Fu Yi didn't go to see the arrogant attitude of General Zhenwei, but instead made General Zhenwei a little panicked, and couldn't figure out which adult led this team that called itself the Black Nightmare Army.

Fortunately, the Black Nightmare Army did not go far, and after just leaving the battlefield for a certain distance, they found a small river and stopped and camped on the spot.

It's not that Fei Yi doesn't want to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but these new Nightmare warriors under his command can't fully adapt to the battlefield, especially those Dark Nightmare soldiers who are from pawns and servants, and many of them have already vomited sore legs and weak feet.

When General Zhenwei caught up, he saw that the Black Nightmare Army was quickly setting up a camp under the angry roar of the mysterious adult.

I saw him riding a war horse, running back and forth beside groups of Dark Nightmare soldiers, constantly shouting and pointing, and sometimes waving his hand to summon piles of materials to pile on the ground, and the eyes of General Zhenwei shrank when he saw it.

It is a Lang Xu丨 that can carry tens of millions of soldiers, horses, grain, grass, and baggage, and only generals at the level of generals are qualified to be in charge

Could it be that this adult, who seems to be a secret guard of the Nightmare, is a general secretly sent by the king to rescue?

General Zhenwei, who didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly rushed over and took the initiative to see: "I have seen the general in my humble position"

Fei Yi, who was busy with her work, was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at him, and wondered how he was promoted again?

Fu Yi, who was worried about revealing the stuffing, didn't want to say much, nodded while saying, "Wait a minute... Cao Cao, you are a dead citizen, how many times have you told you, pull the barbed wire fence apart"

General Zhenwei found that the general didn't seem to have a very good temper, and he didn't dare to say much, seeing that he was busy arranging the camp, he could only follow him step by step, waiting for him to finish his work and then report the military situation.

The Black Nightmare Army's various ordnance and armament turned out to be "new weapons" that he had never seen before, but they did not lay wooden platoons around the camp to make camp walls, but just pulled a roll of thin "wire" and spread it on the ground around the camp, and then nailed a wooden stake at intervals to finish the matter.

After looking at the barbed wire, General Zhenwei secretly gasped, the wire was full of thorny iron thorns, although it looked very fragile, and he could cross it as soon as he rushed, but he could imagine that whether it was a war horse or a foot soldier, once he fell into these barbed wire fences during the charge, he was afraid that it would be difficult to break free

And those strange horseless carts placed behind the barbed wire, and the strange ordnance dragged by it, did not seem to be a good thing, although he had not seen those ordnance fired with his own eyes, but he had just come from that bloody purgatory-like battlefield, but he knew that the terrible scene was probably caused by these strange ordnance

After erecting the barbed wire fence instead of the camp wall, and in the enclosed camp, the soldiers of the Black Nightmare Army tore open a roll of colorful cloth, and stuffed the slender iron branches into the thin rings sewn on the cloth

The whole camping process, just a meal, is really fast and somewhat amazing.

General Zhenwei's eyes lit up, if the troops under his name could also use this kind of armament, not only would the army move quickly, but the soldiers would also be able to get a good rest at night, and there would be no need to endure in the open air and lose their combat strength.

The surprising things are not only that, under the running and scolding of this "great general", the defense of the camp wall, the camping tent, and even the cooking of the pot are all in progress

I saw some soldiers who were the head of the fire, from the pile of materials summoned by the adult, took out a silver barrel-shaped cauldron, and did not see them prepare firewood, just piled a piece of black bricks under the erected cauldron, threw a white wax block on the black brick, lit the fire with a small utensil "click" twice, quickly lit the fire, and then threw the bags of packaged ingredients into the cauldron, poured water, and burned a pot of fragrant soup porridge in a moment.

General Zhenwei was a little puzzled, although the soldiers who fought on the battlefield could quickly recover their strength by drinking some hot minced meat soup porridge, but only such a little soup could not fill the stomachs of these fighting men.

At this time, the general who had finished his work beckoned to them, led them to stop in front of a military tent at random, took out a bag of things wrapped in oil paper from the materials piled up next to the fire, threw it to him, and after taking one himself, he sat down on the spot.

Turning over and over the oil paper bag, General Zhenwei was confused, but saw that the "general" pulled a cotton thread on the oil paper bag, and after a while, there was a boiling sound of "grunt" in the oil paper bag, and it began to heat and bulge.

General Zhenwei, who learned the movements of the "great general" and ripped open the cotton thread, was burned and poured the oiled paper bag from his left hand to his right hand, and after a period of scramble, he sniffed and smelled a fragrant smell from the oiled paper bag.

General Zhenwei tore open the oiled paper bag without a teacher, only to see that the oiled paper bag was wrapped in a ball of millet mixed with diced meat and vegetables, which was hot as if it had just been cooked, and the tempting aroma made him swallow his saliva involuntarily.

What is surprising is that there is a wooden spoon hidden in the oil paper bag, General Zhenwei looked up left and right, the soldiers have already begun to sit on the ground and devour it, and the same hungry General Zhenwei is not polite, picking up the wooden spoon and pulling up the millet rice in his mouth.

