In April of the year 320 of the Redemption Calendar, the weather in the southern part of the continent had become unusually hot.xiaoshuoyd.novel reading net The bright sun jumped out of the horizon very early, and then hung high above his head for a full dozen prayer hours, baking the earth. Even if it falls on the top of the mountains in the evening, it is still hot.

The snow on the high mountains has begun to melt at an accelerated rate, and large swaths of gray-black rocks emerge from under the melting snow, and the gurgling snow water flows through small streams and collects into the river from all directions, and the rushing snow widens the river and rolls down with the mud and sand.

With this hot weather came an even more tragic war.

The Phillips Army, which invaded Saint-Solan, first concentrated its forces and launched a new offensive against the Western Longmen Theater. During this offensive, it was alarming to discover that many of the more powerful names had appeared in the formation of the Fihret offensive forces.

First of all, there is the most famous heavy knight of Phili.

When a whole squadron of forty heavily armed knights appeared for the first time on the battlefield of the Western Dragon Gate, Saint Soranti tasted his first defeat after the resumption of war.

A battalion of the 11th Regiment of the Frontier Army stationed at Longmen in the west and the hundreds of local nobles who cooperated with the battle were powerless in front of the heavily armed knights on six-legged horses, wearing hundreds of kilograms of heavy armor and holding four-meter spears.

Their spears snapped off the armor of their enemies, and their feathered arrows bounced off their armor, and even if they had the opportunity to fight in close quarters after paying a great price, they could only find it in despair. His own sword couldn't cut through the thick armor.

However, the enemy, sitting on the back of a two-meter-high horse, was able to break through a qiē obstacle and tear apart a qiē defense line with the full charge of a six-legged horse with an average weight of more than three tons. With their spears, pierce the chest of the Soran warriors. With their swords, cut off Officer Solan's head.

Only really standing on the battlefield. Those who have experienced this qiē firsthand know how tragic that scene is.

Forty hoplites. With only one charge, the camp of the Solan army was torn apart, and the Filie cavalry that covered up behind it only needed to follow the hole torn by the heavily armed knights to easily cut through the defense line of the Solan army, dividing and annihilating the troops in the front and back, left and right.

The battle lasted less than a prayer before the curtain ended. The entire area of the battle was littered with the corpses of St. Soran's warriors lying in pools of blood. Flags and weapons of St. Solan were scattered everywhere, and the scene was terrible. Of the more than 2,000 Saint-Soran soldiers, including 100 frontier knights and 200 cavalrymen, only 46 escaped.

The appearance of the Heavy Rider is just the beginning.

So far, there are dozens of Legion flags and family coats of arms that front-line soldiers, scouts, and refugees have seen and recognized. Among them are the Snow Wolf Knights and the Ice Blade Knights. The Devil Knights and other elite troops of the Philip Empire.

Some people even swore that they had seen the Knights of the Black Horn, one of the three major knights of Lefelire!

For a moment, the air in the empire became tense again. Everyone was aware of the ferocity and severity of the Fire. For the foreseeable future, the Empire will face a ferocious onslaught from the Firetes far more fierce than any previous one.

In addition to the north-western and western theaters of operations, the situation in Lulian in the south is not optimistic.

From the optimism of the triumphant triumph to the understanding of the difficulties of the situation. The psychological ups and downs of the Lulian people are like falling straight from heaven to hell, without any excess. Seemingly overnight, the fighting on the 60-kilometer defensive line south of Medin City heated up as abruptly as the hot weather.

For several days, a large number of Filiet cavalry swept through the villages and towns along the route like the wind. Caravans and pedestrians heading to the city of Medin and the front line often stood on the hillside, and could see the smoke of the beacon fires lit in the distance, and they could hear the incessant sounds of fighting. ...,

A large number of refugees have reappeared. On the road outside the south gate of Muni City, which had been quiet for some time, you could see people on the trek with packages on their backs, ox carts carrying family possessions, old people and children, military messengers galloping on horses, and continuous mobilization of troops.

Everyone's minds were filled with the war that was getting hotter. When we meet on weekdays, this is the topic. When I have time to go out on the streets, I also go to the bulletin board in the Unknown Hall to see if there is the latest battle report, and listen to the people gathered there talk about the gossip from the front line.

The messy days and the talk of war have overshadowed many things that have been on everyone's minds. For example, a gold shop at the corner of the street was robbed, for example, a baroness was caught cheating with a prodigal freelancer and her husband was caught cheating, for example, the aristocratic boys in the first training camp were beaten by a civilian cadet.

