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In a room at the headquarters of the Red Turban Thieves, several people were engaged in a heated discussion about the robbery of Falcon Villa. Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info "Leader, I think we will do it, Lesy San came to report yesterday, saying that he went to the Falcon Villa to receive the goods, and the number of merchants who purchased the goods has increased by a few percent, if we don't act again, the brothers of the Thunder Regiment on Linfeng Mountain will not be able to bear it." It was Qi Ke, the deputy head of the Red Turban Thieves Regiment, who spoke. Don't look at him as thin and tall, but he is close to the level of a high-level warrior.

The tall and bearded Captain Hurley was in his early forties, and it was time to make a career, but he also understood that the fat of Falcon Villa was not delicious. Turning his face sideways, he flew his right eye diagonally to the two middle-aged men sitting on the right side, "Mobart, Kamus, what do you two think, let's hear it." ”

Mobart, who was a little thin in stature, was the military advisor of the Red Turban Thieves Regiment, rolled his triangular eyes, and said in a low voice, "Commander, if we attack the Falcon Villa now, the Falcon Division stationed on the right side of the villa will definitely support, not to mention the cavalry team in the Falcon Villa." ”

Deputy Head of the Carmus, who was sitting under him, snorted a little disdainfully, "Then we'll watch this piece of fat walk around our mouths every day." ”

"yes. Qi Ke was not convinced. "The Falcon Division is just a newly formed infantry division, and by the time they arrived, we would have already succeeded in it. Taking a step back, with our 8,000 brothers who are not afraid of death, even if we do it, we can eat them steadily. ”

Herre groaned for a moment, a pair of tiger eyes were still staring at Mobart, the red scarf had the scale of today, and his inconspicuous military advisor was really indispensable, and said politely, "Mobart, don't we have any other way?"

Mobart thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there is, but it takes a lot of trouble to be foolproof." ”

As soon as Herre and the other three heard that there was a way, they all pricked up their ears, and all three pairs of eyes stopped rolling, staring at Mobart.

"I've heard that the two divisions stationed in Mint don't have a good relationship with the Falcon Division, and we can make a fuss about it, and they can find a way to transfer the Falcon Division elsewhere, and then ―――――― like this—" Mobart said in detail, and the other three listened in detail, until the last four burst into laughter at the same time, and in the laughter, the sky was a little gloomy.

In the afternoon, there were no clouds, and the scorching sun was like a huge furnace overflowing, roasting the headquarters of the Falcon Division, which was three miles away from Mint City. The air also seemed to condense, and it was so dull that people couldn't breathe.

And even in such weather, the training ground in the station was still full of people. "Kill!" The roar shook the sky, the shadow of the gun was like a forest, and in the sweat, all the young faces revealed strong solemnity and excitement. The yellow sand kicked up a cloud of smoke with neat footsteps, and the bare arms were sweating under the throbbing muscles. No one flinched, no one complained, because they were soldiers of the Hunter Division, because they had the minimum glory of a soldier.

In just one month, the Western Corps recruited 120,000 recruits, of which nearly 70,000 were recruited by the Falcon Division alone. The nearly 10,000 recruits who are now part of the Falcon Division were selected from these 70,000 soldiers. The nearly 10,000 soldiers selected were divided into three wings according to the order from above, namely a pike, an archery, and hoplite. From the first day after its establishment, Sia personally trained this group of young people who had just put on military uniforms.

"If you can't stand such training, then you don't deserve to be a soldier in the Falcon Division, it's not your fault, it's my fault, because I chose you, I'm sorry. These were the words of the commander of the West Asian Division to the first soldier who could not stand such training, and from that day on, evasion and fear became a disgrace to this group of young people.

"I don't want to do the second one. The childish-looking Farah shouted in his heart, got up from the sand with difficulty, and continued to practice staggeringly, his face white. This is the sixth time he has fallen, and the sixth time he has gotten back up. "Kill. "Even the shouts are as fragile as a gossamer, but extremely resilient.

Xia Ya, who was standing on the platform, also had a dark upper body, more than a dozen scars of different shades were carved on his muscular back, beads of sweat were seen on his head, but his face was still cold, and a pair of cold eyes looked closely at Farah who fell for the seventh time, and then waved his hand to the demon dog team members who were supervising on both sides.

"No, I'm still - can I continue, I-" Farah was caught in front of Sia and defended urgently, his eyes showing trepidation and shame. All the soldiers were still practicing, but the corners of their eyes were subconsciously staring at the general on the stage, and a soldier who was usually good friends with Farah said regretfully, "Farah, it seems that you are going to be the second soldier to be fired." ”

"With the fourth squadron as the center, the wings are shrinking rapidly. Sia smiled and nodded at Farra, turning her head and shouting at the 1st Lance Squadron that was training. The sound was loud and full of intimidation. Because the training ground can only accommodate 3ooo individuals to practice at the same time, the entire division of Siana is divided into three groups and takes turns to practice.

The neat pace, the uniform collection of guns, before the eyelids had time to tease, everyone completed the same action. "What they lack now is probably only practical experience. Sia nodded with satisfaction and thought to herself, two months of brutal training had already made this group of young people qualified soldiers.

And the people in the audience also looked at West Asia with a kind of admiration, in their hearts, this young deputy division commander who was exposed to the scorching sun with them all day long has become a kind of pride in their hearts. In West Asia, they understand a lot of things, strong, fearless, sincere, selfless, and ruthless.

Sia moistened her chapped lips and said in a deep voice that could be heard by everyone, "Today, after I was far away from the battlefield, I saw another warrior, a warrior who dared to challenge himself, do you know who he is?"

