Murong Qing was stunned, and then said with some concern: "Then you are miserable, the Demon Sword Camp has the smallest number of people, the weakest power, and a leader with the worst character, it will be very difficult in the future!"

Qi An didn't think there was much of a problem, and waved his hand and said, "It's okay, if he Xiahou Yan dares to bully me, I will definitely make him look good." ”

Murong Qing was shocked, and hurriedly persuaded: "Don't be reckless and impulsive! Xiahou Yin's strength is the top in the entire reserve camp, coupled with his crazy character, if you annoy him, it will kill you! You listen to my advice, don't conflict with Xiahou Yin, don't even conflict with anyone, in our camp, you and I are at the bottom of the strength, if you fight with others, you will still suffer the loss." ”

In order not to worry Murong Qing, Qi An nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try to endure it, and I won't ask for trouble." ”

Murong Qing listened to his promise, so he put his mind at ease, and then the two chatted for a while before waving goodbye.

Qi An returned to his house, closed the stone door, took off his iron armor, sat down cross-legged on the stone bed, and began to practice.

I don't know how long it took, Qi An was suddenly awakened by the sound coming from the stone door, and someone was knocking on the door outside.

Qi An opened the door and went out, it was late at night, and he saw a group of ironclad soldiers standing at the door with torches in their hands, the leader of which was a cold-faced young man with an expressionless face, and he said to Qi An: "Newcomer Qi An, you will be under my control in the future, I am Zheng Xu, the captain of the tenth squad." ”

The cold-faced young man Zheng Xu glanced at the civilian clothes on Qi An's body, and then said, "Now, immediately put on your armor and follow me on patrol." ”

Qi An answered, went back to the house and put on the iron armor, and followed the team forward.

After talking with Kui Hong and Murong Qing, Qi An learned that in addition to self-cultivation, the members of the reserve camp usually only do two things, stand guard and patrol.

A sentry is to stand guard at the gate of the reserve camp, which is equivalent to a janitor, and a patrol is to walk around the camp or around the camp to see if outsiders have infiltrated it, and at the same time to check whether anyone has violated military discipline, which is equivalent to a security force.

The Shendaowei Reserve Battalion does not belong to the regular army, and the management is not so rigorous, the battalion commander Zhou Yinglong is the master of major matters, and the leaders of the four camps decide on small matters, and the entire reserve camp has more than 300 people, which is divided into 30 teams, each team has at least 10 people, and the strongest one is selected to serve as the team leader.

The duty tasks of the camp are only two kinds of sentry and patrol, because this is the Sword King City, there are almost no outsiders to enter, so the reserve camp is not strictly guarded, only one team needs to stand guard every day, and one team patrols is enough.

A month is exactly thirty days, and the thirty squads will stand guard for one day and patrol for one day every month, and the remaining twenty-eight days will be self-cultivation, which can be regarded as fair.

A squad is usually composed of sergeants from the same camp, such as Qi An's tenth squad, all of which are [Demon Sword] cultivators, all of them have cold faces, strange tempers, and don't talk to others at all.

Most of the cultivators of the [Magic Knife] were relatively difficult to get along with, and they were disliked by the other three camps, so the Magic Knife camp was a little squeezed out in the station.

Qi An was also unlucky, but chose the [Magic Knife], not only set up a grumpy and selfish leader, but also entered a team of yin and yang weirdness.

Qi An can't help it, only to admit it, who can think of it in advance?

Patrol is to walk around, not limited to the camp, around the camp should also be taken into account, but the camp itself does not occupy a large area, an hour can go around several circles, the whole camp is only more than 300 people, the vast majority of them stay in the stone house to retreat and practice, a few on the school field to practice fists and feet weapons, patrol a day, there are not a few people, very monotonous and boring.

When the time came, the patrol was over, and it was time to go to the sentry, Zheng Xu led the team to the camp gate, replacing the ninth squad that was originally on duty, and then the twelve sergeants were divided into two columns, standing six on each side, and the sentry began.

The reserve camp of the Divine Sword Guard is in the corner of the Sword King City, remote, inaccessible, there are almost no visitors, and few people enter and exit, so it is even more boring to stand guard, it is better to patrol, Qi An finally ended the day's sentry in the boredom.

Back at the stone house, Qi An slept for two hours to recover his mental fatigue and then began to cultivate.

How do you know that a few days later, someone came to knock on the door and woke Qi An up from his cultivation.

When I opened the door, I saw another small group of neat sergeants, led by a short and fat man with a red birthmark on his face, who said to Qi An very unceremoniously: "Newcomer, I am Yan Hong, the captain of the fifteenth squad, you hurry up and follow me now." ”

Qi An was stunned when he heard this: "Where are you going?"

Yan Hong sneered: "Where did you go, of course you went on patrol!"

Qi An frowned and asked, "I'm a member of the tenth squad, I only went on patrol a few days ago, and I stood at the sentry for a day, why do I have to patrol again?"

