Zhang Rong, He Yun, Ning Wushuang, Ning Dani, Ning Yunfei, Ning Haoran, Ning Haotian, and several generals who had been promoted because of their military merits sat down according to their identities and looked at Ning Yi, who was reporting the situation.

"There are a total of 1,230 people who have joined Jinhua because of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, including eleven congenital masters, 221 first-class masters, 300 second-rate masters, and the most third-rate masters, with 698 people. If all these people are organized into an army, it should not be a problem to sweep the entire territory of Zhejiang. ”

"The question is how to organize these freedom-advocate, undisciplined, and arrogant people into an army. Yun Tianwolf motioned for him to sit down, and asked the generals in front of him, "Do you have any good solutions?"

"It can only be assumed at the beginning that they can be unified into one army and named the Wulin Army. This army is directly under the jurisdiction of the Grand Governor, and it has nothing to do with our Tiger and Wolf Army. Otherwise, those of us who are not strong enough will not be able to control them, and they will not obey us. He Yun said.

"Chief, there are warriors who have escaped from the army. Liu Yunfei, the chief officer of the entourage, suddenly pushed the door and walked in, and said anxiously.

Yun Tianwolf's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Find out who escaped, find out your relatives and teachers, and put them all in prison." ”

"Wouldn't it be too much to do this if it doesn't hurt my family?" Ning Haoran said.

Yun Tian Wolf glanced at him emotionlessly, and said, "It's only to blame those people that I Jinhua is a good person, and I can only swallow it in my stomach when I suffer a loss." ”

"Let's deal with this matter like this, and we must deter the rest of the restless people in the shortest possible time. Outside the door, Ning Caichen's figure appeared and smiled at everyone.

"My lord. "Everyone stood up, including the Cloud Wolf. Zhang Rong asked in surprise, "When did you come back?"

"I've been back for a while. Ning Caichen walked into the room and waved his hand to let them sit down: "All matters in the martial arts hall are still decided by the wolf alone, Deacon Zhang Rong, you order a thousand tiger and wolf troops, and follow me to a place." ”

In the eyes of the inquiring people, Zhang Rong stood up with a surprised face: "Where are you going?"

Ning Caichen shook his head: "Go to a murderous place and help me get some things." ”

Seeing that he didn't mean to say much, Zhang Rong didn't want to ask more, so she waved her hand to her colleagues and followed him out.

"What do you need, you actually need a thousand tigers and wolves?" the two of them left one after the other, and the cloud wolf whispered softly.

"When I arrive at the ancient tomb, I will try my best to escort these thousand soldiers to the depths of the first and second floors to pick the elixir of longevity for me. You send these elixir illustrations down, and make sure that the sergeants are well acquainted with the recitation. After the 1,000 sergeants were assembled, Ning Caichen handed Zhang Rong the elixir introduction pattern that he had prepared before going to the martial arts hall.

Although this was not very clear, and it even sounded a little foggy, but the training of the army made Zhang Rong understand the importance of obeying orders, and after receiving the diagram, he sent someone to send it down, loudly conveying Ning Caichen's will.

Because he was worried that the elixir would be completely plundered if he went too late, after the army marched out of the barracks, Ning Caichen took them on a crazy march. Along the way, more than 1,000 people ran as hard as they could, rolling up bursts of yellow smoke.

Long-distance running is one of the most endurance tests, an ordinary person, running less than 10,000 meters will have all kinds of muscle soreness, mental exhaustion, at that time still want to continue to hold on, look at endurance.

Almost all of the 1,000 people selected by Zhang Rong have stepped into the martial arts and become third-rate realm martial artists, but in this kind of high-intensity long-distance running, they are also tortured. However, no matter how much dissatisfaction they had in their hearts, they did not dare to express it, for no other reason, it was really Zhang Rong, who was born as a bandit leader, to govern the army too strictly, and it was a serious crime to disturb the morale of the army.

"My lord, why are they not allowed to ride horses? Running at the forefront of thousands of people, Zhang Rong said to the young people around her.

"What do you think is the most important thing in an army?" Ning Caichen asked rhetorically.

"Is it combat effectiveness, is it discipline?"

Ning Caichen shook his head and said, "I think the most important thing in an army is the will, the will to never give up and overcome all difficulties. There was once an army that went through a 25,000-mile long march, experienced scorching heat and winter, and all kinds of hardships, and was hardened into an iron army that could not be defeated. Compared to them, this distance is nothing to a martial artist?"

Zhang Rong thought about everything, looked back at the army that was sweaty and tired, but no one was left behind, and they were all struggling to support it, and praised softly: "The lord is far-sighted. ”

Ning Caichen was noncommittal, and did not tell her another reason, Jinhua lacked horses, and he couldn't borrow horses from the cavalry camp that had been built up with great difficulty because of his own personal affairs. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and in the case of a lack of horses, this is the most helpless choice.

Galloping all the way, when the city in the distance appeared in front of everyone, and after Ning Caichen announced the order to rest when he entered the city, a thousand soldiers let out a thunderous cheer, and the speed of running was actually three points faster.

Seeing a well-equipped army rushing with cheers, the guards in front of the city gate rushed into the city as if they were facing a great enemy, and closed the city gate.

Coming to the city wall, looking at the rows of bows and crossbows in the sky, Ning Caichen said loudly: "Don't release the arrows, it's me, call Huo Ling'er out for me." ”

The guards in Phoenix knew him, especially Iron Food, who was dressed in bronze armor.

"Mr. Ning, what do you want to do with so many sergeants here?" After all, he was not very familiar with it, and Tie Yu was full of vigilance against the army below.

"I'm going to take them to the ancestral dragon tomb to pick elixirs, and now I'll rest in the city first. ”

Tie Yu was silent for a long time, and said, "I won't open the door unless you throw away the sword in your hand." ”

Ning Caichen frowned slightly, and waited for a moment: "What about Huo Ling'er, why didn't you come out?"

In the face of his inquiry, Tie Yu's face suddenly darkened, and he said stiffly: "The young master is not in the city now. ”

"Where have you been?" Ning Caichen's heart jumped suddenly, and he actually had a very bad premonition.

Tie Yu was silent for a while, and looked down: "You come up and talk about it, in the past few days since you left, a very disastrous thing has happened." ”

Ning Caichen's face became serious and serious, his heart seemed to be pinched, and he said to Zhang Rong beside him: "Garrison the army outside the city, I'll go into the city to have a look." ”