An army of more than 50 people marched rapidly through the lost jungle, footprints a few inches deep on the wet mud floor.

Wiping the rain on his face, Qin Mofei looked up at the trees that covered the sky, estimating the distance from his destination, the surrounding environment was extremely quiet, with a fresh breath after the rain, he looked around again, a trace of relaxation flashed in his eyes, and he thought that he had finally completed most of the journey.

Before leading this team, he had made a lot of preparations in advance, although he was born in the aristocratic class of Dongcheng, but his years of service experience also gave him a different temperament from ordinary dignitaries, as well as that kind of calm and calm mind.

A month ago, after receiving the task of the Third Army, he led the reconnaissance team to roam the middle and outer parts of the jungle, on the one hand, to investigate the movements of the army in Soul Hook City, and on the other hand, to secretly investigate the special leylines hidden in various places.

After a dozen fierce encounters, this unit, which had made a lot of contributions, suffered serious losses, so it recruited new soldiers from several temporary strongholds, and finally barely survived several crises of total annihilation.

Thinking of those recruits, Qin Mofei frowned again, although the quality is generally okay, whether it is a bow cultivator or a sword cultivator, the average strength is above the quadruple, but this is just the strength of a cultivator, if it is based on the standard of army soldiers, it may be able to be called elite, but it is by no means the top.

This point, perhaps for many captain-level people, there should be nothing to complain about, but Qin Mofei's ambition is not only that, the reason why he is willing to fight in the jungle is all to accumulate military merits and improve his status.

It is his lifelong wish to lead a team of top soldiers, rush into the battlefield, and make a name for himself that is enough to impress his family.

With a deep groan in his heart, Qin Mofei looked around at his subordinates, looking at those young and energetic faces, looking at those bodies that faintly exuded amazing potential, his slightly frowning brows relaxed a little, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

The so-called jade is not a weapon, but not everyone is a beautiful jade, at least his subordinates still have the potential to be promoted.

On the battlefield, it is the easiest place to cultivate cohesion, and according to convention, unless there is a temporary order, these soldiers will continue to follow him, as long as they are trained and cultivated, maybe in the future, they will help him become the cornerstone of becoming a general.

Suddenly, Yang Tuo, a veteran beside him, shouted: "Be on guard!"

The voice interrupted Qin Mofei's thinking about the future, and when the voice just fell, all the soldiers, including Ye Wen, were ready to fight, their muscles were tense, and their Dao power slowly worked.

Qin Mofei's eyes narrowed slightly, then he laughed again, raised his right hand and made a gesture, signaling to his comrades in the rear not to worry, and at the same time said: "Brothers, it is our own people who will respond, it seems that we have completed the task-"

There was a sudden silence in the team, and everyone's movements, at this moment, seemed to be completely frozen, and then a burst of heartfelt cheers erupted, like a boiling ocean.

Slowly putting down his hand, Ye Wen's mind relaxed at this moment, and then slowly raised his head and looked at the response team rushing from a distance.

The fallen leaves in the jungle were swept away by the strong wind, and dozens of cavalrymen wearing heavy armor and riding red tigers appeared in the field of vision with a slight sound of tiger paws grasping the ground.

"Ah! it's a unit of the Red Tiger Guard!"

When Ye Wen was thinking about the identity of the other party, the thin man beside him exclaimed violently, and immediately gave a prepared answer, and then stared at this army with envious and jealous eyes, to be precise, it was the armor on the Red Tiger Guard soldiers, and that look seemed to want to strip the other party of light. "Tsk! It's really enviable, jealous and hateful, these people can actually wear the Red Tiger Armor, which is refined from thirty-seven runes, and inlaid with fire-based forbidden talismans, why don't our reconnaissance troops have this kind of treatment!"

The thin man with a jealous look on his face, after rubbing his hands, spat to the side hatefully, and muttered indignantly.

I only heard another person, and said sourly: "Lao Zhang, don't drool, you can't envy this, and you can't ask for it, these people are General Huo's direct cronies, where can we compare with these miscellaneous troops?"

Listening to the various sour words of his teammates around him, Ye Wen couldn't help but laugh dumbly, why didn't he realize that these elite soldiers, who were calm as usual even in battle, would attach so much importance to these things outside their bodies.

However, it is no wonder that even an officer from an aristocratic background like Qin Mofei couldn't help but have a little heat in his eyes when he saw those shining red armors, these military-style armors were not only prohibited from circulation by the people, even in the private armies of the major families in Dongcheng District, it was difficult to find a similar style.

The secret recipe for refining the Red Tiger Armor was in the hands of the upper echelons of the army, and without the tacit consent of general-level figures, even the wayward teachers in the academy would not dare to study it at will.

In this world, there are always many things that have money, knowledge, and can't be capricious, such as the deterrent power of facing the power of the army.

Ye Wen raised his eyes to look at the Red Tiger Guards who were approaching in an instant, the Dao power in his eyes was slightly condensed, and then he was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

These red-armored cavalrymen have subtle arrow wound marks on their bodies, if they fall in the eyes of ordinary people, they will probably think that these red armors are of poor quality, but in the eyes of Ye Wen, who has the identity of a talisman refiner, it is obviously the glory of the crystallization of wisdom.

The fluctuations of Dao power emitted by those sword and arrow traces, although they were weak, they did not disperse for a long time, which showed what a terrifying cultivation it came from. And being able to block all these terrifying attacks, and leaving only a few insignificant traces, the bright red armor is as bright as new, showing the expensive value that is hard to find.

At a distance of five or six zhang from the reconnaissance troops, the young knight at the front, dressed in a red coat and holding a red spear, patted the red tiger under his crotch and jumped off the tiger's back quickly.

"Sima Cheng, the captain of the fourth detachment of the Red Tiger Guard, came to meet in the name of the capital!"

The young knight stepped forward, with a solemn face and a military salute, the capital of the Red Tiger Guard is also a well-known existence, second only to the fire general in terms of prestige, with extremely strict military management methods, and a strong and unparalleled military style, for decades led the Red Guards across the jungle, many times defeated the strong enemy with bad intentions.

Immediately replied with a military salute, Qin Mofei, who did not dare to slack off in the slightest, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this Sima Cheng, who exuded an aura that could not be underestimated, obviously a strong man who was no less than himself, and a standard military style, and was secretly vigilant in his heart.

In the military system of Chiba City, military merit is the first priority, and there are not many military ranks that can be promoted in the system, so it has caused fierce competition within the army, and the elite soldiers of the major factions will even sometimes fight to the death for military merit.

In the face of this kind of elite who faintly threatens his future, although Qin Mofei is not a villain who is jealous of the virtuous and talented, he also subconsciously has a competitive mentality, of course, all these psychological activities are instantly hidden in the depths of his eyes, and he still puts on a gentle look on the surface.

"The Rausma brothers are leading the way!"