Chapter 60: A War Breaks Out (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe to Monthly Tickets)

Chu Ning did not expect that Zhao Qin would appear in the military camp, and in the Blood and Fire Camp.

At first he wanted to lower his head and walk away, thinking that Zhao Qin might not recognize him.

But Zhao Qin's reaction clearly showed that he recognized him.

Even though they just passed each other and left, Zhao Qin felt that he had recognized the wrong person, but Captain Zhao was right next to him, what if he aroused the other party's suspicion?

A quick search would reveal that Ji Yang and Zhao Qin were classmates in Daning County.

There is no reason not to say hello when classmates meet.

"A few years have passed in a flash. I never thought I would meet you, Zhao Qin."

Zhao Qin looked at the excited face in front of him, which was not very similar to someone else, and his expression was a little strange.

He was born with a very deep memory for people's faces, so even though Chu Ning's face had changed a lot, he still recognized it.

So, Chu Ning stole Ji Yang's identity?

"I didn't expect to see you here, Ji Yang. You were the only one among our group of students who chose to go to the camp military, and there's been no news since then."

Zhao Qin followed Chu Ning's words and even took the initiative to go forward and hug Chu Ning.

This scene made a man and two women nearby look at Chu Ning with curiosity.

Zhao Qin is well-known for being cold and aloof, always looking stern to everyone, but I didn't expect that he has such a proactive side.

So, Zhao Qin is not indifferent, but they are not worthy of Zhao Qin's enthusiasm?

When Zhao Heng saw this scene, his mind also changed.

These four were sent to the military camp from the Beijing Academy. Those who could enter the Beijing Academy were all key training targets of the court, and coming to the military camp was just a transition. Even though his strength as a captain was above these people, he did not dare to put on airs in front of them.

When these four people came to visit the Blood and Fire Camp, he would accompany them personally.

It seems that Ji Yang and Zhao Qin have a good relationship, so I have to be more cautious in using Ji Yang.

"I almost forgot."

Chu Ning and Zhao Qin hugged each other, and then he seemed to remember something and said respectfully to Zhao Heng: "Captain, I have broken through to the Martial Master level."

"Breakthrough to Martial Master?" Zhao Heng was thinking about something, and subconsciously said: "Well, it took only two months to break through to Martial Master, which is not bad."

The corner of Zhao Qin's mouth twitched. Chu Ning has just broken through to the martial arts master level? What the hell?

If this gets out, the one who will be most embarrassed will not be Chu Ning but Wushuang Sect.

Obviously, Chu Ning was hiding his strength.

"Ahem, Captain Zhao, senior brothers and sisters, it's rare to meet friends from my hometown here, so I won't continue to wander around."

Zhao Qin spoke, and his meaning was very clear; he wanted to reminisce with his former classmates.

"After you finish chatting, just go back to the camp."

"Mr. Zhao, please do as you please."

The former was said by the man next to Zhao Qin, and the latter was said by Zhao Heng.

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The house where Chu Ning lives.

Zhao Qin and Chu Ning sat on the stools and looked at each other.

"Do you want to speak first or should I?" Chu Ning asked with a smile.

"Let me start by saying that before you were wanted by Wushuangmen, Jin Le met me once, but he didn't tell me anything. I could tell from his expression that something big must have happened, and within two days I heard about your deeds."

"Although I don't know the details of what happened, I consider you a friend, and I know you're not the type to take the initiative to cause trouble. At the time, there was a teacher in the academy who was very optimistic about me. I asked him to intercede for me, but the teacher said that I was ignorant of the world and the power of the Wushuang Sect. Even if the Wushuang Sect started it first, the world is judged by strength, not by reason."

There was a look of self-mockery on Zhao Qin's face. It was only then that he realized that he, the so-called martial arts genius, was nothing in the eyes of those big sects.

I also understand that the weak have no say.

Being weak is a sin.

So he chose to go to the capital and entered Kyoto Academy. Now, according to the academy's rules for training students, he will stay in the military camp for half a year to experience a real life-and-death battle.

"Weakness is indeed a sin."

Chu Ning smiled bitterly, and then said: "My experience is very simple. I fled for more than half a year, and then I hid in the military camp under Ji Yang's identity. The Wushuang Sect can't get in here."

Zhao Qin frowned: "Hiding in the military camp is indeed a good choice, but why is it in the Blood Fire Camp?"

The next moment, Zhao Qin suddenly became excited: "Chu Ning, you didn't really practice the "Burning Blood Skill"?"