The incident that took place at the ball held by the Grand Duke Adolf was like a shipwreck, quietly sinking into the silt at the bottom of the river, silent on a rough day.

Of course, there are many people who are worried about it. For example, the nobles who experienced the ball and the students of the first training camp. Since that night, though, they haven't gotten more news than to keep them interested.

The imperial capital is too far away, and the battle between top nobles is not something that people of their level can snoop on. Since the ball, Scarlett has returned to the imperial capital, and Xia Li and several other noble children who fought with Roy have not returned to the academy.

All the conflicts just solidified in a strange way. The calm and silence of the parties is like a thick layer of volcanic ash on the erupting volcanic magma.

The only one left for everyone to observe was Roy.

However, in the past few days, this freshman who has shaken the entire academy does not seem to have made any special moves. He was not captured by the guards for offending the nobles, did not run away, and did not clash with the other noble sons who had their eye on him. He was transferred to the Academy of Magic because of his magical talent, and he didn't enter the S team because he defeated a genius like Xia Li.

If I had to find out what had changed in him, it might be this guy who hadn't been in class since the beginning of the school year, and it was actually the first day after the carnival ended. I came to the E Brigade early to report for training. Other than that, nothing else has changed.

On the surface, a qiē seems to be just that.

It's a little abnormal.

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"Run, Run......"

"Quick. Go on, damn it, want to be kicked in the ass by me?"

Early morning. The silence on the hill behind the academy was once again broken by the footsteps of the students of the E Brigade and the shouting and scolding of the instructors.

The team of more than 600 people was like a long snake. Race fast through the jungle in the back mountains. From time to time, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard from both sides of the procession. If anyone is a little slack and lazy, the next second they will see the vicious face of the instructor wielding a horse whip appear in front of them.

Hazen's burly body, riding on a tall Heton horse. This type of horse was originally used to carry goods or pull carts, and was not suitable for riding. However, the E-brigade was almost shabby, and it was good to be able to find such a suitable horse for Hazen without letting him walk.

Wu Ming and Wald. One left and one right rode a horse beside Hazen. The teaching of the three first-year freshmen seemed extraordinarily leisurely in this busy and chaotic team.

With Kameni's familiarity with Team E, running in early training is no longer the preserve of first-year freshmen. Nearly 600 trainees of the entire E Brigade were all pulled out to participate in the training.

After all, it was first trained for a while, so now the first-year freshmen. It looked a little more relaxed than the senior students, who had already run forty kilometers, and the team was still intact, and there was no sign of too much distraction in breathing and pace. ...,

The rest of the grades in the back have become a mess. Breathless. Complaining, procrastinating, falling behind, everything. It is estimated that by the end of a hundred kilometers, their instructors will be so tired that they don't even have the strength to speak.

Riding their horses around a steep dirt slope and up the ridge from the other side of the slope, the three instructors chatted leisurely as they watched the procession speeding past them.

In this morning training, the atmosphere in the freshman team is a little different from usual.

The reason is, there is an extra dark-haired guy in the midst of them. The boy was running in the third row of the line, breathing long and walking briskly and powerfully. The dry linen training clothes looked unusually dazzling in the sweat-soaked backs of the front and back.

"How did this kid train," said Wald, who was shapelessly leaning into the saddle, clutching the reins in his gloved hands, and slapping the shiny leather of the stirrup rope back and forth, "Are you sure he was really only a one-star at the time?"

Haisen grinned and said in a rough voice: "Don't ask us, you were there at the time." ”

"I just don't understand," Wald scratched his head and looked at Roy in the group, "this kid is a bit of a wicked kid." ”

"It doesn't matter if he's evil or not," Hai Sen said hee, "as long as he's in our first training camp, that's a good thing." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said a little proudly, "In a few days, it will be the internal challenge of the academy, and these days, when those guys in Farley look at us, their faces are all green." ”

The three unscrupulous teachers chuckled in unison.

"Can it not be green?" Wu Ming said with a smile: "Roy is a four-star armed knight, and he has the magic strength of a magician, let's not talk about what he will achieve after the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, at least for now, he will eat the freshmen of the other brigade to death." ”

Wald said, "This time they're shooting themselves in the foot. Thousands of calculations, but I can't count that there is such a demon in our team. ”

Saying that, he sneered, "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, those S Brigade students under Farley have all been trained by them to be unstoppable, and this time the game has not even started, it is clear that they are going to lose, and it is not pleasant." ”

"I really doubt that Diarra and Farley can find someone who dares to come to power," Wu Ming said leisurely, "If it were me, I wouldn't want to fight that ruthless boy." Look at the ruthlessness with which he beat people that night, even a beautiful little beauty like Scarlett can handle it!"

