Watchtower.

Today, the sentries on the tower were particularly diligent, standing upright, looking at the two people in front of them with reverence and a little fear.

Two tall figures stand on the edge of the 60-meter-high watchtower.

One was dressed in red, the other in black, and was looking into the distance.

The woman in the red suit has long burgundy hair, her face is delicate and full of noble atmosphere, and the eyebrows that fly up obliquely licked her a little heroic, but her eyes are cold and sharp, and she is by no means like an ordinary woman.

The black man standing beside her was tall and burly, with red hair and an indigo face, his face was covered with vicissitudes, and a pair of deep sunken blue eyes were deep and distant, which seemed to contain infinite wisdom, he was the deputy commander of the Kuyue Army, the Baron of Kuyue Mountain of the Shura clan.

The red-legged woman stared into the distance, and a cold voice spat out of her mouth: "Uncle, the members of this operation were selected from the assault battalion, okay?" ”

She seemed to be quite suspicious of the strength of the soldiers of the stormtrooper battalion, and these people who were supposed to be cannon fodder were not worth mentioning in her noble eyes.

Ku Yueshan noticed that the nearest sentry was ten meters away from them, lowered his voice, and said respectfully: "Your Royal Highness, although the assault battalion is full of cannon fodder soldiers, and the materials are uneven, but after several years of tug-of-war, there are also a very small number of people with outstanding qualifications who stand out, and they can survive the war for several years, they must have their advantages, and they may not even be under the soldiers of our army's elite battalion." ”

"Do you still think that they are as disciplined and coordinated as the regular army?"

"However, the death camp is not without talent, there is a small group of people who have been baptized by countless wars. Whether it's super luck or the ability to constantly improve. They survived, and these people could not be compared to soldiers who relied on ordinary exercises to improve their abilities. Ku Yueshan didn't tell the truth. Veterans who can survive in the assault battalion for another year are definitely tougher than the soldiers of the elite battalion, and can even be compared to the members of the "Kuyue Knights".

Of course, he would not say such a thing, otherwise the head of the "Kuyue Knights" in front of him, the most powerful Grand Duke of the Duchy of Kuyue, would have to lose his temper.

Ku Yuehua was keenly aware of Ku Yueshan's subtle psychology, and snorted lightly in his nose. Keep your eyes on the battlefield.

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Today's dinner is particularly rich, everyone gets half a catty of beef, a few old oil soldiers who are full of food and drink are crowded in Mu Qingyang's barracks, rubbing their stomachs and farting and chatting, this is the happiest time of their day, only after experiencing the cruelty of war, will they cherish the beauty of life more.

Shattered Star, who was handsome and the most noble in the death camp, glanced at the bed and asked Mu Qingyang, who was sitting silently on the side. "Tomorrow we will be casting the members of the Einsatzgruppen. Brother Mu, are your injuries all healed? ”

His buttocks were swollen, and the ghost who was lying on the bed said depressedly: "I can't get out of bed for a few days, I offended the duke, and I died." ”

"You still have the face to say, molesting the duke's servant? It's a great luck that you can save your life today, if it weren't for Brother Mu to help you block the arrow, you would have been shot to death by that girl...... Gee. But then again, it's really nice for the Duke to be followed by those girls......"

One when it comes to women. With the elegant character of the broken star, he also began to become blushing and thick-necked.

The barracks were noisy and noisy.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, Huo stood up and slowly walked towards the door.

"Brother Mu!"

Shattered Star and the others looked at each other, and some people wanted to follow, but they were pulled by the Split Wind. He shook his head and whispered, "Don't disturb him! ”

The camp was against the mountain, and when he found the familiar huge convex rock, Mu Qingyang climbed up, half-lying down, and the noise in the camp gradually faded away...... The night sky of this world is much more beautiful than the earth. The starry sky is clear and free of impurities, and the red moon echoes in the sky. Only when looking at the starry sky could Mu Qingyang feel the peace of mind, and all the pain and troubles drifted away with the wind.

I still remember the first time I woke up, and found myself in this inexplicable world, and my wandering self was caught here, and I began to tear apart day after day. Gradually, he became numb and gradually adapted to this place, and only when he dreamed back at midnight would he think about the home above.

