"Rice buckets, all rice buckets!"

Liu Junzheng smashed the case in front of him, chatting with all the forces in the camp tent, sneering.

After a long time, he took a slow breath and forcibly squeezed out a smile: "All the nine generals, who has a good strategy to break the enemy, but please advise." ”

The camp was bustling, and for a time "a hundred schools of thought contended", and in a blink of an eye, it was divided into two factions.

From the beginning, the reasoning became, who can drown out the other party's voice, and the whole camp is like a vegetable market.

"Shut up!"

An invisible force appeared, and the mouths of everyone present were sewn up in an instant, and everyone looked at Liu Junzheng in the middle of Xiu Angzheng with resentful eyes.

"Scattered, dispersed, discuss next time!" Liu Junzheng's hand was raised and lowered, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

The people in the tent regained the general's composure, as if they were not the ones who were arguing with their throats before.

I don't know if it's the first few military aircraft meetings, and every time he chokes him tired, this forward soldier who dominates the vanguard is really not so easy to do.

The various bigwigs of the former army, the forces they represent, one side is more terrifying than the other, even if one of them moves his fingers casually, his future is worrying or his life is not guaranteed.

Liu Jun was rubbing the main general token in his hand, with a trance on his face, he was originally a disciple of the White Clothes Department of Night Hunting, his cultivation talent was not high, but he made friends online, and it was also a helpless move to join the army this time.

But I never thought that the front line was frequently defeated, and the children of the big family and the generals frequently failed in battles, and the upper echelons of the night hunt were extremely angry and held accountable.

The front-line battle was originally the right time, place and people, and at this time, the upper echelons were furious, and the generals on the front line were slowed down one after another, and all the failed ones in the attack were replaced, and the next Jurchen and mysterious attacks, the front line was defeated and retreated.

In addition, now that winter is coming, the front-line commander has become a hot potato, and in winter, it means that there is a shortage of food, and it also means that the war is about to enter a period of rest, and at the same time, it means that the 100,000 regular army is about to be completely finished!

So he was honorably elected as the commander of the front line, but this commander was guaranteed by a friend, and someone had to carry this pot, and someone needed to have this explanation.

Liu Junzheng was already opening up joints in private, hoping to retreat from the front line through various methods, but he was ruthlessly refuted. He sighed softly, stroked his handsome talisman and sighed: "I used to be quite a big person, but now I don't want to be a person, I can't do it, I make people!"

A hurried shout sounded, Liu Junzheng impatiently collected the military talisman, did he not give the condemned prisoner any personal space, and when he left the camp, he saw a little baby wearing a military helmet appear.

The Forward Tribe had no supply troops before January, and Liu Junzheng recognized it, this was the last batch of children to be called.

"What's the matter, Xiaohu, I said that you are already a regular army, and you are still in such a hurry?" Although most of Liu Junzheng's children were very dissatisfied, they were extremely tolerant of these selected children.

The young baby named Xiaohu gasped for breath, and only slowly gasped after three seconds: "Brother Junzheng sent someone from the rear, reinforcements have arrived, reinforcements have arrived!"

Soon the news of the night hunt came to help spread all over the military camp, which was a great encouragement to the forward army, but the children of the most tribes in it did not think so, and the support was cut off a month ago, not to mention that it was already winter, which was at most just a substitute for the dead.

The sound of marching sounded, from the initial rustle, to the slight tremor of the barracks pillars, as if some wild beast was marching.

Everyone pulled their armor and came out to look, only to see a dense shadow pressing down.

The large-scale soldiers and horses were equivalent to the more than 200,000 people in the forward battalion, so many men and horses, but there was no noise during the march.

Liu Junzheng has fought so much, and he is still clear about all the ways of marching, especially the importance of marching, and he also understands the horror of this team at this time.

Hundreds of thousands of people were all in Ugin armor, and a large banner stood in front of the army, only to see a Lan character written on it.

Before reaching the barracks, the army stopped instantly, and a man wearing the armor of General Ugin and a doll mask with a wry smile on his face left the army and came towards the camp.

Lei Hu sat on his horse and looked at the large camp in front of him, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, this is the regular army of the Night Hunt tribe?

At this time, the 200,000 people of the forward battalion were scattered around, and they were like monkeys in a cluster, and everyone seemed to be watching the excitement.

"You are the current marshal of the striker?" Lei Hu looked at Liu Junzheng who was wearing standard armor, and his voice unconsciously had a puzzled voice, because Liu Junzheng was temperamental at this time, and even his dress was very lazy. It was hard for him to imagine that such a person could become a marshal.

Liu Junzheng felt the contempt in Lei Hu's words, and he said in a solemn voice: "That's right, I am, who are you?"

Lei Hu dismounted straight and passed through the crowd, he waved back lightly, only to see the big flag behind him fly to his hand.