A mouthful of hot rice in his stomach, the delicious almost made General Zhenwei burst into tears, although he is a general, but after half a month of besiegement, he has eaten worse than a pig, this mysterious Black Nightmare army food is inevitably too good, right? During the march, not only can you eat hot rice and drink broth, but it is also so delicious, and it is happier than at home in the rear.

All of a sudden, the whole camp was filled with the sound of chewing and swallowing, and the bag of fried rice that was said to be called "field quick hot military rations" was stuffed into the stomach, and there were fireheads on the side who diligently brought cans of hot soup to everyone, almost leaving everyone stunned.

Ignoring the hot porridge poured into his stomach, General Zhenwei became curious about the army-green iron can in his hand that was soupy, but while he was still studying, the general had already finished eating, got up and went to work again

General Zhenwei, who didn't find a chance to report the military situation, subconsciously prepared to follow, but saw a black-armored soldier of the Black Nightmare Army, who came over with a "click" and saluted him: "The former commander of the Yunqi Army is the commander of the battalion, and now the first main battle company of the Black Nightmare Army, the company commander Gengsang Chongming, has seen General Zhenwei." ”

hurriedly replied, General Zhenwei turned his head and glanced at the "general" who was already busy, and he didn't dare to disturb, so he could only ask suspiciously.

“... I don't know if this is the strong army under the command of the king? Why have I never heard of it? I have heard that there is a secret guard of the black nightmare by the king's side, isn't it?"

Zhenwei General Mimu Zhiwu didn't dare to underestimate him because of the main battle company commander of the Black Nightmare Army in front of him, and his predecessor was just a small commander of the capital battalion, plus he couldn't figure out what level the so-called "company commander" was, just the Xuantie armor on the body of Chong was enough to ⊥ him to maintain enough respect.

Gengsang Chongming waved his hand, looked around, and said with a mysterious face: "Don't say, don't say that the general knows the way, don't guess ......" As he spoke, he added fuel and vinegar to ask him for help, and asked the secret guard to come out.

Zhenwei General Mimu Zhiwu was full of astonishment: "No wonder I see that the soldiers in this 丨 Black Nightmare Army 丨 are extremely unfamiliar, so to speak, the Black Nightmare Army is just a temporary formation of this adult, and there is no king to give the number? This is not in accordance with military law..."

Gengsang Chongming frowned and said: "Regardless of whether it is in accordance with military law or not, we must also be able to break through and return to Dingjun Mountain alive......, right?"

He stretched out his hands at the entire Black Nightmare Army丨 camp: "General, do you think it is necessary for this lord to privately lead the army?"

Mi Mu Zhiwu was speechless for a while, too, looking at other people's strokes, not to mention this group of Xuantie armor that can form a strong army by finding a group of farmers at will, just the Lang Liang that can only be in charge of the general level or above is enough to have the right to stand on its own.

I'm afraid that the king can't come up with such extravagant strokes now, this adult who is suspected of being born as a secret guard of the Black Nightmare is probably the kind of person who holds the arsenal and secret vault of the past dynasties behind the legendary Zhongrong County and the royal family.

As General Zhenwei, Mimu Zhiwu can access more secrets than Gengsang Chongming, and naturally he has heard a lot of secrets from various channels.

As the current King of Zhongrong, his power comes from the gift of the Sun clan behind the scenes, there are so many capable people in a huge ancient clan, and the resources and secrets he has are far beyond the part that is exposed, so that the Emperor Sun Mishi, who is the king of Zhongrong, has to turn to the clan behind him to get through the difficulties many times.

In a way, Master Zhuansun is just a lucky manager who has been pushed to the fore by the Yuansun clan, not the owner.

This made Mimu Zhiwu, who was a member of the Rong clan of Zhongrong County, vigilant, even if the identity of this adult was a little obscure, he had to be careful not to cause trouble to himself and the family behind him.

"This ......"

Mi Mu Zhiwu was a little speechless, the general, my lord, but this person did not have a clear position, and he didn't know what to call him.

"General Mimu is better addressed as 'Sir,' ”

is also a member of the Rong clan, although it does not belong to the same family and surname, Gengsang Chongming still kindly reminded

"What is this sir?"

Mimu Zhiwu nodded gratefully to Gengsang Chongming, and looked curiously at the one who was busy in the camp.

Gengsang Chongming turned his head and glanced at it, and said cautiously: "The chief is training my soldiers of the Black Nightmare Army."

Mi Mu Zhiwu was stunned: "Drill in battle?"

Gengsang Chongming smiled bitterly: "I was only a member of the Yunqi Army and the Huji Army yesterday, and I was gathered by the commander in a hurry, and replaced the ordnance armor, there is no time to practice at all, only to practice with the battle, and these ordnance taken out by the commander are all novel weapons and equipment, today's battle, if it weren't for the commander Wu Yong, who broke the formation of the Guannan Army alone, I'm afraid we wouldn't have won so easily." ”

Mi Mu Zhiwu gasped: "You mean, the commander slaughtered more than 10,000 Guannan troops with just 1,000 cloud cavalry and 5,000 baggage battalions?"