He circled with a look and pointed at Farah in a high-pitched voice. "It's him, Farah, a warrior who fell down seven times and got up seven times. Or you may ask, fall, get up, what's the surprise, but you know what? Farah, he used to be just a farmer, he didn't have any kung fu at all, but under the scorching sun, in this high-intensity training, he was not inferior to any of you, he fell, he got up, he fell again, he got up again. This is a true warrior who knows that his body can't bear it, but he never thinks of giving up. ”

Sia's voice was heavy, not only echoing over the training ground for a long time, but also slamming into everyone's hearts. Warrior is the dream that every young man has never promised, and it is the glory that every soldier pursues all his life. But now, it is so real and clearly hung on the head of a young man who does not know martial arts.

An unbelievable flush appeared on Farah's white face, and he originally thought that the commander of the West Deputy Division had brought him to power because of his poor foundation, and was ready to fire him. But now he seemed to have changed completely, looked at the commander of the West Deputy Division who was walking towards him, and muttered, "Warrior, am I?

Xia also said excitedly, "You are, you are, in the past two months of training, even I have doubted whether you can persevere, remember why I agreed to you to join the Falcon Division? It is because of what you said to me when you participated in the recruitment. "You won't find a better soldier than me. "Originally, I was skeptical, but now I believe, I really believe, that you will be the best soldier. ”

Farah's eyes were wet, as if she had a lot to say, but she didn't know how to speak. Only quietly staring at West Asia, quietly. In the silent eyes of the tens of millions of people in the audience, he gently broke free from the two hands that were holding him, and performed an imperial ** salute with a slow, almost frozen movement.

The sunlight seemed to shake a little, and the spotlight seemed to shine on Farah, in West Asia, and sprinkled a patch of gold on every soldier who stood. Life is short, but the momentary emotion is eternal.

At this time, he was sitting in the classroom listening to an old general lecture on strategy, "Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival, must not be ignored." Therefore, the scriptures are based on five things, the school is calculated, and the situation is asked: one is the Tao, the second is the sky, the third is the earth, the fourth is the general, and the fifth is the law. Those who are Taoist can die with them and live with them without being in danger; those who are heavenly are yin and yang, cold and summer, and time systems; those who are earthly, far and near, dangerous and easy, wide and narrow, and life and death; generals, wisdom, faith, benevolence, courage, and strictness; and those who are lawful, they are bent systems, official ways, and master use. All these five will be unheard, those who know will win, and those who do not know will win――――――――" Although there are not too many students, if you look at it roughly, there are only about 30 people. But the old general spoke very carefully and meticulously.

On the first day of class, Ling Hu Jue sat in the last row, ignoring the various eyes projected around him, and just listened quietly, although he couldn't understand some things that the old general said, but many times, it made him feel like he was suddenly open. Despite having in his hand a copy of Marshal Barros's war hand tie. But after all, he has not gone through the formal system of learning, and he can't comprehend a lot of subtle theories in his hands, now it's okay, listen to what the old general says, and then compare and integrate with each other, so that Linghu Jue really benefits a lot.

Linghu was so focused that he came to his senses when the other students stood up and walked out of the classroom. With a long sigh, he thought to himself, "It turns out that reading can really make people understand a lot of things, and it seems that if there is a chance, Xia and others should come here to take classes." ”

"Hello, I'm Major General Gran of the Royal Guard Division. May I ask you are affiliated with that corps?" a general in his 3o years old walked over, his thin face engraved with the weather-beaten weather, and smiled and gave a military salute.

Ling Hu Jue also stood up, gave a military salute that was not too standard, and said, "My name is Ling Hu Jue, and I am the division commander of the newly established Western Corps. ”

Ge Lang saw that Ling Hu Jue and his colleague Ling Hu Xiao looked a little similar, so he came over to ask. Now seeing that Linghu Jue is also surnamed Linghu, he thinks that he is a member of the Linghu family, and said softly, "Then I don't know what Brother Linghu and Linghu Xiao call it?"

Linghu Jue was a little displeased, and thought to himself, "It's strange, the previous Murong Ao, yesterday's Principal Naron, and today's Major General Grand, how can they have to have anything to do with the Linghu family, is there no one surnamed Linghu in the imperial capital except for the Linghu family?" I'm a little, I'll take my leave first," and with that, he got up and walked out of the classroom.

"Brother Linghu. Ge Lang shouted, wanting to catch up, but after thinking about it, "I might as well ask Ling Huxiao, he shouldn't hide it from me." ”

Ling Hu Jue hurriedly walked out of the teaching building with his head down, but at this time, the forest* leading to the school gate was already full of people. The vast majority of them are girls from the Academy of Magic. These people all shouted excitedly when they saw Ling Hu Jue come out. "It's out, it's out. Ling Hu Jue was a little surprised, but the habit he had developed over the years made his eyes suddenly cold, and his whole body exuded a meaning that he was afraid to approach. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he walked over proudly and naturally.

The girls on the two sides who were about to surround were shocked by the momentum on Ling Hujue's body, and involuntarily took a few steps back. But at this moment, a soft shout came from the right side of Ling Hu Jue, "Torrential rain, shoot." In an instant, a small dark cloud appeared above Ling Hujue's head, and after a few muffled thunderbolts and lightning flashes, the torrential rain fell like a string of rosary beads within a radius of three meters.

While everyone around was dodging, a white figure hid behind a yew tree, covering his mouth and snickering in his heart, "Hehe, I'm going to make your prince charming a soup chicken." ”

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