had been staring from the sidelines.

Whoever dares to stop and be lazy for a while, then the instructor's big foot will come as scheduled. Number Seven

Several people have already been kicked away just now, and don't think that you can get a temporary breathing space when you fall to the ground, and you will have to afford to run in circles with your body, which will be even more torturous.

However, those who are so tired that they still don't dare to stop are all eyes on one person, full of envy.

Who else but the shirt man!

Speaking of which, he is also a strange thing, and everyone is talking about it in private.

Saying whether he is the illegitimate son of the instructor, or whether he has some kind of "special deal" with the instructor, otherwise why must everyone strictly abide by the rules and regulations of the instructor and train, just shirt the man and do whatever he wants?

With a few swings of the knife, he squatted down in a daze and played with mud and sand, while the coach just glanced at it, and then ignored it as if this person did not exist!

There were no flying kicks, no loud voices, nothing, and from this point on, they gradually felt that the instructor was unfair here.

Isn't this openly partial?

But if you are not convinced, you can only hold back, and no one dares to mention this matter to the instructor in person.

Just because of the instructor's eyes, they can extinguish all the courage they have gathered so hard!

"Nice, nice......"

The instructor watched Brother Xiaofeng's posture of waving his weapon, which lasted for several hours without any deviation at all, so correct that he couldn't believe it.

And Brother Xiaofeng was able to successfully condense the fighting spirit here, not to mention, among the countless swings, there were occasionally a few times that the fighting spirit could appear, which made the instructor even more overjoyed.

At this stage, it is not easy to try to condense the fighting spirit, let alone the training content of the fighting qi is still very backward.

Even when he was a student, he had been training for more than half a month without any results.

But Brother Xiaofeng, it seems that it has only been a few days since he came in, and he has made such rapid progress, and he can still see this fighting spirit today!

Can't believe it!

I can't believe it!

"Keep up the good work, I'm optimistic about you."

The instructor was almost moved to tears, if he didn't guess wrong, Brother Xiaofeng is a rare genius in a century, not only has good talent, but also works hard, all his strict requirements have been done, and he has not made the slightest mistake.

Sometimes the instructor will involuntarily come up with an idea, according to this progress, Brother Xiaofeng will definitely be able to break through to the third order and become a third-order fighter in less than three years.

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least five or six years to break through to the third order, and it would only be one level higher than the second order.

The instructor is very sure that Brother Xiaofeng has the ability to leap to the third order in a row!

Soon, the instructor's eyes swept to the next person, and his expression darkened again, and it was a shirt man again.

"Don't squat, get up and wave a few times and I'll see."

The instructor also knew that it would be very bad for him to be biased like this, so he could only make a show and shouted at the shirt man.

The man in the shirt didn't speak, picked up the wooden sword next to him and stood up, and then imitated the movement and posture of Brother Xiaofeng in front of him, and waved the wooden sword at will.

"Whew!"

At the moment of the shot, the instructor's eyes suddenly widened!

He suspected that he had seen it wrong, if it wasn't wrong, why could he see traces of condensed vindictiveness on the shirt man.

At the same time, as he slashed down, the wooden sword cut through where the air fell, and a white light appeared.

That's a vindictive slash!

It is almost the same as the fighting spirit that Brother Xiaofeng has just used!

"Poof!" The instructor only felt that he had a breath in his chest, and he almost vomited blood.

He looked at Brother Xiaofeng and the shirt man with a smile, patted them on the shoulder, and said, "I don't think I have anything left to teach you, you can graduate." ”