The camp of the Young Pioneer Battalion is an independent and enclosed area, and the entrances and exits are strictly guarded by sergeants, and no one is allowed to enter or leave without orders.

After all the young pioneers were killed, it became an empty camp, and the sergeants guarding it were ordered to retreat.

A huge camp, which used to be noisy, is now deserted and empty. This is not a deep feeling for Dugu Jingyun, and the other two sigh from time to time.

In order to dispel this negative emotion as soon as possible, Dugu Jingyun urged the two to enter the cultivation state. I also calmed down and carefully analyzed the situation in front of me and the future course of action.

After a major battle a few days ago, both the enemy and us suffered a lot of damage, and there should be no more fighting in a short period of time. It is estimated that there should be a grace period of three to four months. In other words, there will be no chance to leave this place in a dignified manner during this period.

In my memory, there is also a rule in this world, as long as a death row prisoner can get a thousand merit points on the battlefield, he can regain his free body, and he will get one point for cutting a soldier, ten points for ten captains, one hundred points for centurions, and one thousand points for thousands of commanders. This may seem like an opportunity for death row inmates, but it is actually a dream. Since the rule was enacted thousands of years ago, no death row inmate has been able to accomplish this feat. The reasons for this are self-evident.

But this is undoubtedly a blessing for them now. What we need to do now is to use this buffer period to improve the strength and cultivation of these two brothers as much as possible, so as to have a few more chances to save their lives in future wars.

Peaceful days, hurried away in leisure. Then, in this empty and uninhabited camp, there were screams of ghosts crying wolves from time to time.

"How many laps?" Dugu Jingyun asked, lying on a small hillside, with a dead grass in the corner of his mouth.

"Fifty laps!" Dongfang Xiong gasped and counted, the whole person seemed to be fatter than before, and Lu Canglang followed behind, looking much stronger than before.

In this training ground, one lap is about 500 meters, and the target given to them by Dugu Jingyun is 300 laps per day. It doesn't sound like a lot, but if you're wearing a fifty-pound weight-bearing sand suit, it's very different.

"Three hundred laps!" Dongfang Xiong shouted hoarsely, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground like a pile of mud, with more air out and less air in.

"Ahem, it doesn't seem to be at the limit!" Dugu Jingyun smiled cruelly, and kicked Dongfang Bear into a three-meter-deep pool of stinky water with a flying kick. Dongfang Xiong's height is only about one meter seven, and he has to desperately put his head out of the water, and he still holds a big sword in his hand, about thirty catties, and he stabs, splits, and sharpens in the water again and again

Lu Canglang was not forgotten, and was thrown directly into a closed big tent, there were twelve flying birds in the tent, when would these flying birds be caught, and when would they come out.

The two protested, and Dugu was shocked like a stone, and said earnestly: "Sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime." ”

Protests were ineffective.

The two of them suffered a lot, but Dugu Jingyun was not idle, remembering the scene when the sword broke off and died, the palpitations still existed, and they were never allowed to fall in the same place for a second time.

There are quite a few blades in the arsenal, but in Dugu Jingyun's eyes, it is a pile of scrap iron. Taking these scrap iron to the battlefield is no different from committing suicide. Therefore, he did not hesitate to consume his own samadhi true fire, tempering and purifying the pile of scrap iron again and again. The hardships in this are only understood by himself.

The wind is no longer so light, so soft. Some are cool, some are shy.

Lu Canglang no longer catches flying birds, because he can now use his sword to stab thirty-two flying birds in an instant, and he is now only repeating one action every day, the sword is unsheathed, and the sheath is returned, at least ten thousand times.

Dongfang Bear also said goodbye to the stinky pool, and kept gathering qi and roaring at the balloon floating in the air every day, and at the same time launched various attacks on the ball from a distance until the balloon burst.

Dugu Jingyun finally completed the refining of the three swords, the sword body was black and bright, with a sense of ancient vicissitudes, and it looked inconspicuous, but he casually waved a sword, and split a large piece of hard rock in half. But he was not satisfied with the result. His comment is that there is more than enough and there is not enough softness, and there is no decent material, which can only be regarded as unsatisfactory.

Counting the days, three months passed quietly in the cultivation. Dongfang Xiong and Lu Canglang finally survived the devilish training period, and their overall strength crossed into a new realm, their swordsmanship and body skills were cultivated to a small level, and the cultivation of Zhenyuan Force broke through the barrier of the Tianwu Realm and stepped into the level of the Lingwu Realm in one fell swoop.