Mu Qingyang came to another world, he was seriously injured countless times and almost died, and the demonic power gradually changed his physique, making his strength extremely great, his facial features were as sensitive as a beast, and more importantly, his body's self-healing ability became far beyond ordinary people. I took off my coat and looked at it, and today more than 20 large and small wounds on my body have healed and scabbed.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's not enough to throw me into this place, I still have to have my hands covered in blood, fate...... You're too nasty for a little bit, aren't you? ”

Mu Qingyang picked a leaf and folded it to his mouth, blowing gently, and a flute sound like crying drifted out with the night wind......

About fifty meters away from the death camp is the large camp of the Chinese army, which is neat and tidy all around, and compared with the noisy chaos of the death camp, everything here seems to be in order. The tents were new and tall, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers. Unlike in the past, the small half of the camp near the mountain was divided by a pointed wooden fence. Guarding near the fence was a group of heroic female Shura soldiers, who were better equipped than the regular army, and their eyes were sharp and their essence was shining, showing that they had cultivated advanced martial arts.

After discussing tomorrow's matters with Ku Yueshan, Ku Yuehua walked out of the tent of the Wolf Tooth Army, followed by six personal soldiers and returned to the temporary garrison divided by the fence.

One of the princess's own soldiers complained, "Commander, we should gouge out that fellow's eyes during the day!" ”

Ku Yuehua stopped and said coldly: "Xiao Yue, didn't I tell you?" Don't mention this again! ”

"Yes......"

Satsuki didn't expect the duke, who had always treated them like sisters, to lose her temper and pout.

Ku Yuehua is very distressed now, after turning over the military merit records of the death camp in Ku Yueshan's big tent, she didn't expect that the black-haired Mu Qingyang would be so powerful, in a month, kill eight ogres, thirty-two goblin leaders, and eight hundred and fifty-seven goblin soldiers, what kind of military merit is this, if it is placed on ordinary soldiers, it is enough to be promoted to a partial general. Seeing these figures, Ku Yuehua was angry and hateful. The anger is that he looks away, this hateful guy is so powerful, and the hatred is that Mu Qingyang looks at his own eyes and completely ignores it.

A proud and noble woman always does not allow others to ignore her, especially when the other party's status is so low. Ku Yuehua led his soldiers back to the big tent, which was filled with hot bath water. She took off her clothes and soaked in hot water. Moaned comfortably, in the bitter cold place, what a luxury and pleasant pleasure it was to take a bath, because the little depression brought by Mu Qingyang gradually dissipated. She squinted her eyes and enjoyed the skin slowly turning red in the hot water, the petals floating on the water, the sweet aroma burrowing into her nose. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. There was a peculiar sound wafting in my ears, melodious tunes. A little bit into people's hearts and spleens, listening quietly for a while, infected by the music, sadness, and hesitation permeated Ku Yuehua's heart.

"Who's playing such a melancholic tune?"

After Ku Yuehua put on her clothes and walked out of the tent, the soldiers wanted to follow, but she stopped them.

The music came from behind the mountain. It was very slight, and only the Shura tribe with a keen sense of hearing like her could hear it.

Follow that voice. With a light bounce, she climbed over the tall fence and swept like a phantom along the branches of the great trees on the mountain, getting closer to the source of the sound.

Soon she found herself approaching the confines of the death camp.

In the midst of the noise, the source of the music is constantly searched.

Finally, I found a lonely figure sitting on a huge rock.

The moonlight sprinkled on his body, indescribably lonely and sad.

"It's him!"

Ku Yuehua's knuckles were white. Mu Qingyang's black hair and tall figure were easily recognizable.

"It's this guy again!" Ku Yuehua wanted to turn around and leave.

The footsteps took a step, and then stopped.

Mu Qingyang didn't notice it at all, there was a pair of eyes watching him in the dark night, he was immersed in his own world, and all the troubles of the outside world were isolated from him.

Music is the collaborator of all sensual creatures.