Thunder sounded, and in an instant Lei Hu appeared in front of the camp gate, and he casually planted the big flag in his hand on the gate.

The angry scolding sounded, and just when everyone was about to make a move, a small black tripod stopped everyone.

"By the order of the alliance, from today onwards, I will be in charge of the forward battalion!" A long knife casually slashed at the banner in front of the barracks, and Lei Hu held the long knife with one hand to look at everyone, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Shaoqing suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Where did the splash dare to talk nonsense, we have never received this kind of report, brothers, ......" The person who shouted out was a big man, and he was also the one who fought against Liu Junzheng the most in the army.

"How will the military law deal with the following offenses!" Lei Hu looked directly at the man with his eyes and asked, "What's your name?

The man sneered and took three steps forward from the mountain, he put the long knife in his hand under his body, and raised his eyebrows at everyone, and said with a high spirit: "I am Qu Lian, a son of the Heavenly Birth Department!" He held his head high and looked proud, as if he wanted to push his minibus up to the sky.

"Smack!" A crisp slap sounded, and Qu Lian was directly knocked to the ground, and there was still a look of stunned shock on his face.

Lei Hu kicked Qu Lian to the ground, he stepped on Qu Lian's back, and the bright light of the long knife in his hand made him frightened: "The camp is noisy, inciting a roaring change, the following crimes will be punished together, and they will be decided!" As soon as the words fell, the knife fell, and the head of the good man turned around and fell to the ground.

Although Liu Zhengjun was unhappy with Qu Lian, he still took the overall situation into account, and when Lei Hu shouted the evidence of his crime, he raised his hand and opened his mouth to intercede for Qu Lian, but before he could speak, Qu Lian's head had already fallen to the ground.

There was a deathly silence throughout the camp, and everyone's eyes were about to pop out.

This is a department, you must know that this is not an ordinary person, even if it kills a chicken, it will scream twice.

Although Qu Lian is usually arrogant and domineering, his strength is also the best in the Three Realms, and he was once undefeated in the Four Realms, and was known as the first part under the realm.

Looking at Qu Lian's deathless appearance at this time, a vicious chill filled everyone's hearts, and a terrifying atmosphere spread among the crowd.

There are many people who have already retreated at this time, you must know that a considerable number of them are children of the big clan, and this time they went to the battlefield to say that they were fed medicine and experienced. But if you are put on a hat and die an unknown death, death is secondary, and the reputation damage will be even greater shame on the tribe.

Just when everyone's hearts were swaying, the 300,000 troops in the distance had arrived at Dayingkou at some point, and they had already set up a formation to surround everyone.

With the sword on the side, the general of the demon sat on the gate of the camp with his sword, and the spears in the hands of the people who wanted to resist couldn't help but clench their spears.

"Do you all want to commit the next offense!" With a cold shout, Qu Lian's head was thrown in front of everyone, and the fire of resistance that had just been ignited by everyone was completely extinguished.

At this time, Liu Zhengjun finally regained his mind, and he forced himself to calm down and swayed to the gate: "The 300,000 soldiers of the forward battalion are here to listen to the marshal's orders!"

Although the words came out, only three or three people in the forward battalion echoed, and looking at everyone's reaction, Lei Hu laughed in his heart.

Lei Hu withdrew the long knife from his waist, and he jumped to Dayingkou: "I am ordered by the alliance to rescue 100,000 regular troops within a month, from now on you will all belong to my order, if there is anyone who does not obey, I will cut it first and then play!"

Every word was like a thunderbolt, and everyone who was still resisting couldn't help but tremble, this authority to cut first and then play was too great, even if Lei Hu slaughtered them all, they would have no place to shout grievances.

Seeing that everyone completely gave up the intention of resisting, Lei Hu sneered and said: "It's cold outside, call all the positions at the officer level and above, and gather in our camp!"

The officers who were hiding in the shadows and quietly observing the situation at this time couldn't help but shudder at this time.

The camp was in a mess, and the first thing Lei Hu did when he arrived at the camp was to remove all the tables and chairs, and then let everyone stand, while he himself found a small broken bench and sat down.

On one side of the two columns are Lanhu's officers at all levels, and on the other side are officers of all levels, large and small.

The officers in the Lanhu column were all murderous and calm, and each of them looked straight ahead and stood straight, while more than half of the officers in the forward battalion had a slight aura on their bodies, obviously looking like they had not fought a few battles on the battlefield.

Lei Hu didn't say a word, a violent aura loomed, and the officers of the forward battalion present were all frightened, not knowing how Lei Hu would attack, and most of them didn't dare to breathe for a while.

"How many soldiers do you have, what are you good at, and what are you not good at?"

The sudden question stunned everyone, they still have a number of their own soldiers and horses, but it is difficult for everyone to really know how many people there are, let alone know what they are good at.