When he and three other students arrived at the military camp, they heard from a senior who also graduated from the academy about the martial arts practiced by the people in the Blood and Fire Camp. They were curious and decided to come to the Blood and Fire Camp to take a look.

"The Blood Burning Technique is only effective for warriors. If you burn more than ten years of your life to enter the realm of a martial artist, then you will burn too much life. Even if you really break through, your vitality will decline, and your Qi and blood will slowly decline."

Wu is afraid of the young and strong.

Unless one can break through to the Grandmaster level, his Qi and blood will slowly decline with aging. Even if one burns his lifespan to reach the level of a military general, he will still be the weakest military general. Moreover, as his Qi and blood continue to decline, he will eventually not even be able to defeat a martial artist.

"Listen to me, don't practice the Burning Blood Technique. With your current appearance, even if I were Jin Le, they wouldn't necessarily be able to recognize you at first sight. Just stay in the military camp for a few years and slowly accumulate military merits in exchange for elixirs. With your talent, you will be able to break through to the Grandmaster level sooner or later."

“No matter how much hatred you have for Wushuang Sect, it will be useless even if you exhaust your lifespan to reach the level of a military commander. It is said that Wushuang Sect alone has ten Grandmasters and hundreds of military commanders.”

Seeing Zhao Qin trying to persuade him anxiously, Chu Ning felt warm in his heart. It is said that the friends you make when you are young are true friends. In fact, he and Zhao Qin did not have much contact, but Zhao Qin really regarded him as a friend.

But he couldn't tell Zhao Qin that he had a lifespan of ten thousand years, so he could only say: "I don't know how to practice the Blood Burning Technique. I have already broken through to the level of a martial artist. I just need to pretend."

"That's true, but you hid it very well. If I didn't know your background, I would really think you were someone who had just broken through to the martial arts master level not long ago."

Zhao Qin nodded, but then frowned again: "It's still not right. The soldiers in the Blood Fire Camp are cannon fodder. They are always deployed at the front line. If there is a dangerous mission, you will be sent."

"Let's take it one step at a time. Once you enter the Blood Fire Camp, you can't leave within five years. Even if I want to leave, there's nothing I can do."

Chu Ning comforted Zhao Qin instead: "I have concealed my strength, and I have the possibility of completing the tasks assigned to me as cannon fodder. My chances of survival are still great."

Cannon fodder are also human beings.

It was impossible to send the people from the Blood and Fire Camp to complete a completely impossible task, so Chu Ning was not worried about his own safety.

"Well, try to hide your strength as much as possible. I'll see if I can get you out of the Blood and Fire Camp when I get a chance."

"Just do what you can. My current situation is no worse than when I was being hunted by the Wushuang Sect."

Chu Ning did not refuse Zhao Qin's kindness. There was nothing in his house to entertain guests. After the two chatted for a while, Chu Ning saw Zhao Qin off.

Just as Zhao Qin left, the three heroes of Canglang arrived.

"I saw you went out today. Did you become a martial artist?"

"Um."

"Since you've made a breakthrough, come with us to collect the money."

"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of giving half of my money to others."

Chu Ning refused bluntly. If he had not met Zhao Qin before, he would have given him the hundred taels, but now it was different.

He had a promising classmate like Zhao Qin, so it would be fake if he still acted cowardly and tolerant.

"Oh, he thinks he has the confidence to break through to become a martial artist. Second brother, teach him a lesson!"

"Okay, big brother!"

The man on the left responded, and the next moment he punched Chu Ning with his right hand, his fist breaking through the wind at an extremely fast speed.

Unfortunately, this speed is nothing in Chu Ning's eyes.

He raised his right hand and grabbed the opponent's fist. Without letting go, he gradually exerted force, and the man's face gradually turned red.

"If you have the skills, come at me together!"

The other two of the Three Wolf Warriors did not hesitate when they saw their companions being humiliated, not to mention the shamelessness of using numbers to defeat numbers. There was no such rule in the Blood and Fire Camp.

Bang, bang, bang! Chu Ning took two punches from the other party and staggered a few times before the three Canglang heroes fell to the ground and wailed.

"Don't show up in front of me anymore, or I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Ignoring the three men, Chu Ning walked straight towards the bank in the camp.

The Blood and Fire Camp's business model is completely a money-spending den. The man at the bank counter was a little surprised to see Chu Ning coming alone to collect the money, and several other people in the bank also looked over.

It was a common practice for newcomers to the Blood and Fire Camp to have half of their silver taken away from them.

There is only one possibility for the newcomer to come alone to collect the money: the old man who blackmailed the newcomer never beat him.