Women are often the epitome of sensual creatures in turn. Even the indifferent and arrogant Ku Yuehua was no exception, she was gradually attracted by the sound of music, and then, she felt that Mu Qingyang didn't look so annoying.

"A man who can play such beautiful music, a man with a lonely back like snow, can he be a cruel and despicable person?"

Ku Yuehua stared blankly and listened until the music stopped abruptly......

Mu Qingyang sighed after blowing the tree flute: "It's late at night, what kind of day will tomorrow be...... Special Opsquads? Boring stuff! ”

He silently jumped down the rock and staggered back to the camp.

The next day, the sky was overcast for several days, the dark clouds dissipated and the sun poured down.

The death camp has never been so lively as it was at this moment, and the soldiers had a mixture of excitement on their faces. Everyone agrees that today's weather is a good omen, and that spring is coming to the death camp.

Mu Qingyang blended in the crowd, looking coldly at the noisy crowd around him.

A group of people who are struggling in troubled times, thirsting for survival, only need a drop of honey to satisfy - the baronial title, the knight of the third class, is that drop of honey.

Mu Qingyang doesn't need to, he looks at everything around him indifferently, until now, he still doesn't regard himself as a member of this world, he comes from the human world, and he stubbornly wants to isolate everything in this world from him until he leaves. Shattered Star and the others stood beside Mu Qingyang, completely accustomed to Mu Qingyang's loneliness. Their small group was the most powerful group of people in the death camp, and no one dared to mess with them except for Wang Ling's group.

Wang Ling was Wang Qin's minion, and he was short-tempered, and he was exiled to a death camp after killing someone by mistake. His natural powers and brutal personality quickly led him to gather a group of followers around him. It's just because the death camp is full of all kinds of perverted gloom. In addition to the deaths on the battlefield, there are many people who disappear mysteriously every day and go crazy. Everyone has to be attached to a small group, except for Mu Qingyang, who is someone that Wang Ling does not dare to mess with.

After the rallying cry sounded, the regular troops swarmed into the death camp, twice as many as yesterday, and surrounded the death camp -- the selection of the special operations team must have been full of gunpowder, and there was a reason to do a good job of safety.

Ku Yuehua and Ku Yueshan walked into the high platform in the corner of the death camp with their own soldiers with cold faces. Ten meters in front of the high platform, there is a newly built wooden ring. After sitting down, Ku Yuehua's gaze swept across the audience, paused on Mu Qingyang's body, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and quickly moved away. Mu Qingyang seemed to realize something, raised his head, and then laughed at himself again, and continued to lower his head and play with a small stone on the ground with his feet. Qiandao's eyes were focused on the ring, full of excitement and anticipation.

Ku Yueshan coughed lightly. Turning his head, he found that Ku Yuehua was still sitting there expressionlessly, and he smiled and muttered to himself: "What Ku Yuehua, just change your name to Ku Yuebing...... It's not humane at all. ”

There was no way, so he had to stand up by himself: "The soldiers of the assault battalion listened to the order and selected the special operations team as the principality's confidential this time. There are only 20 places, and the selected ones will be directly promoted to the rank of Knight of the Third Class and awarded the rank of Baron, so I discussed it with His Royal Highness the Duke, starting with the simplest strength test. ”

After Ku Yueshan finished speaking neatly, with a wave of his hand, ten wolf clan soldiers walked into the camp in groups of two carrying five large stone tripods. When he arrived in front of the ring, Shi Ding was thrown to the ground, and there was a loud bang. The ground trembled and the dust flew - the stone weighed about 200 kilograms, and only a few could lift it above their heads.

The enthusiastic soldiers of the death battalion were instantly doused with cold water, and a considerable number of them did not dare to try at all, and shook their heads with lamentation.

The soldiers who passed the test were placed aside, and those who did not pass the test were driven back to the barracks by the regular army without hesitation. There are fewer and fewer people, and there is only one in ten passers.

The group of people around Mu Qingyang were all leaning behind the crowd and were not in a hurry to move forward.

Ghost Tie, who was still swollen in the buttocks, sighed, "I don't know if I can do it." Ouch...... Sizzle......"

