The commander died, under He Ming's wind plate tear.

The centurion was also dead, and Yang Yanguang slashed one by one, turning it into the nutritional milk powder of the golden star.

As for the ten-commander, he was only a warrior in a mere battle robe, and he only had the strength of a great slave, so he could not command the army at all.

This kind of chaotic army, it is okay to trap Xu Fang with a drag oil bottle, but when facing the military mage who is also in formation, it will soon collapse.

When the first rays of sunlight lit up in the sky, the remaining terracotta warriors and horses also stopped moving.

With a wave of shaking, the pit reappeared, protecting them back underground.

The military mages who had been fighting all night finally ushered in a living day.

"Quick, hygienist!"

"What about stretchers? The company commander is injured! ”

The equally embarrassed instructor Li Yi shouted at the top of his voice.

The hygienist hurriedly leaned over, and the pure white healing magic sprinkled lightly on He Ming's body.

"The company commander is fine, it's just that the magic energy is exhausted, plus some external injuries, and after healing, it will be good to raise it for a few days."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He Ming was not only the strongest person in their company, but also their spiritual pillar, and if he fell, the impact on morale would be devastating.

"I'll report to the chief instructor right away!"

Li Yigang took two steps, and his footsteps stopped again: "By the way, where is the soldier who brought the company commander back?" ”

A military mage said: "Instructor, this person is not a soldier of our company, but a student of Gudu No. 2 Middle School!" ”

"Students?"

Li Yileng paused for a moment, quickly reacted, and reprimanded "Students are also soldiers, and xenophobic thinking is unacceptable" and then left in a hurry.

Meanwhile.

The recruit dormitory is playing out the diversity of species.

Some students have been killed all night, and they are tired and collapsed in bed.

Some of them just fought with real knives and guns, and immediately plunged into the virtual battlefield on their mobile phones.

Some were frightened by the terracotta warriors, sat at the foot of the bed, or cried to go home.

There are even more unlucky eggs, who were shot by the flying arrows of the kneeling figurines, hung up the color, and hissed in pain when they moved.

As for the most unlucky one, he had already been put together by the military mage who had cleaned the battlefield, and called home with the core idea of "sacrificing his life for the country".

"Boss! Top dog! ”

Sun Ruizhi rushed in: "I killed five terracotta warriors and horses yesterday, and it was refreshing!" ”

Brother Wise is a beginner-level mage, and he is not qualified to go out of the city to fight, but stays on the city wall to export magic throughout the whole process.

During the scuffle, some terracotta warriors and horses came to the city wall by mistake and were split into pieces by a thunder mark of the sharp-eyed Sun Ruizhi.

"This time I entered the list of the undead... By the way, Boss, how many did you kill? ”

Xu Fang said: "I didn't count it. ”

He only remembered that he was killed by piece, stubble, who was patient to count how many were killed?

He is more concerned about other issues now, and yesterday's battle has given him a lot of inspiration.

Sun Ruizhi is greatly admired, he is worthy of being the boss, and even the pretending technique is so mellow and natural, he is really a model for my generation.

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The management of military training is very strict, and closed management is implemented, especially in the first month, and it is not allowed to go out on leave for any reason.

Fortunately, although the barracks are small, they are fully equipped. Even if it is not as prosperous as the ancient metropolitan area, there is a lot of infrastructure that should be there.

Xu Fang followed the road sign and found the forging room of the company.

The forging room is not large, fifty square meters, two rows of shelves are full of raw materials and broken magic tools, and the floor is also messy.

The only free ground was a stool, on which an old man in military uniform wearing reading glasses sat and read a drawing in his hand.

"You have to line up to repair magic tools, and the undead with high points will be given priority." The old man didn't lift his head.

Xu Fang said: "I also want some magic stones, carving knives, a bundle of black-horned deer tendons, and rock iron." ”

The old man stopped his movements, raised his head in some surprise, and pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose: "You are also a forger?" ”

"Only a little."