Chu Ning took the money and was about to leave when a voice came from behind him: "Brother, please wait a moment."

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, you're new here. Come on, you've been holding it in for a few months, right? I'll treat you to some fun."

A bearded man came out enthusiastically and put his hand on Chu Ning's shoulder, but Chu Ning dodged him.

The man was not embarrassed when his palm missed the target. He pointed in a direction towards Chu Ning with his eyes.

"No, I have my own money. According to the rules of the underworld, friends can pay for drinks, but I have to pay for this myself."

The man looked at Chu Ning's back as he walked away, feeling a little confused. When did such a rule appear in the martial arts world?

"Hey, there's a new face here today. This must be the new guy."

As soon as Chu Ning entered, he was greeted by the scent of powder and several scantily clad women.

"Who among you has the best craftsmanship?"

"Crafts?" Several women were stunned. Is there anyone who wants to see crafts here? Half an hour later, Chu Ning walked out of the room refreshed. Inside, a pretty woman kept rubbing her sore wrist with a look of resentment on her face.

Who would understand? Who would come here to have someone rub their back for half an hour?

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Seven days later, Chu Ning received the first assembly notice from the captain, who assigned them tasks.

Several small groups of troops from the Routu country invaded the border to loot, and the people from the Blood and Fire Camp went to intercept and kill them.

The entire team was divided into fifteen teams, each with seven people. Chu Ning found his teammates according to the teams, all of whom were ninth-grade martial artists.

However, compared to the worried faces of some people in other teams, the members of his team seemed to be very calm.

"As usual, if you kill a Routu soldier, you will get one tael of silver for each head of an ordinary soldier, twenty taels for each head of a ninth-grade martial artist, one hundred taels for each head of an eighth-grade martial artist, and five hundred taels for each head of a seventh-grade martial artist."

This is the Blood and Fire Camp's unique reward mechanism. Once you enter the Blood and Fire Camp, you can no longer expect to achieve anything. If you want them to be motivated, you can only rely on money. Only with money can they live a life of luxury in the camp.

After Zhao Heng gave the order, the people from the Blood and Fire Camp began to set out in teams. However, in front of the camp gate, Tan Zheng, who had led Chu Ning in, was holding a medicine bottle in his hand. Everyone who walked out had to swallow a pill, and could only be allowed to pass after being checked by Tan Zheng.

Chu Ning knew that this should be some kind of poison used to prevent them from escaping.

Chu Ning took the pill from Tan Zheng's hand and swallowed it, then followed the team to the assigned destination.

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After walking halfway, Chu Ning finally understood why the team members looked so relaxed. This time they were sent to Sanlian Town, which was close to the inner area. The guerrillas from the Routu Kingdom who came out to plunder generally would not come here.

The most likely possibility is that we will wait there for two or three days and return empty-handed.

When Chu Ning and his party arrived at Sanlian Town on war horses, there was already a team of twenty people in the town, but they were all warriors, without a single martial artist.

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These people looked at Chu Ning with envy, just as Ji Yang had described when he wrote the first letter to Chu Ning about the Blood and Fire Camp.

Soldiers who don't know the inside story of the Blood and Fire Camp are extremely envious of being able to join the Camp, and many soldiers even set joining the Camp as their goal.

This is why people outside the wall want to come in, and people inside the wall want to get out.

However, the Blood and Fire Camp has regulations that they are not allowed to communicate too much with ordinary soldiers, let alone reveal any secrets about the Blood and Fire Camp.

For three days, everything was very peaceful and no Routu soldiers appeared.

"Ji Yang, you've worked hard on the night patrol for the past three days. We're lucky we didn't encounter any Routu soldiers this time. Let's go back."

The man who had been in the team the longest spoke with a smile, but Chu Ning smiled slightly and did not respond.

Is it really good luck? Time goes back to the second night. Chu Ning, who was in charge of night watch, heard the sound of horse hooves approaching this side, so he secretly hid his body and went in the direction of the horse hooves.

It was finally discovered that it was a small group of Routu soldiers, with only twelve people in total.

But the lowest level of these twelve people are martial artists, and the two leaders are eighth-grade martial artists.

There was no other choice, Chu Ning quickly took care of these twelve people, and then used his hidden energy to dig a hole with his bare hands and bury the team.

The strength of the Routu army is not something that the town’s guards can deal with. If he lets this Routu team into the town, he will have to expose some of his strength.

Unfortunately, I cannot receive the reward.

He could only smile slightly and hide his achievements and fame.

Return to the Blood and Fire Camp and continue your peaceful practice, occasionally getting a back rub.

