The group battle was carried out at the training ground of the barracks, and the defenders of Fangcheng sent 100 people to fight against the 100 people in the training camp.

At this time, a square open space has been temporarily drawn in the venue, and the personnel of both sides will enter the open space to play, and the open space is crowded with generals and soldiers who come to see the excitement.

Hearing this number, Mu Qingli frowned, "One hundred people is too little, three hundred." ”

If she could, she would like five hundred people.

The referee who was in charge of announcing the rules of the game twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and asked uncertainly: "Three hundred?" Isn't that too much of a disparity......"

Mu Qingli replied undeniably: "Just three hundred people, if you go to the general, he will agree." ”

When the referee heard this, he had to run to report to Zhao Ziyi.

It can be seen that Zhao Ziyi attaches great importance to this competition, and at this time he is standing on a high platform not far from the open space, which can show the game situation at a glance.

Hearing Mu Qingli's request, Zhao Ziyi waved his hand, "Do as he says." ”

As a result, team battles have become a training camp to play with fewer enemies and more enemies.

When the referee walked to the middle of the open space and loudly announced the entry of both sides, the team of the training camp made everyone's eyes shine!

The team in front of them, under the leadership of Yang Lei and Yang Fan, walked forward in unison, everyone with a straight waist, not squinting, raising legs, landing feet, arm shaking, every action is surprisingly consistent, making people feel surging, and a sense of respect from the bottom of their hearts!

Zhao Ziyi's eyes lit up, he finally understood where the different feeling came from when he saw the people in the training camp this morning, it turned out that the people in the training camp were very different from ordinary people just by walking and standing!

Yang Lei and Yang Fan brought the team to the end of the competition venue, and with a sound of "Stand", "Peng! Peng! The sound of two neat feet sounded, which once again amazed the onlookers.

At the other end of the field, there were three hundred strikers specially selected by Zhao Ziyi, they thought that three hundred would be easy to fight one hundred, but at this moment, when they saw the magnificent training camp team, they couldn't help but burst out in their hearts.

Before coming, everyone in the training camp already knew that the team battle was one hundred against three hundred, Yang Lei and Yang Fan calmly gathered everyone, planned the team battle style, and repeatedly emphasized that they should cooperate closely with their teammates and never go it alone, which is a taboo for fewer enemies and more.

Before the start of the game, Mu Qingli's fluttering words came into the ears of everyone in the training camp, which made the people in the training camp instantly more excited than playing chicken blood, and there were sparks in everyone's eyes, and the menacing appearance made the forward soldiers on the opposite side startled.

Mu Qingli said: "If you lose, you will be able to carry ten kilometers of weight and you can't stop." ”

As soon as the whistle blew for the match, the training camp teams quickly lined up and rushed towards each other.

The reason why the vanguard soldiers are forward soldiers is because they have experienced a hundred battles, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of ordinary soldiers.

Although the forward team was outnumbered, brave and tactically devoid, the training camp team was in a state of being beaten at first, but it didn't take long for the situation to slowly turn around, and with the close cooperation of their teammates, the training camp began to turn defeat into victory.

Zhao Ziyi, who was on the high platform, looked at the formation changes of the training camp one by one, and secretly exclaimed: "Wonderful, really wonderful." ”

This battle, are all bare-handed, the striker is winning in killing the enemy tricks ruthlessly, the muscles of the training camp are not in vain, a battle, both sides have injuries, the onlookers look at that called a happy dripping, desperately cheering for their own optimistic team.