Speaking of this, the three of them burst into laughter again.

I see a lot of boys in front of beautiful girls on weekdays, and when I think about Roy, it feels like a little vicious dog rushing into a flock of chickens. The swaggering little cocks and pretty hens in the academy were already in a panic.

"But let's not be too optimistic," Hazen said, smacking his lips and taking the reins with him, riding his horse to keep up with the cadets, "I've been smelling something wrong these days. ”

"What?" Wu Ming and Wald looked at each other. Riding a horse to keep up with him. They have been friends with Hayson for more than ten years, and they know best that this rough-looking guy is actually extremely meticulous. If he wants to say that something is wrong, there must be.

"These two days. The civilian boys were inspired by Roy to stand up like a true knight. But...," said Haysen, "in this way. The contradiction between the nobles and the commoners has become a little acute, especially yesterday, the school guard caught two guys who fought on the strif, if this kind of thing had been put in the past, it would not have happened once a year. ”

Wald said disapprerovingly: "What does it matter, this is a professional training camp for combatants, and it is not normal to have conflicts but no fire to fight." "Even if they fight every day." It's also better than being bullied before and not daring to speak up!"...,

"You can't say that," said Hayzen, shaking his head, "the nobles are not all black-hearted, and many of the boys are actually quite good. We can't lead to a large-scale confrontation because of a small group of people, that won't do us any good. But I see, it looks like someone is trying to do that?"

"Oh?" Wu Ming asked confusedly, "Who is it?"

"Yesterday's two clashes were handed over to Diarra by the school guard," Hayson said lightly. "And our vice-president, who has always defended the children of the nobility, actually stood on the position of the commoners completely this time, and scolded the children of the nobility to a bloody head. ”

Wald and Wu Ming's eyes widened in surprise, and then they glanced at each other, quickly picking out a hint of unusual flavor.

With what they know about Diarra. Of course, I know that this stubborn vice president can't change course overnight and take the civilian line. Under such circumstances, his approach would only greatly boost the already tense atmosphere of the academy.

Hai Sen said in a deep voice, "Actually, the commoner boys are just encouraged by Roy and don't want to be bullied anymore, and most of the noble students focus on cultivation on weekdays, and they don't think about bullying anyone. But Diarra did this, but it gave these bloody boys the wrong signal. It seems that the academy is now going to help the commoners suppress the aristocracy....hey, isn't this adding fuel to the fire?"

Wald's and Wu Ming's faces both became stern.

"I don't know what Diarra has in mind," Wald said thoughtfully, frowning, "In the past two days, Grand Inspector Boer has also been supervising the decline of the spiritual power layer of the Fantasy Tower in the academy, and he has seen everything in his eyes. If the situation gets out of control, I'm afraid that the dean will ......"

As he spoke, the team had already run past them, and the three of them shook the reins and followed side by side.

Haisen's burly body rose and fell with the horse's steps, and he said, "I feel that in this internal challenge, Farley and they will not admit defeat so lightly." In the past two days, those guys have been sneaky, and they must be preparing some means. ”

"Speaking of which......" Wald seemed to remember something, "I heard that in addition to a few top players from the S team, there is also a magical genius who has just joined this competition, and it is said to be very powerful. ”

"The girl who was brought in by Diarra herself?" said Haysen, surprised, "I've heard about it, too." It is said that her talent, even above Scarlett, is also a magician. ”

"Yes," Wald nodded, "and I've also heard that Team S also recruited a new cadet this morning. It seems that Farley himself brought it. ”

The more they talked, the more they felt that things were not easy. After a moment of silence, Wu Ming frowned and turned his head to look at Roy in the queue,

"No matter what they want to do, they have to rely on their strength in the end! With Roy's talent, as long as we train according to the arrangement taught by Kameni, we can at least raise his strength to a higher level in a short period of time. ”

"Training?" Speaking of Roy, Hayson gritted his teeth with a smile on his face, "This kid has been in school for so long and dares to come to only one class." Hehe, I think he's more likely to be taught a lesson, otherwise," he turned his head to look at the silent runners, "these boys won't be convinced." ”

Wu Ming and Wald nodded in agreement. They all know that the cadets of the E-Brigade are not all welcome to Roy right now. It's like a strong male wolf suddenly in a pack. Although this male wolf has made the group stronger, it dares to bite even a lion, and in the wolf pack, it naturally gets defense and suspicion.

