Tianlan Fortress is the second line of defense of the Dongxuan Empire against the orcs, and behind him is the capital of Tianlan of the Dongxuan Empire, which has the reputation of the land of rice and grain.

The capital of Tianlan is vast and the land is suitable for farming, and the grain ripened here every year can supply half of the Dongxuan Empire.

Compared with the capital of Tianlan, the land of the orc tribe is relatively poor, and they can't farm, so the annual grain production is not high, and they have been living by burning and looting, and war is inevitable......

Wang Yao supported a seriously injured soldier, and the two slowly walked side by side with the large army, and they were about to enter the capital of Tianlan, which was a hundred kilometers away from Dongxuan Fortress.

I had just experienced a battle of the world, and in this battle, everyone from those who had not cultivated to the ninth-level masters participated in the battle.

Magic and vindictiveness are overwhelming, and people who don't have the strength can be said to be very difficult in this battle.

Wang Yao also only killed one werewolf and withdrew from the battlefield, so he was lucky enough to save his life.

Out of nowhere, Moji rode a horse, quickly shuttling back and forth among the retreating troops, and when he saw Wang Yao in white-gray armor, he smiled with relief.

Ink Marks jumped off the horse and took the wounded man from Wang Yao: "You kid, you're still alive!"

Wang Yao looked at the injuries all over his body, and his clothes had become tattered and ink marks, and said with a wry smile: "I picked up a life, thanks to that light magic, otherwise I may not be able to come back." ”

"You're lucky, but it's a pity for Chen Lin!" Ink Mark sighed.

Chen Lin was directly hit by the meteor rain when he was retreating, and he stayed there on the spot, and this scene happened to be witnessed by the ink marks himself.

"I thought it was good to be a first-class samurai, but I didn't expect to be so small in the face of such a war!"

Wang Yao sighed, his life was still saved by Chen Lin, if it wasn't for Chen Lin pulling him out of the teleportation array, he might have been split in two by that wind blade.

"Let's try to live, it's a lucky thing to be able to save my life here!"

The ink mark stopped talking, and Wang Yao also fell into silence......

At midnight, the large army entered the capital of Tianlan, and everyone got a little rest!

Wang Yao sat in the tent, frantically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to condense his fighting qi for himself, and his fighting qi had been exhausted by the previous battle and escape.

At this moment, he was a little envious of the other traversers, they were all matching opponents who matched what he wanted, fighting monsters and upgrading all the way, and slowly became a strong man.

On his side, as soon as he came out, he was attacked indiscriminately by the meteor shower, and he was almost cut off by the wind blade, what is this?

An hour later, Wang Yao slowly opened his eyes.

He clearly felt that the amount of Dou Qi this time had increased by about one-third compared to before, which was the so-called harvest.

"Brother, you are about to break through to the second-level warrior, you can go and run for the ten-captain and centurion!" Jiao Zuo, a veteran of a tent with Wang Yao, said with some envy.

Jiaozuo is a veteran who has been in the army for eight years, he cultivates the universal attributeless exercises, and he has not broken through the realm for eight years.

Originally, he had a chance to break through, but when he was on a mission again, he picked a spirit grass, and hesitantly gave up the temptation of strength, sold the spirit grass and sent the money back home.

Compared to people, sometimes it is very annoying.

Wang Yao's talent is obviously a few grades higher than him, and he lost at the starting line.

"Centurion, centurion?" Wang Yao smiled and shook his head.

Jiao Zuo said: "Hey, you kid, why are you so unmotivated? A regimental commander starts from a ten-division commander, your talent is so good, isn't it impossible to be a regimental commander?

"Are you returning home?" Wang Yao's mind couldn't help but think of his parents, and then Luo Lian.

Going home may not be enough to reach the position of Legion Commander, but it might be better to go back and see Lorien.

"Okay, then I'll listen to the veterans and take part in the assessment of the Centurion and the Centurion!"

......

The Centurion and Centurion of the border army will be assessed once a month, because the conflict here is basically constant, which means that the probability of death of the soldiers here is very high.

The nobles of Dongxuan want their heirs to enter the army, and they will generally let them enter the border troops, as long as the luck is not too bad, they are generally at the level of the commander of the army in a few years.

Because they themselves have good resources and strength, what they lack is just experience, and ink marks are a living example......

In the early morning of the next day, nearly 200 cauldrons were set up at the entrance of the barracks, and the thick porridge with white flowers was boiled in the pot.

Wang Yao, who had been hungry all night, slowly walked out of the tent, received a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and walked in the direction of the porridge tent.

At this time, there was already a long queue over there.

"This time the troops have suffered heavy losses, and it is estimated that the selection of the leadership team will be held in the next few days. ”

"It's not just a tragedy, the six legions are almost gone, the commanders are dead, if the empire wants to keep the number of the six legions, then it has to be re-selected!"

"Not only the Sixth Army Corps, but also the Third Army Corps suffered heavy losses, and those who were teleported over, those are the leading cadres of the reserve army, alas~"

"It doesn't matter to us what we choose, let's see!"

"That's not right what you said, it's okay for us to be a ten-captain, so we can get ten more gold coins!"

......

Every year, the orc attacks are in time three months later, when the grain is ripe, but I didn't expect it to be three months earlier this year. Coincidentally, it caught up with the evacuation of the border troops.

Originally, there were eight legions stationed in Dongxuan Fortress, but when the war broke out, only three legions were stationed there.

The orcs came too suddenly, and the follow-up support did not keep up, which led to today's situation.

As soon as he drank a sip of steaming white porridge, a powerful coercion instantly enveloped the entire camp, and the space above the camp broke a little, and a man in a golden python robe slowly walked out of the void.

"Dongxuan's Erlang Gate, the emperor ordered the re-establishment of the Sixth Army Corps and the Third Army Corps with heavy losses, two vacant corps commanders, ten division commanders, ten captains, thousand commanders, etc., if you are interested in further improving yourself, go to the Quartermaster Pavilion in the afternoon to sign up, and the selection will officially start tomorrow!"

At the end of the message, the one in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the people below began to cheer, another good opportunity to climb, and no one with a little strength and ambition would miss it.

Wang Yao hesitated for a moment and then walked towards Moji's tent.

As the commander of the division, he naturally would not have eaten with this group of ordinary soldiers.

"Young Master, is the Young Master here!"

"In, come in!"

Wang Yao walked into the tent of the ink marks.

"Is there something wrong?" Moji looked at Wang Yao.

"Young Master, I want to participate in the selection!" Wang Yao said.

"What, isn't it good to be with me?"

"It's not the young master, I ......"

Seeing Wang Yao's embarrassed appearance, Moji shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't be embarrassed, go if you want to, if you turn over in the future, don't forget to pull me." ”

"Thank you, young master!" Wang Yao said.

"Wang Yao, you participated in the selection this time, you should be in the original Sixth Army Corps, I am still on the side of our old army, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me, the old army will be stationed here for four years. ”

"Thank you, young master!"

Wang Yao left Moji's tent......

(To be continued)