Yan Hong was both displeased and impatient, and urged loudly: "If you are told to leave, what nonsense!"

Qi An's face turned straight, and he said: "There is a rule in the army, each person patrols for one day a month, stands guard for one day, and the remaining twenty-eight days are arranged by themselves, I have already been on duty this month, why should I listen to your command?"

Yan Hong was a little surprised, he didn't expect this newcomer to be so stubborn, and he had the courage to disobey himself, if he hadn't already known that this person was a new monk who had just come out of the Qianqing Academy, I am afraid that he would have mistakenly thought that it was a hard idea at the peak of condensation.

Yan Hong was confronted by Qi An on the spot, his face was a little unsightly, he glanced at a sergeant behind him, and ordered: "Du Kui, you go and teach him the rules and let him know the fate of disobeying military orders." ”

Among the sergeants under his command, Du Kui's strength is relatively weak, only in the late stage of condensation, but if it is used to teach Qi An a lesson, Yan Hong thinks that it is more than enough, after all, he still thinks that Qi An is only in the early stage of condensation.

The sergeant named Du Kui was obviously a dogleg, eager to behave well in front of the captain, after getting Yan Hong's instructions, he stepped forward with a cruel smile, clasped his hands together, pinched his finger bones to crackle, and shouted: "Boy, you don't even pay attention to Captain Yan, watch Du teach you how to behave!"

Qi An's face sank, and he squinted at Du Kui: "Do you want to do it?"

"Military law? Here, whoever is strong is military law!" Du Kui laughed loudly with disdain, "It is not forbidden to fight with hands in the army, as long as you don't kill people, there will be no punishment, so you either kneel down and kowtow yourself to admit your mistakes, or let Du Mou beat you down and force you to admit your mistakes!"

Qi An shook his head slightly, and said softly as if talking to himself: "Won't there be punishment for the undead?

Du Kui didn't hear what he was talking about, and thought that the other party was timid, so he smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you scared? Do you kneel down by yourself, or let Du Mou shoot you down?"

Qi An grinned: "I don't choose either, I decide, beat you down!"

As if he had heard a big joke, Du Kui pointed his finger at Qi An and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha...... It's been a long time since I've seen such an arrogant kid like you, and when your master beats out the in your intestines, I'll see if you're still crazy!"

Qi An unceremoniously sneered: "You talk so much nonsense, aren't your mouths tired?"

Du Kui put away his laughter, quickly stepped forward a few steps, raised his fist and blasted towards Qi An, the fist was surging and violent, blowing a strong wind, blowing Qi An's clothes and hair fluttering.

Qi An didn't say a word, and raised his hand to see who had a harder fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and one person flew upside down, and of course it was not Qi An who flew out, but the taller Du Kui, accompanied by a terrible scream.

No one expected that just a preliminary confrontation, Du Kui would be defeated, and his whole body flew over several stone houses like a kite with a broken string, and he didn't know where he fell from afar, leaving only a series of blood mist spurting out of his mouth in the air.

As Qi An said, Du Kui was beaten down, and I don't know if he was killed or not, and Qi An just threw a punch very casually, far less than the momentum when Du Kui punched, but it was Du Kui who was knocked away, and Qi An was like a nobody, the cloud was light and light, and his eyelids didn't blink.

Yan Hong's face was even more ugly, but before he could speak, a strong man who was even more burly than Du Kui stood up, he was Du Kui's elder brother Du Fang, and his cultivation at the peak of Qi condensation was much more powerful than Du Kui.

Du Fang pulled out the war knife at his waist, pointed at Qi An, and shouted angrily: "Boy, I will cut off one of your hands to let you know the consequences of injuring my brother." ”

Qi An didn't bother to look at Du Fang, didn't raise his head, and responded lightly: "If you are not afraid of death, just let the horse come." ”

Du Fang burst into a shout, and the war knife in his hand suddenly bloomed with a strong sword aura, slashing towards Qi An with endless might.

This knife, concise, refined, domineering, and rough, is exactly the mastery of the Sword King's Mansion, [Ba Dao].

This fifteenth squad should not be the magic knife squad, but the overlord sword squad.

Qi An didn't bother to care if it was a magic knife or a tyrant knife, and if he dared to bully himself, he would let it become a broken knife or a rotten knife.

Qi An flew up, it was also an understatement punch, and the dazzling sword qi of the match slashed at Qi An's fist, but the powerful and domineering knife qi was shattered by Qi An's punch, and it exploded like a substance, like sand and gravel splashing everywhere.

"Look at the knife!" Du Fang let out a burst of shouts again, jumped into the air, condescendingly, and slashed again.

This knife was more powerful and domineering than the previous one, as if it was about to split the dark night sky into two.

Qi An exerted force under his feet, along the ankle to the knee, and then to the waist and hip, and then passed through the shoulder, elbow, and wrist in turn, and the terrifying strength was revealed from the fist, diagonally upward, and met Du Fang's swinging knife and slashing.