He twisted his back and gasped in pain.

Splitting winds. Shattered Star and the others all laughed, and even Mu Qingyang rarely showed a hint of a smile.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Mu Qingyang and the others looked up, only to see a strong man about two meters tall, with dark skin and a tiger's back, lifting a stone tripod above his head with one hand, and striding in front of another stone tripod. The free left hand grabbed the stone ding on the ground, and with a loud shout, the muscles of his body were raised high, and the green tendons on his forehead and neck were bulging. Another stone tripod was also lifted above his head.

"Wang Ling, good job!" There was a cheer in the crowd, all of which were soldiers attached to Wang Ling's men.

In the stands, Ku Yueshan and Ku Yuehua were also slightly moved.

Wang Ling laughed wildly, turned around with the two stone tripods, and threw the stone tripods heavily on the ground.

There were fewer and fewer people, and finally it was Mu Qingyang's turn to do it.

Shattered Star breathed a few hard, Mu Qingyang knew that his strength was not his strong point, and slapped him the waist: "Go, you can do it." ”

Shattered Star nodded vigorously and walked steadily in front of Shi Ding.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and there was a "little white face" and "yo...... Shattered Stars" and other yin and yang weird sounds.

Shatterstar's face instantly turned red.

Mu Qingyang frowned and looked over, but it was Wang Ling and his subordinates.

Ku Yuehua had been paying attention to Mu Qingyang, and when she saw him frowning, somehow, an uncomfortable feeling welled up in her heart, and she also felt that the people below were very noisy. stood up violently, and shouted coldly at Wang Ling's group: "Shut up, whoever talks nonsense again will be disqualified from the selection and punished by military law." ”

Ku Yueshan glanced at Ku Yuehua in some surprise, this person's behavior today is really a little strange.

The quacking noise immediately subsided, and Shattered Star looked gratefully towards the stands, and with a loud shout of "ah", he raised Shi Ding to his chest, and suddenly the whole person stepped back a few steps, as if he was about to be crushed by Shi Ding.

"Be careful!" Splitting Wind and the others flew forward.

"Don't ...... Come here! Shatterstar struggled to squeeze a few words out between his teeth.

Mu Qingyang stared at him closely, and there was no expression in his eyes.

"I ...... It works, ahhh Shattered Star let out a series of roars, Shi Ding went up point by point, and was really lifted, Shatterstar was trembling all over, and his upper body shook badly, but it didn't matter, he had succeeded, and after holding on for three seconds, he fell to the ground with Shi Ding.

Mu Qingyang stepped forward and pulled him up, with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "Good job!" ”

Shatterstar chuckled.

Mu Qingyang tried the weight of the stone tripod, he didn't value any honors, honors, false honey could not arouse any interest in him, Mu Qingyang, who had received an earthly education in the twenty-first century, believed that honey needed to be created by himself.

Mu Qingyang smiled bitterly, raised Shi Ding over his head, paused for a moment, and threw away Shi Ding.

Then he calmly walked back to the side.

Ghost Tie also tried, but no, he was an optimist, twisting his buttocks, and flying a wink in the stands, which provoked Xiao Yue behind Ku Yuehua to almost run away again.

The strength test passed 83 people, less than one-tenth of the total number.

The second test of sword skills, 283 wooden swords were sent to the hands of the passers, the test was very simple, 83 people stood in the ring with a radius of fifty meters, and the scuffle. Those who were knocked out and knocked out of the ring were eliminated, and the 20 people who held out to the end were directly selected.

The war drums struck three times, and there were countless roars in the ring.

Wooden swords flew in the air, the advantages of the small group were unmistakable, and the individual strength was simply insignificant in the melee. Several people attached to Mu Qingyang's side stood back to back, holding wooden swords. Those who approached were all stabbed and fell to the ground, or were kicked out of the ring.

Gradually, the taste changed!

Seduced by the title, people are going crazy......

