Chapter 870: The Siege Begins

After returning to the barracks, Yechen stayed in the barracks for five days in a row, during which time he was closed.

Ye Zixuan's reward had already been sent to the barracks, and so many pills were really a huge fortune.

It wasn't until five days later in the morning that Yechen opened his eyes and walked out of the big tent.

Two hundred warriors lined up in neat formation, wearing azubra armor, holding azurite knives, and carrying a magic weapon longbow on their backs.

The azurite armor and azumine knife were all given by Ye Zixuan this time, and Yechen was all equipped for the soldiers to use in this soldier competition.

In front of Yechen, there is a crystal blue, and the appearance of this armor is really eye-catching, and it looks very gorgeous.

"Meet the general!" Song Jia and Song Yue took the lead, shouting at Yechen.

Yechen stood on the top of the hill and looked into the distance, and saw that the other armies had also begun to pull out the camp, and then the generals threw out the Flying Cloud Treasure boat and led the soldiers to fly to the venue of this competition.

"Let's go!" Yechen waved his hand, and also threw out the Flying Cloud Treasure Ship, letting the soldiers stand on the treasure ship, and at the same time took everyone in the barracks away.

The site is located in the fortress where the Southern Army usually trains, which can accommodate millions of troops, and at this moment, most of the Southern Army's troops have left the camp, leaving only 100,000 elite garrisons.

From the sky, I saw that in the middle of the fortress was a huge flat land, and there were frames painted in the flat ground, a frame, representing an army, and inside the frame, huge numbers were written, and Yechen saw the box No. 52 he was looking for, and saw that there were many colleagues of the Night Hades around him.

Yechen pressed the bow of the ship and landed on the No. 52 field with the soldiers, the field was originally divided according to 5,000 people, and after Yechen and the others went up, it suddenly seemed extremely empty.

This time, 1,616 teams participated, with a total of more than 3 million troops, almost filling the training ground.

The speed of the army was very fast, and before dawn, all the soldiers stood in their respective fields.

Among the many armies, Yechen's azubra armor is not very conspicuous, in order to compete for a good place in this soldier competition, everyone is close to full strength, using the best things,

Then, a quartermaster flew in and issued a martial god order to each unit.

These are specially crafted Martial God Orders that will put them on a battlefield that is specifically used.

Quartermasters are numerous and efficient.

An hour later, fifteen princes and three marshals descended and were invited to the front stands.

Presiding over this soldier contest was He Qingwen, the secretary of the military department, a majestic old man wearing armor.

He Qingwen stood on the high platform, first encouraged him, and said a bunch of unnutritious words, and then got to the point: "Now, please come and grab the number plate." ”

The commanders of each unit stepped forward and grabbed the number plate in a large box, and after the catch, there would be a special person to register.

The battle was divided into twenty groups, and Yechen caught the third group, No. 10.

When the formation was registered, Yechen saw that Wang Zichuan and the descendants of several field army commanders were looking at him, especially Wang Zishuai walked to Yechen's side after seeing Yechen's gaze, and then said coldly: "Yechen, I hope you can have the honor to fight against me, I will let you know what the real elite is." ”

"It's just a piece of waste. Yechen sneered, then turned to leave.

"Yechen, you! you wait for me. Wang Zishuai was furious and shouted angrily.

Several of Wang Zishuai's friends walked to Wang Zishuai's side together, and said with a gloomy face: "This kid is too arrogant." I don't take us seriously at all. ”

Dai Tianqing of the Necromantic Army said: "When the time comes, no matter who encounters him, we will humiliate him fiercely, let him know how high the sky is, how thick the ground is, and how different the real elite is from the group of mud legs under him." ”

Ji Haibo looked at the formation that Yechen was far away, and sneered: "A blue crystal armor is gorgeous, but unfortunately, it is useless." ”

Wang Zishuai sneered: "With such a team, I'm afraid we won't be able to see us at all, let's go." ”

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, none of the elite teams under the command of Wang Zishuai and these legion commanders overlap together, and they are very evenly divided, and there is one such team in every two groups.

After the lottery was completed, He Wenqing said loudly: "Everyone, the Martial God Space will copy all the weapons and equipment on your body, and if there are all good things, take them out first." ”

"Oh, there are still such rules?" Yechen originally thought that the weapons and equipment were uniformly distributed by the Martial God Space, but he didn't expect that it would be a copy of the original.

It couldn't be better.

Yechen said loudly: "Change your clothes!"

Yechen didn't have much else, there were too many low-level magic weapons, and when others entered the Martial God space, Yechen's subordinates quickly completed the costume change.

The armor is wearing a spirit-level treasure robe, and the outside is wearing a complete set of spirit-level armor, and in his hand is a two-meter-long spirit-level horse chopping knife, and the other hand is a spirit-level shield.

After being fully armed, Yechen led everyone into the Martial God space.

After entering the Martial God Space, Yechen found himself suspended in the air, with chaos under his feet and around him. Except for his own people in Jiangyin City, no one else can be seen.

The people of Jiangyin City are mainly Yechen and stand behind Yechen.

The competition was a brutal knockout round, with only four teams of 80 teams in each group.

As in war, defeat means losing everything, and here, as long as you lose, you lose the qualification to continue to advance.

"The Night Underworld Army Yechen Army is fighting against the Eternal Night Army Hou Shan Army!" A voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the next moment, Yechen found that the environment in front of him suddenly changed a lot, and he was actually in a plain.

"Holy, what's going on. Yechen was a little surprised, it stands to reason that he and Song Jia and other masters who have cultivated to reach the Martial King do not need to participate, but they didn't expect that they would also come in.

Then, a voice sounded: "Don't panic, commanders, this is what Your Majesty means, I want to see how your commanders' abilities are, and now, the cultivation of your commanders has also been suppressed to the martial spirit, and you are not allowed to use martial arts beyond the level of martial spirits." So, use your commanding abilities to the fullest. ”

"To be an emperor is to be capricious. Yechen said in his heart. Yechen instinctively chose to forget that in his previous life, he was much more willful than Ye Zixuan, and in managing the empire, Ye Zixuan was more qualified and reasonable.

In the sky, the princes and kings who were watching the battle smiled and said: "Your Majesty's methods are really surprising, but with this change, the visibility has increased a lot, and the confrontation has also increased." ”

After all, it is certainly more convincing to have a convincing commander in command of a war than an improvised.

(End of chapter)