"Hey, Zhaowei, what's the matter, I have to report it in the middle of the night?!" was a magnetic, hoarse voice on the other end of the microphone, and it could be heard from the tone that this person must be in a high position.

Guo Zhaowei was also holding his breath in his heart, and he only connected with his cousin on impulse, thinking of his cousin's temper, he unconsciously gave birth to a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he made it clear what happened today.

When Guo Zhaowei finished speaking, the microphone paused slightly, and then said, "So, you want me to help you out!"

When Guo Zhaowei heard his cousin's voice, his face changed slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

Followed by a stern reprimand voice from the microphone, "Useless thing, since it belongs to the same level as that Zhan Xiong, it was so scared that people sued?!"

Guo Zhaowei wiped the sweat on his forehead and defended: "No, cousin, the commander of the Blood Sword Brigade is abnormal, he connived at his subordinates to deal with me together, I didn't admit it in order to avoid suffering." ”

In the end, Guo Zhaowei turned his mind and said nonsense: "Not only that, I had already revealed your name at that time, but this Blood Sword Brigade Commander was still extremely arrogant, he said that you are a thing, and he is the boss in Night Rain City now!"

"Hmph!" Uncle Cousin snorted coldly, Guo Zhaowei made up nonsense, his heart was extremely nervous, but after a while, he still heard Uncle Cousin ask, "What is the name of the Blood Sword Brigade Commander?!"

Guo Zhaowei said uneasily: "Han Ming, the commander of the Blood Sword Black Demon Brigade!"

When they heard the name, they fell silent.

"Uncle Cousin?!" Guo Zhaowei called tentatively, and then heard an angry shout from there.

"Are you a rice bucket? Don't think that I don't know your virtues, this Blood Sword Black Brigade Commander Han Ming has just made great contributions in the army, now is the time when the sun is in full swing, your brain was kicked by a donkey, let me go to his trouble, not to mention that now the national disaster is at the head, it will be difficult to find, then Han Ming has a marriage contract with the little girl of the Shangguan family, whether it is the East or the Shangguan family, it can attract Han Ming and other demonic tiger generals into my royal family, which is much more important than your small city master, if you dare to give me nonsense, let the elders know, see if you will be beaten!"

"Uncle Cousin, what about me...... What should I do?" there was a loud scolding from the other end of the microphone, scolding Guo Zhaowei like a bloody dog, with a confused face, sincere fear, and his voice trembled.

"Give me a good!" said the last sentence of my cousin, and hung up the passing line with a snap.

There was silence in the study, Guo Zhaowei was holding the microphone in a state of confusion, the dog-headed military advisor walked in with a cup of ginseng tea, because he fell from the wooden ladder of the restaurant, his whole face was blue and swollen, he endured the pain on his face, and because his master passed the words to the royal family, he felt that Han Ming was in trouble and showed a sinister smile, which made a pig's face even more ugly.

"How about it, Lord City Lord, is Han Ming in trouble, hahaha, he will definitely kneel at the feet of the city lord and lick his shoes at that time, hahahaha!" The dog-headed military master was very excited, and when he said this, he couldn't help laughing, he thought that he was slapped on the horse's ass, who knew that it was just on the horse's hooves.

When Guo Zhaowei was officially upset, he heard the dog-headed military advisor's laughter again, and immediately sent all the pent-up anger in his heart on the military advisor, and raised his fan-like big hand and slapped it hard at the already bloated face of the military advisor.

Syllable!

The military advisor was caught off guard, and was slapped to the ground by Guo Zhaowei, blood spurted out with teeth, and looked at Guo Zhaowei with horror on his face.

"Get out of here, waste, rice bucket!" Guo Zhaowei glared at the bull's eye and roared angrily.

The doghead military ass crawled out with a piss flow.

The next day, Han Ming led a group of warriors to march into the granary of Night Rain City to carry grain, and everyone had expected that Guo Zhaowei would definitely obstruct it, who knew that early in the morning, when they arrived at the granary of Night Rain City, they saw that the city guards were pulling grain, pork, beef, rice, and sorghum in carts.