The battle is getting more and more frantic, and although the wooden sword is blunt, the people are more vulnerable. There were constant screams, some were pierced in the eyes, some were knocked out of the neck bones, and the smell of blood was permeating. The tragedy of cannibalism, the viciousness of human nature was brought into full play, and the wolf-tooth army surrounded by wolves let out strange screams, and their eyes lit up, as if the Colosseum was in front of them, and 83 beasts were biting each other, conveying the pleasure of savagery.

Ku Yuehua and the six beautiful soldiers behind her turned their heads with some disgust.

Ku Yueshan was different, his eyes glowed more enthusiastically. Breathing heavily, his fists clenched. The distorted face showed that he was excited now, very excited.

Blood splattered into Mu Qingyang's mouth, and he licked it, the strong fishy smell stimulating his nerves. He didn't like to be watched like a plaything, but he liked the smell of blood, and it made him addicted. Only in blood and tearing up does he forget the past, like smoking marijuana, immersed in fleeting pleasures. More and more soldiers fell at his feet, either dead or disabled, Mu Qingyang was like a fierce beast in despair. Crazy venting of the body's berserk hormones. Many of the soldiers were stunned and retreated in terror. The ring was filled with ghost crying wolf howls, shrill laughter, and smug roars.

Ku Yuehua's whole body was trembling, the hellish picture in front of him, that black-haired devil, is he still the melancholy man he was yesterday?

"No, definitely not ......"

"Stop, stop!" Ku Yuehua stood up violently and screamed into the ring.

Can't stop.

Some soldiers were chased and killed crying for their fathers and mothers, and jumped from the five-meter-high ring in desperation. Mu Qingyang's wooden sword had already broken in two because of excessive slashing. He continued to rush forward, striking with his bare hands, and the blockers were invincible.

The shattered star on the side suddenly let out a strange scream, and rushed to Wang Ling's group like crazy, and the wooden sword stabbed into the heart of a guy, and he trembled with excitement.

"Lao Tzu you, dare to play with me, damn." Shatterstar shaved off another person's head, red and white brains splashed out, and kicked the crotch of a guy who fell to the ground, and the guy foamed at the mouth. The usual hatred has accumulated until now, and at the same time it has erupted, and the blood has stimulated a group of beastly men. Hatred, venting, and interest are intertwined into a death hyrenade. Provoked by the madness of Shattered Star, Wang Ling put down the enemy at hand, raised his wooden sword and rushed towards Shattered Star, and a figure suddenly staggered in front of him.

"Mu Qingyang!" Wang Ling's eyeballs shrank suddenly.

Mu Qingyang had blood hanging in many places on his body, and the expression on his face was even more hideous, and he still had a piece of meat in his mouth, which was bitten from the neck of a soldier who had just stabbed him, and he spit it out, and the blood hung on the corner of Mu Qingyang's mouth, Wang Ling only felt a chill coming up from his back, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Hey, hey, hey, after a few sneers.

Mu Qingyang took a diagonal step and kicked Wang Ling's jaw, the big Wang Ling was not slow, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and waved down with a sword, Mu Qingyang couldn't avoid it at all, and let the wooden sword smash on his shoulder......

With a "click", the wooden sword flew into two sections, and severe pain hit, Mu Qingyang grinned in his mouth, and the collarbone in his left shoulder was broken. He let out a piercing "duh" sound, and his right hand had already been clenched into a phoenix-eye fist, slamming into Wang Ling's eyeballs.

"Huh-" With a miserable howl, Wang Ling covered his eyes and retreated, Mu Qingyang flew forward, and a 180-degree rotating side kick swept on Wang Ling's neck. Wang Ling, who was as thick as a cow, fell to the ground without snorting. No one dared to approach it. Just as he was about to step forward and smash his head, a red shadow flew over, kicked away the soldiers who were in the way a few times, and a sharp sword pressed against Mu Qingyang's throat.

"I'll tell you to stop, stop it all!" Ku Yuehua shouted in frustration.

She couldn't control her heartache, her chest rose and fell violently, her face was flushed, and she stared at Mu Qingyang, as if she wanted to see through him.

