Zhenguo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The new recruits of the Info Army were extremely nervous, and mechanically stabbed out long sticks in response to the order.

But gradually, they were stunned to find that this row of long sticks was poked out, and the other party was powerless.

Even if someone dodged the fatal blow and wanted to cut it with a knife, they also found that in the face of these people holding sticks with both hands obliquely, they had no way to start.

"Thorn!"

A row of sticks stabbed out, and another group of people who rushed ahead fell.

After all, although the new army of the warrior camp was stabbed to the ground, some people had an extra blood hole in their bodies, and some people were injured in their muscles and bones, but they often did not die thoroughly, but they rolled in pain one by one, and then tripped the people behind them, so the warrior camp was in chaos.

At this time, the new army of the Warrior Battalion finally knew that these 'weak' scholars in front of them were even more powerful than the tigers, especially the neat and uniform use of all their strength to stab out, almost giving the people in the front of the Warrior Battalion no chance to parry back or exploit loopholes.

At this time, the wailing suddenly came and went, and the shouting of killing was faintly covered by the wail.

Some people began to hesitate and refused to step forward, but the beings were holding long sticks, and gradually their courage increased, and they felt for the first time that they could be so powerful, and the officers and soldiers of these warrior battalions in front of them were like paper paste.

At this time, Wang Shouren shouted: "One step forward." ”

Everyone stepped out of their legs together.

"Thorn!"

With a command, the front leg had not yet landed, and the foot was half-hung in the air, but when the foot stepped down, the long stick in his hand had already pierced out.

Sneer......

The strength of this long stick is extremely domineering, holding the stick in both hands, so that the muscles of their bodies can exert the maximum strength, and the alchemy day after day and the most sumptuous meals every day also make them multiply, this domineering force is enough to stab the long stick directly on the person's body, either directly penetrate the opponent's body, or directly knock the person away.

At this time, everyone gradually began to master the rhythm, or rather, gradually began to pass the mentality in the practice to this flesh-and-blood Shura field, a hundred people are like one person, each of them is coordinated with the people around them, one person out of the stick, there are dense long sticks around one after another, this long stick has become a sharp weapon to kill, but also a high wall, so that the other party rushed to kill the person has no hole to drill.

Another shout was heard: "Go ahead!" ”

This is already the beginning of the counterattack, directly facing the enemy, the nervous and bookish faces, now with incomparable confidence, although they are still nervous, but shoulder to shoulder with people, they are no longer affected by the miserable screams and shouts on the Shura field, as if they are in the familiar school field again, and as before, doing drills over and over again.

They stepped forward together, still when their feet did not land, they heard the order of the thorn, so in the front foot to land, the body leaned forward, and poured all the strength of the whole body into the body of the stick, the long stick with hundreds of pounds of strength to stab forward, and the hundred long sticks condensed together, like a moving rushing car, immediately crushed all the people in front of them.

The Warrior Camp was a mess.

They found that they were as imposing as a rainbow, but they didn't have the strength to fight back, just like ...... There is a feeling that they can't get angry, they want to get closer, but they can't get close at all, they want to retreat, but behind them are pushed by the people who rush to kill, and under their feet, there are companions who have fallen to the ground, these people, most of them are new pawns, and they are at a loss at this moment.

"Forward, forward!"

"Thorn!"

Even if they are advancing, the new army of Zhenguo is not messy step by step, they already have too many such experiences, and they don't know how many times they have to advance every day, let alone how many times they have to stab out.

They are like machines, rhythmically doing one after another the simplest movements, but this simplest action is like entering a no-man's land, and no one can stop it.

The new soldiers of the Warrior Battalion were in disarray, and when they found that they had attacked in vain, but were quickly and easily dispersed, they found that no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the iron wall, and their hearts suddenly showed a deep despair.

So, some people began to flee......

One...... Two...... More and more.

These recruits are not much better than other pro-army, the army of this era, once the casualty rate reaches 10%, it will completely collapse, the so-called story of fighting to the last person, after all, is just a story, the real Qiu Ba is blind, they will fight because of excitement and do not care about themselves, but once frustrated, some people begin to panic, so the panic will be infected.

Panic spreads, and the Warrior Camp is in chaos.

Some people are holding their heads and running around, some people are falling to the ground and wailing, and some people are trying to resist.

But all resistance was in vain......

The passwords, like a magic sound, the confident Zhenguo New Army began to become eager to try, although it was a cold winter, but everyone's heads were steaming, like a fierce tiger, fiercely plunged into the chaotic ranks of the warrior camp.

Defeat is like a mountain!

The camp of warriors is completely defeated, and a group of people who rush to kill with courage will eventually lose their courage because of setbacks, and once this group of people who rush to kill with blood and so-called bravery, once they lose these, they will become lambs to the slaughter.

And a military horse that unites hundreds of people by discipline and organization is indestructible in the face of their enemies. If they win, they will condense into an iron fist and severely hit them in the second year, even if they do not win, they will be reliable and tenacious, and they will unite everyone together and fight the trapped beasts.

As long as the organization is still there, they can still fight to the death even if they fight to the death.

And now, the new soldiers of the warrior battalion, who have lost their courage, have been completely defeated.

One individual didn't have time to escape and was stabbed to the ground.

Liu Tang, the camp officer, led a team of personal soldiers, looking at all this in amazement, and his eyes were already straight in shock.

How could this be!

Obviously he was ten times more than these nerds, and his subordinates were still full of morale at the last moment, where did he think that hundreds of years later, the same group of powers, relying on the tactics and organizational strength of these nerds in front of them, would also face ten or a hundred times more officers and soldiers than them, from the Near East to the Far East, almost sweeping the so-called elite of all ancient empires.

Liu Tang looked at the people who fell to the ground one by one, and watched countless people hugging their heads and running around, he couldn't help but shudder.

More than 100 new troops, unscathed, defeated the left battalion of the warriors, and ...... Myself......

Finished...... (To be continued.) )