What's more, from the beginning of the school year to the present, the students have suffered under Kameni's training. Train every day. It's like going around in hell and going through all kinds of torture before coming back to life. ...,

Some left, simply leaving the academy. One hundred and twenty-six freshmen, and now only ninety-seven remain. And the rest of these people, after gritting their teeth and persevering through that inhuman torture. I got used to this way of training, and my strength has also improved significantly.

Therefore, they are not happy to see a guy who has only taken one class. Just leisurely back to myself. Whoever he is, no!

The atmosphere of Team E is very strange right now. Some people are curious about Roy. Relish his legend and applaud it. Others, on the other hand, instinctively reacted to him with a suspicious and antagonistic attitude.

In the eyes of the teachers, this attitude was not so much directed at Roy as it was directed at himself. All eyes are watching to see how they handle this.

Therefore, it is not so easy for Roy to return to the E-Brigade. Today, they had to teach Roy a good lesson!

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"Whew...... Whew......" Roy's violent gasps echoed through the jungle.

It was nearly noon, scorched by the scorching sun hanging high overhead. His clothes were completely soaked with sweat. The whole person looked as if he had just been fished up from a lake not far away.

This is the ....... of his running around the jungle by the lake in the back mountain

Roy himself couldn't remember how many laps it was. He only knew that when the 100-kilometer running training was over and the students who had persevered to the finish line collapsed to rest, he heard a voice.

"Roy, get out of the ranks!

At that time, the whole team was silent. Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes as he ran out of the queue. After running over the 100-kilometer finish line, we continued to run along the mountains and forests by the lake without stopping.

Not only that, but the instructors who had followed the team unhurriedly just now without urging him were now like chickens, and the three of them took turns to follow him and drive him away. As long as he was a little slower. You can feel the snort of the warhorse behind you and hear the sound of the whip breaking through the air.

In order not to be knocked off by the war horse that was almost stepping on his heels, and in order not to be hit by the hot whip, Roy was now running at least twice as fast as when he was training in a group just now.

Group training is long over. Not only the first-year freshmen, who are accustomed to the intensity of training, but also several other grades have reached the finish line one after another.

At this moment, on a meadow with a gentle slope in the west, hundreds of students and instructors were under the shade of trees, watching Roy, who was being chased by the instructors, running wildly under the scorching sun.

"How many laps?"

A student who had just finished his Dou Qi cultivation opened his eyes, and then hurriedly jumped up and pulled his companion next to him to ask.

"I don't know," said the companion who was pulled by the tugging, with a strange expression, "it should be one hundred and fifty kilometers, right?"

"One hundred and fifty kilometers?" the cadet was dumbfounded.

As victims of Kameni's brutal extreme training, they know better than anyone else the meaning behind this seemingly simple training number.

If you talk about someone else, it's just a sentence in your mouth. If you put this number jù on yourself...... , that's a life!

You know, this kind of training intensity of running in the mountains and forests without an inch of flat land is three to five times that of running on flat land. Many guys who boast good endurance on weekdays, and can easily run 100 kilometers on flat ground, are so tired that they vomit bile before they are trained by Kameni.

Uphill, downhill, jumping, climbing, shallow water by the lake and the fluffy mud of the jungle, Kameni's speed limit of 30 kilometers per hour alone is enough to drive people crazy. ..., even with the support of vindictiveness, the final score of the vast majority of students is only between 40 and 80 kilometers. can support the whole journey of 100 kilometers with fighting spirit, and the entire E Brigade can't find 20 people!

Especially after exceeding the limit of one's fighting spirit, the remaining road, even if it is only a short kilometer, is a kind of torment.

The cadet stared blankly at Roy down the hillside.

A moment later, another person who had finished pranayama jumped up and asked in the same hurry as he had just been.

"How many laps?"

As more and more people completed their Dou Qi cultivation, there were more and more eyes staring at Roy on the hillside.

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"Hurry!"

The sound of horses' hooves behind him caught up again. The roar of Wald's teachings rang like thunder in Roy's ears.

"Boy, aren't you amazing, why do you have such a little ability? It's less than two hundred kilometers? Lao Tzu can run farther than you with one leg!"