So, the two confidently challenged Dugu Jingyun, but the two shot at the same time, but they were defeated by one move. Falling from the clouds into the deep valley, I realized how big the difference is between the clouds and mud.

At the strong request of the two brothers, the prelude to more brutal training began. The long-lost screams echoed through the empty camp again.

At nightfall, the three of them, as usual, entered the state of meditation of Pei Yuan's qi cultivation early.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the silence, and the three of them suddenly realized that there was a faint smell of wine floating in the air, lingering.

"It looks like someone is drinking!" Dongfang Xiong shrugged his nose, "What kind of person is so bold, the army strictly prohibits alcohol, and violators are severely punished." ”

"Someone had crept into the camp, and in tent No. 5 there were about seven or eight people, and they were drinking. Dugu Jingyun unfolded his soul and sensed it slightly, and said lightly.

"How can this be! it won't bother us!" Dongfang Xiong said with some concern.

Because this is an empty camp, no one usually cares about it, and it is not easy for the inspection team to find out about drinking here. Dugu Jingyun analyzed simply. Suddenly, he found that Lu Canglang was missing.

"Not good!" Dugu Jingyun snorted softly, his figure flashed, and he also disappeared.

A light is like a bean, and under the dim dim light, seven or eight big men, with open chests and arms, are raising their glasses and drinking, looking a little drunk, and the wine in the tent is soaring.

Lu Canglang stood coldly at the door, his eyes were like knives, his fists were clenched, and the whole person was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Get out!" the voice was cold.

The air suddenly stopped, and seven or eight fiery eyes stared at this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, as if he wanted to melt this piece of ice.

"Who the fuck are you?" a big man came back to his senses first, "You are crazy, dare to tell Uncle to get out!" As soon as the words fell, the wine bowl in his hand also flew towards Lu Canglang.

Lu Canglang turned to one side slightly, let go of the flying thing, his eyes were cold, the murderous aura flashed in his eyes, he took a step forward, and he wanted to make a move, but Dugu Jingyun arrived immediately and pulled him back.

"This big brother is angry!" Dugu Jingyun smiled all over his face, and said apologetically, "This is the Young Pioneer Camp, you drink here, once someone finds out, we really can't afford it, so"

"What is the pioneer battalion!" the big man sneered, stepped on the drunken step, and paced over with a shaky mouth, "A bunch of death row prisoners, fucking pigs and dogs are not as good as them, they are only worthy of being a death squad." Huh," the big man rubbed his eyes, "Aren't you dead? Where did you come from? It can't be a lonely ghost!"

"Hehe, this eldest brother is only afraid that he is drunk, his eyes are a little dizzy, and his brain is not very refreshing, our brother has always been not very concerned about alcoholics. But please save face and get out of here. "Dugu is not salty and authentic.

"What are you talking about? Dare to scold the uncle for being a drunkard. When the big man heard this, his brain cleared, and he roared with anger on his face, "Look for death!" and punched out with a wave of his hand.

Dugu Jingyun had already taken precautions, raised his palm, and firmly grasped the fist of the big man. At the same time, a wisp of wind flew into the oil lamp, and the tent was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Do it!" Dugu Jingyun shouted softly, pulled and twisted his hand, and threw it out, and the big man in front of him screamed sadly, and the whole person flew out.

The Dongfang Bear, who had been hiding outside the tent, rushed in as soon as possible, and the road waves in the tent were even more first, rushing inward like a wolf entering a flock.

Dugu Jingyun walked out of the camp tent with his hands in his hands, raising his head to the sky, not knowing what he was thinking. There was a crying father and a mother's cry behind him, and those guys must have been beaten up a lot.

As soon as the sky was colored, the barracks became uncharacteristically noisy.

More than a dozen people, with bare upper bodies and whip marks, hung high above the benchmark, attracting countless onlookers, pointing and discussing.

"These people are too bold to dare to drink and fight in the barracks, and they are really impatient. ”

"Look at those three teenagers, I heard that they crawled out of the pile of dead people, and their lives are really hard!"

"Who said no! Otherwise, how could these big men who were as strong as cattle be beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, but I am afraid that even their biological parents would not recognize them. ”

The turmoil of drinking and brawl spread in the barracks for a few days before it subsided, and as for the injuries of the big men, they were believed to have been caused by scuffling with each other in the dark.