"Really?" The old man didn't ask much, and prepared the things Xu Fang wanted: "The forging room is inside, five thousand an hour." ”

"Okay."

Xu Fang walked into the forging room.

Speaking of which, this old man really trusts Xu Fang, or has confidence in the security of the military mage company, even if Xu Fang has a crooked mind, he can't escape the palm of his hand?

Judging from the perspective of Xu Fang to make up for a month, the value of the things in this room may add up to tens of millions.

Sit down in a forging chair and pick up a carving knife.

Unlike the first raw melon and egg, this time Xu Fang's action was skillful, and in a short time, a solid magic circle was engraved on the rock iron.

Call!

The flame of light swayed in Xu Fang's hand, and the rock iron bent under the heat of the outer flame, turning into a steel pipe that was not long.

Xu Fang's control over the flames was extremely strong, and after achieving the effect, he immediately withdrew it, and drained it with the remaining heat.

Inkhorn deer tendon, a small general-level material. It's expensive, and the toughness and elasticity are excellent. The permit is compressed and adjusted before being fixed under the steel pipe.

Syllable!

"It's a little crooked..."

Xu Fang tore off the deer tendons and tried again. After wasting half a bundle, I finally found the right place to pop out of the predetermined track after compression.

"The cooling circle is too big and complicated to carve... It's not a big problem, try this wind system magic circle, accelerate the flow of heat, and channel the heat into the outermost ice stone... Very good, it can be replaced. ”

"The magic stone is installed here."

Xu Fang's current appearance is very much like the crazy doctor villain in the movie, babbling in his mouth and shuttling between bottles and cans.

Gradually, a new "magic tool" appeared in front of him.

Xu Fang picked it up and put it in his sleeve, injecting magic energy.

Click!

With an inaudible crisp sound, a jet-black pistol less than twenty centimeters flicked into Xu Fang's hand.

"Handsome!"

This set of silky little combos made Xu Fang handsome himself.

In previous lives, this item was called the "Hidden Gun", and it was often used by agents in modern times when assassinating targets. The first time Xu Fang saw it, it was when he was watching "Middle Two Diseases Have to Fall in Love", and Yongtai used it once.

Of course, Xu Fang's sleeve gun is not the kind of black flame that makes up for it all by the brain, although it is not gunpowder, but a spring-driven machine, but it is equipped with a "Yang Yan Light Slash", and the power is off the charts.

No, it's not appropriate to call it "Yang Yan Light Slash" again, it should be called "Yang Yan Light Bomb".

This gun also has the second most resounding name, which is called "Star".

Usually hidden in the sleeve, without input of magic energy, there is no risk of misfire.

In addition, the concealment is high, the killing distance is long, and there is no forward swing, often others are confused and suffer from black guns, and they don't know how they fell.

Happily walked out the door.

The old man said lightly: "A total of one hour and twenty-eight minutes, rounded, count you two hours, plus materials, and benefit 50,000 yuan." ”

Xu is relieved, 50,000 yuan for such a big killer, I feel that I have made a lot of money.

Don't talk nonsense, just transfer money and leave, leaving only the old man speechless, why doesn't this kid complain about me?

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At the same time as Xu Fang made the "star", an award application form was placed on the desk of the big instructor Feijiao.

"Almost all the participants of the three companies hung up the lottery, and the company commander He Ming was seriously injured and had just woken up from a coma. However, the death rate was indeed the lowest in recent years, with only two junior military mages killed. ”

Flyhorn flipped through the list, and his subordinates reported on the situation.

"At the same time, the results of this battle are also the most abundant in recent times, one thousand-commander terracotta warrior and four centurion terracotta warriors and horses were all killed, and the terracotta army of the sixteenth pit is difficult to recover within half a year."

Feijiao nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, it must be rewarded, and rewards will be issued according to the recorded amount of kills." ”

After a pause, he found that his subordinates had not moved, and he was puzzled: "What are you doing in a daze, go and do it." ”

"Chief Instructor, there's a bit of a special case."

"Say."

"This person's contribution is something special and you need to decide for yourself."