Wald leaned down. Spit almost splashed in Roy's face: "Speed up for me!"

Roy and his horse jumped over a rotten tree lying horizontally at the same time, splashing and turning over the mud under their feet. It flew through the beachhead of the lake and up a small hill.

"Hurry up, hurry fast ......"

At Wald's roar. Roy ran desperately forward. His chest was heaving violently, and the hot summer air was burning his lungs like a wave of fire pouring into the bellows. The whole body is on the verge of collapse.

Two prayer hours had passed, and his body had long been exhausted, and he was completely supported by his fighting spirit. He had to breathe as hard as he could, run as hard as he could, and not slack off. If he stopped, he didn't even know if he would be able to stand up.

Rush uphill through a forest full of fallen leaves and mud. Jump over a mossy rock and slide down a steep slope with shrub branches...... Roy ran like an elk on the run, relying only on instinct.

His brain has completely lost the ability to think, whether it is jumping or dodging, it is only a knee-jerk reaction.

"Are you ready?"

These were the first words Kameni said when he reported for duty this morning.

"I must sue you that there is no justice with me. Everyone is different, and your training intensity may be ten times that of others. ”

"Among the freshmen of this brigade. The strength of the armed four-star may be good, but compared to the troubles you face, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself...... If you're not a magician. ”

"A lot of people are watching you. And they'll keep an eye on you all the time. ”

"When you entered the school, you were only armed with the strength of one star. And it was only after the age of eighteen that the battle ring was condensed. No matter how you look at it, you can't be promoted to armed four-star in such a short period of time. ”

"I believe in you, but you still have to prove yourself. Prove to your fellow members of this group, and to everyone, that you didn't rely on overdosing to get to where you are now. ”

Kameni's words echoed in Roy's mind. He knew that Kameni was now standing on the hillside, watching him along with all the cadets of the E Brigade.

"Why do I have to prove myself?"

Roy slandered in his heart. He doesn't care what other people think. What other people think about his. In his opinion, what proves that he is false, Kameni and a few instructors teamed up to take the opportunity to vent their anger and punish a thorn who skipped class in front of all the students of the entire E Brigade to kill chickens and monkeys!

"Quick, boy. Don't force me to pump you. On a gentle slope, Hazen took over from Wald, smashing his horse after Roy, shouting as he ran. No matter how you listen to it, there is a schadenfreude in the tone. ..., Roy could only speed up in grief.

However, if Roy could look back at this time, he would see that the eyes of Heisen, who had followed him, Wald, who had stopped at Lerma, and everyone on the hillside in the distance, were full of shock and admiration.

Roy had already run more than two hundred kilometers. From morning till noon, he never stopped a step.

Although in terms of numbers, this is only twice the standard of group training. But everyone knows that with the consumption of physical fitness and vindictive energy, every extra kilometer that Roy runs now is more difficult than running ten kilometers at the beginning of training.

Is this kid really just armed with four-star strength? Is he really the strength that has been boosted by drugs as others have guessed?

On the hillside, Kameni's lips curled into an imperceptible smile. His gaze withdrew from Roy and looked around. Quietly beside them, the instructors and students all looked at the bottom of the mountain, silent.

After more than one hundred and eighty kilometers, the brightness of Roy's battle ring began to decrease significantly. Although he is still running now, his battle ring is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

Kameni saw that as the emaciated figure ran past his eyes again and again under the chase of the war horse, the eyes that were originally indifferent, hostile, and suspicious had changed unconsciously.

The suspicion is gone, the indifference is gone, the female students are unbearable, and the male students are solemn. Even among the freshmen, the most arrogant ones no longer had contempt and hostility towards Roy on their faces.

"Plop!"

When Roy ran down the hill again, he suddenly stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground, unconscious. The battle ring, which had already been dimmed, dissipated without a trace in an instant like a cloud of smoke at this moment.

With the exclamation of several girls, hula, the students on the hillside all went down.

At this time, Kameni's relieved gaze suddenly froze. His cheeks, which were as cold as icebergs, twitched slightly.

Only he could see that the kid had deliberately chosen to fall here. And judging from his battle ring, he can hold on for at least a few hundred meters.

"Lao Tzu is not mistaken, this stinky boy is definitely a mistake to be a knight!"

Kameni strode down the hill, thinking to himself that it was time to take out his hellish weighted training uniform that terrified the cadets of the main battalion!

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