"Duke!" With a few exclamations, her six pro-soldiers couldn't jump directly over the distance of ten meters, and could only run quickly down the stands. Ku Yueshan also stood up in shock, how did he know that the duke, who was usually extremely cold and arrogant, would suddenly lose his temper, and hurriedly waved his hand at the left and right wolf tooth troops: "Hurry up, protect the princess!" ”

Mu Qingyang was a little inexplicable, but the sharp cold air in his throat made him dare not move. Turning his head, the crazy look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he looked at Ku Yuehua suspiciously, he always felt that the princess should not be so out of shape with the fate of these little people, and he died, in the eyes of the nobles, the death camp was originally a place where a bunch of dead people lived.

The Wolf Tooth Army rushed up like wolves and took down the sluggish soldiers one by one. Seven or eight swords resisted Mu Qingyang, as long as the princess gave an order, she would definitely turn him into a cave man. A mocking look flashed in Mu Qingyang's eyes and he turned his head.

Ku Yuehua's face turned blue with anger, didn't this guy have any other expression, didn't he know that his fate was completely in his own hands, if he wanted to live, if he died, he would die, seeing Mu Qingyang's mocking eyes, she was so angry, the hand holding the sword trembled, and the tip of the sword had pierced Mu Qingyang's skin, and a trace of blood overflowed.

After shaking for a long time, Ku Yuehua gritted his teeth, threw down the sword, and said angrily: "Drag him down, I will personally beat him with fifty lashes." ”

In fact, she misunderstood Mu Qingyang's eyes at all, Mu Qingyang was mocking herself, but no one would understand all this.

"Smack!" With a bang, the whip swept Mu Qingyang's back, he trembled, and his fist clenched violently.

"Smack!" Another whip.

Ku Yuehua didn't keep her hand, every whip was venting fiercely, she hated this man's eyes, hated this man's indifferent gaze.

After fifty lashes, Mu Qingyang fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Broken Star scolded while helping Mu Qingyang with medicine: "This girl, it's so dark, if you want to change someone, you will be whipped to death by her!" ”

Split Wind sat on the side, nodded sympathetically, and even Ghost Tie rarely put away his hippie smile, and said coldly: "I can't imagine that this woman has a good skin, damn, if it falls into my hands, I will kill her." ”

"Who are you going to kill?" Suddenly, a female voice came from the door.

The barracks were so quiet that you could hear the pins dropping.

Several men turned around mechanically and found a woman standing at the door with a fierce face, carrying a small bag in her hand.

"Ah...... It turned out to be this eldest sister ......" Ghost Tie immediately changed his smiling face and walked forward with his hands rubbed.

The woman walked in with her nose covered, and snorted, "Why do you stink so much here, like a pig trough?" ”

Several other people also recognized it, this woman is Xiao Chili who shot the ghost iron arrow, the princess's personal soldier Xiao Yue.

"Hehe, arranged by the superiors, the place is a little worse, or you can talk to the princess, let us live in a more comfortable place." The ghost iron cheek is thick-skinned out of the city wall, salivating and currying favor on the side.

Xiao Yue glared at her and said coldly: "You are the guy who made a fuss that day, if you don't shoot you, it's your fate, and you will be rewarded with more mouths!" ”

The corners of Ghost Tie's eyes twitched slightly, and he was secretly angry in his heart.

Seeing that the atmosphere was cold again, Ghost Tie's face was as usual, and he said with a smile: "What did the eldest sister say, I admired it from the bottom of my heart, you are as noble and pure as a goddess in my heart, and I will never dare to think about it." ”

Xiao Yue didn't say much, glanced at Mu Qingyang, who was lying motionless on the bed, and shook her head in disgust: "I don't know what the duke thinks, such a person is dead, and he wants me to deliver medicine." ”

She threw the bag in her hand to Ghost Iron: "This is the best gold creation medicine that the Duke asked me to send him, and the usage is written down on the paper inside." ”

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

After she left, the people in the barracks gritted their teeth one by one, being trained by such a little girl, they couldn't stand it, but their current status, if they didn't want to die, they had to endure it.

Ghost Tie grabbed two bottles of medicine and a piece of paper from the bag, flipped through the pieces of paper, and couldn't help but spit out: "Your mother, Lao Tzu is illiterate!" (To be continued.) )