The mad knife pulled a soldier of the city guard and asked, "Where is this going?"

The soldiers of the city guard saw a group of black demon warriors and said respectfully: "Our city lord ordered that the brothers of the Black Evil Brigade should be well fed, and these are naturally sent to the Black Demon Brigade. ”

When a group of black warriors looked at each other, the city lord Guo Zhaowei walked up to Han Ming with a hint of an embarrassed smile, rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Han Ming, are you still satisfied?"

Han Ming glanced at the hypocritical smile on Guo Zhaowei's face, did not speak, and led a group of black warriors to the military camp.

"This Guo Zhaowei changed his sex overnight? How did he become a rat guts!"

"Hahaha, our brigade commander still has the ability to make this grandson obedient!"

"Hahaha, that's not it, the brigade commander is back, we have a dragon head, on such a battlefield, which other unit is eye-catching to our family. ”

A group of black warriors suddenly felt infinite glory on their faces, followed behind Han Ming, raised their heads, and laughed heartily.

Han Ming heard the praise of a group of brothers behind him, grinned, and said: "The majesty of the black evil is not fought by me alone, the reason why the black evil is majestic is the blood of every black evil brigade sergeant who died on the battlefield!"

Hearing what Han Ming said, a group of black warriors looked solemn and nodded heavily, moved by what Han Ming said.

The 20,000 sergeants of the Black Evil Brigade were stationed not far from the foot of the city, and the city guards pulled pigs, sheep, beef, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables towards the Black Evil camp.

Although the battle of Baijing City was a great victory, the Black Evil Brigade did not hold the White Capital City, and lost a full 80,000 brothers.

Not only that, the 20,000 people of the Black Evil Brigade are stationed here, and Night Rain City can't help but not provide free medical care, and the rations provided to the Black Evil are not as good as beggars, which makes many Black Evil soldiers feel that they have to be treated like this for the sake of the country, and they will inevitably have some resentment in their hearts, and the morale of the army will be even lower.

But no matter how low they are, their military discipline is not slack at all, after all, Han Ming's original hell methods, they all keep it in mind, and this is why they have the discipline of black iron.

Early in the morning, the barracks have morning training.

The 20,000 men went to the daily exercises, the slogans were shouted loudly and powerfully, the guards guarding the camp gate were vigilant and sober, the captains of the major teams patrolled the situation in the team, and the commanders of each regiment handled the affairs of the regiment, and everything was in good order.

After the convoy of the city guards pulling grain arrived at the entrance of the black evil army camp, many soldiers of the city guard saw that the military discipline was strict, and the black evil brigade that cleaned up the military camp was all nervous, and they talked with their companions, and the unscrupulous laughter on their faces slowly disappeared.

This barracks gives people a depressing and serious atmosphere, and they are worthy of being an iron-blooded division who has been on the front line!

Although the many black evil sergeants saw the city guards pulling the ingredients that were obviously countless times better, although they were curious, the team on the upper exercise did not have the slightest turmoil, but a few regiment commanders heard the news, and at a glance, they saw Han Ming standing in front of the many black evil warriors.

"Brigadier ...... The brigade commander is back!"

Someone shouted with a sour nose and red eyes.

With a bang, the entire Black Evil military camp boiled, and countless Black Evil sergeants rushed towards the camp entrance.

If it weren't for Han Ming alone covering the retreat of the whole brigade, they would all die in Baijing City, and after participating in the battle, they could feel that Han Ming's previous cruel pre-war training was to make them good, seeing that other troops were shattered under the impact of the Sea Clan's army, and the Black Demon was still able to hold Baijing City for seven days under the impact of millions of Sea Clans, which was almost all due to Han Ming's previous cruel training.

has a military discipline like steel, so they will not mess up when they face millions of sea tribes.

With the previous experience of fighting with the Sea Clan, they understand the glory of the soldiers, so they can roar and fight with blood in the face of millions of Sea Clans!