He couldn't help but glance at the equipment on Gengsang Chongming's body, revealing an obvious expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, even if he was a general like him who could lead a brigade and five guards and horses, he was not qualified to wear it, this "chief" actually matched all the servants of this group of sub-camps, it was too luxurious.

Swallowing his saliva, Mimu Zhiwu suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, do you still need to recruit the Black Nightmare Army丨 subordinates?"

"Uh......"

Gengsang Chongming smiled bitterly: "Please forgive me for not knowing my humble duties, the Black Nightmare Army丨 is decided by the commander, and the general may have to ask the commander in person." ”

Mimu Zhiwu is very eager to try, they have been trapped in the Ancestral Bone Plain for nearly half a month, because of the interception of the Guannan Army, they have not been able to get the support of the Dingjun Mountain丨 battalion, if there is such a set of Xuantie armor, even if the whole army dies in battle, with his strength of the young prison, he can single-handedly kill back to the Dingjun Mountain

You must know that Lu Dao, he supervised General Zhenwei in a dignified manner, and there were originally more than 800,000 troops under his command, but under the repeated battles, there were only 350,000 people left around him, and more than half of them were the Zhongrong rout army and the baggage battalions scattered on the wasteland along the way, which shows how fierce the battle situation was.

And this commander, with only 1,000 cavalry and 5,000 heavy servants, slaughtered 13,000 Guannan troops, but he didn't hurt a single person.

With a thought in his heart, Mimu Zhiwu was naturally much more active, and while sending the adjutant back to the subordinates of the Husa Army, and informing them to come over and join the Black Nightmare Army, he followed Gengsang Chongming, followed behind this commander, watched him practice his soldiers, and secretly learned.

When the camp was completed and the soldiers were full of food and drink, Fu Yi did not let them rest, but issued another order, so that the whole army of the Black Nightmare Army would pull out the camp and prepare to go to battle.

Seeing that it was about to fall into the night, although the soldiers of the Black Nightmare Army were stunned, they did not dare to disobey the commander's order, and hurriedly demolished the camp that had just been built, and the thorn fence made of iron wire was put away and loaded.

After half an hour of chaos, the soldiers of the Black Nightmare Army were hurriedly preparing for the march, but they saw that Fei Yi shook his head and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Set up camp"

What kind of trouble is this? The whole army almost collapsed, and collectively looked at the commander who came and went on the horse with resentful eyes.

Fei Yi snorted: "If you encounter the enemy, do you plan to wait for the enemy to help you survive?

The soldiers looked at each other, fifteen minutes? How long was that?

Fei Yi was furious: "I don't know how long it is for fifteen minutes? Fifteen minutes is... It is... From now on, until the trumpet is sounded, if Nima doesn't finish camping, he will do it all over again

Gengsang Chongming hurriedly greeted him, and Fei Yi turned his hand and took out a palm-sized pocket watch from nowhere, threw it to him, and pointed him to recognize the scale on the dial, "If you come to stare at them, this 丨Si Chen丨 will reward you." As he spoke, he brandished his whip and went out to the camp again.

Mimu Zhiwu on the side looked at the 丨Sichen丨 magic weapon in Gengsang Chongming's hand with envy and jealousy, he can be regarded as well-informed, and all kinds of magic cultivation tools are not uncommon, but such a delicate strange thing to record the time is unheard of.

Gengsang Chongming dared to be lazy, staring at the three rotating thin needles on the dial, while silently reciting the mantra that an hour is eight quarters, a moment is fifteen minutes, and a minute has sixty moments, and every time a moment passes, he will kick the horn soldier beside him, let him blow the horn playfully, and notify the whole army that the time is up.

"Time, time, how many times do I want Lao Tzu to remind you dead people?

All that came from the camp was the roar of Fei Yi, and the whistling sound of the whip that I found in the round way to whip the lazy soldiers, although the soldiers were all wearing heavy armor of dark iron, let alone whipping them, even if they slashed him, it didn't necessarily hurt to slash him.

But the problem is that this whip is in the hands of this devilish chief, and when the whip is whistling down, the strength can directly penetrate the dark iron armor, and they will not be injured, and they will not be able to die

Half a night, tossing back and forth more than a dozen times, the whole army of the Black Nightmare Army, and finally under the guidance of the whip of the devil commander, everyone was deeply imprinted in their memories of what they were responsible for, and as soon as the horn sounded, even if the brain had not reacted, the body had already moved on its own.

Only then did the whole army look a little more elite, and everyone was doing their job like a precision-running instrument, and the camp could be set up and pulled out within five minutes.

This is simply an incredible thing in the eyes of Mimu Zhiwu, who followed the whole process, no matter which army it is, it is impossible to set up the camp in a short period of time and then pull it away in a short time.

It is impossible to do such a strict requirement as the Black Nightmare Army, just like the brigade of soldiers and horses under his command, once camped, they usually do not move for several days, and the battles of the soldiers and horses are centered on the large camp that is set down, unless it is a long-range camp.