Before, they all thought that Han Ming could suck people to death because of training, and he must be a ruthless person, but when they went to the battlefield, they learned that Han Ming, a brigade commander, risked his life for a group of ordinary soldiers, and sacrificed his brothers for 80,000 people, rushed through the pass in anger and slaughtered nine sea clan war heroes!

So since there was no news of Han Ming, the 20,000 black evil sergeants were all worried, and I don't know when the whole regiment of sergeants had been convinced of Han Ming, taking him as the soul of the black evil, and even felt that no one was worthy of being their brigade commander except Han Ming.

Now 20,000 black warriors flocked to the camp, and after seeing Han Ming's familiar figure and face again, they all howled wolf.

", the Black Demon King is back, hahaha!"

"Brigade commander, the brigade commander is back, haha!"

"I'll just say that a character as awesome as the brigade commander could die!"

Han Ming was originally in a good mood, but when he heard the nonsense of the black sergeants, he snorted coldly: "Morning exercise continues!"

"Wow, he's still like that!"

"I feel like I'm really cheap, and when I hear him yelling at me, I actually feel happy, hahaha!"

The black sergeants showed a confused expression, and they were afraid that Han Ming would really be punished, so they returned to their original places and started their morning exercises.

Such a joyful scene made the corners of Han Ming's eyes twitch slightly, and the group of black warriors behind him couldn't help laughing, but the soldiers of the city guard couldn't understand this strange relationship between the black warrior and Han Ming.

The pigs, sheep and cattle were pulled to the back kitchen, and the rice was steamed early, and after a while, the aroma of rice and meat permeated the entire barracks, making the stomachs of a group of black sergeants who were on the unconsciously thundered.

Han Ming moved a Taishi chair and sat in the center of the barracks, watching a group of hot-blooded men practicing bare-chested, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

Moreover, the low morale of the entire black demon has also returned to its former prosperity because of the reappearance of Han Ming, and all brigades and brigades seem to be deliberately behaving in front of Han Ming, shouting slogans louder and louder, and practicing harder and harder.

Even if it was a mad knife, he shook his head and said helplessly: "Some people are born with this kind of domineering, you see him sit in the camp, even if the Sea Clan comes another million, no one will be afraid when I look at the black evil." ”

From morning to noon, the sun is shining.

At the end of the brigade's drill, the Huotou Army brought out pots of white rice and meat and vegetables, and prepared to welcome the whole brigade for dinner.

Heisha has been eating in Night Rain City for almost half a month, and a bird has to fade out of his mouth, and now he smells the aroma of meat, and he drools greedily, but even though the 20,000 soldiers are hungry, they are honestly lined up at the distribution table at this moment waiting for Han Ming's lecture.

After the entire military camp was quiet, and after 20,000 pairs of eyes converged on him, Han Mingcai slowly took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the entire team, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bent down and gave a ninety-degree bow to the soldiers of the whole army.

The 20,000 black sergeants who were waiting for Han Ming's lecture were instantly stunned and at a loss, they couldn't understand why Han Ming bowed, although they were puzzled, the whole team was still silent, and then they heard Han Ming's slightly trembling words facing the ground.

"At the most difficult moment for the whole brigade, I, as the brigade commander, did not stand on the front line with you, I'm sorry!"

I'm sorry three words, Han Ming shouted out, this sincere apology was like a flat-bottomed thunderbolt, which instantly made the 20,000 black sergeants stunned slightly, and then their hearts warmed their noses and their eyes moistened.

"Eighty thousand brothers sacrificed, Baijing City is still lost, I know you all do your best, the responsibility is still me, I'm sorry!"

Another sorry, the black sergeant standing in the front row saw Han Ming, who had always been as serious as a flagpole and did not give in easily, bent down to apologize, his voice trembled, and when he thought of the sacrificed brothers, and the tragic battle with Bai Jingcheng, many of them opened their eyes wide, and tears flowed down.