Five days later, Chu Ning went on another mission and still chose to be on night patrol.

The area we were sent to this time was neither too inner nor too outer, and this time we really did not encounter any Routu soldiers.

After that, he would go out on a mission every four or five days. In addition to intercepting small groups of Routu soldiers, he also participated in a front-line battle and killed two ninth-grade martial artists of Routu.

Before he knew it, Chu Ning had a nickname in the Blood and Fire Camp.

The blessed ones.

A lucky person blessed by God.

On average, people in the Blood and Fire Camp would die after completing about five missions. But for someone like Chu Ning to have completed six consecutive missions and only encountered a Routu soldier once was simply a miracle.

This also means that every time tasks are assigned, many people want to be assigned to the same team with Chu Ning.

Although this also means no military merit, to the people of the Blood and Fire Camp, military merit means nothing. Their goal is to survive for five years.

Every time Chu Ning saw his teammates thanking God for blessing him, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

There is no such thing as a peaceful life. He is just moving forward with a heavy burden in secret.

Chu Ning began to doubt whether he had the physique of a protagonist, as he had encountered the strongest ones.

I learned from other surviving teams that most of them encountered teams of ninth-grade martial artists, a small number encountered eighth-grade martial artists, and I encountered a team of seventh-grade martial artists.

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The grassland far away from Yanzhou.

The main tent of the Routu military camp.

"Six seventh-grade martial artists, forty eighth-grade martial artists, and seventy ninth-grade martial artists were killed. Can anyone tell me what is going on?"

General Routu was furious. In the past, every time he sent a small group of elite troops into Yanzhou, they would kill many people and rob a lot of food. Although there would be losses, they would not be that many. This time, most of the troops he sent out were lost in the territory of Liang Dynasty. How could he not be angry?

"Could it be that Yanzhou has sent out a strong general?"

"According to the spy's report, there have been no unusual movements at the level of Yanzhou's lieutenant commander."

"That's strange. Could it be that the Liang Dynasty royal family sent another powerful general?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the tent became solemn. The general slapped the table with his palm, and it broke into pieces.

"Since the Liang Dynasty dares to disregard the rules, pass on my order, prepare the army, and attack Yanzhou in seven days!"

A silent understanding had always been maintained between the Routu army and the Yanzhou defenders, and both sides avoided large-scale warfare.

Last year, the army was dispatched to attack the city because Routu Kingdom encountered extremely cold weather and food was running out.

Apart from this extreme case, Routu mostly sent small teams to sneak into the border to rob food and property, and the Yanzhou defenders would not send strong generals to intercept and kill them.

If Routu's small group of troops fails to grab anything, a major war will break out.

At present, this form is the best. It provides a place for those who want military merit to get it. As for the civilians who were looted and the soldiers who were killed, they are not taken into consideration by these people.

In their view, if this kind of implicit tacit understanding is not maintained, more people will die in a real battle between large armies.

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"Five seventh-grade martial artists, twenty eighth-grade martial artists, and fifty-nine ninth-grade martial artists. What a pity! If their battle records were exposed, they could at least be promoted to captains with these military exploits. But does Routu have any conspiracy? The teams led by seventh-grade martial artists that I encountered didn't look like they were going to rob. They looked more like they were going to sneak into Yanzhou to do other things."

In the brothel of the Blood and Fire Camp, Chu Ning was enjoying a massage from a woman while muttering in his heart that these heads were not only worth a lot of money, but also represented military merits. However, in order not to reveal his strength, he could only kill them secretly and bury them with tears in his eyes.

Whoosh! Chu Ning suddenly reached out and grabbed the delicate hand that was touching other parts of his body.

What do you mean? I don't want to apply for extra time.

"Ji... Lord Ji, they say that no one in the Blood Fire Camp has ever survived ten missions. You have already completed nine missions. I... I can leave you a successor for free."

The corner of Chu Ning's mouth twitched. It would be fine if you were planning to take my body, but you actually want to take my seeds.

The Blood and Fire Camp Brothel does provide this service.

For one hundred taels, the girl can get pregnant and be sent back to her hometown after giving birth. This is also the path that many people in the Blood and Fire Camp would choose.

Knowing that they will die sooner or later if they cannot get out, they will choose to leave offspring in this way.

"No."

After seven days, even the atmosphere in the most undisciplined Blood and Fire Camp began to become somewhat serious.

The Routu army is approaching.

Every time the Routu army approaches, it is a disaster for the Blood and Fire Camp, and their men will be deployed to the front line.

"Damn Routu people, it's only been less than a year, why are they sending a large army again?"

"It used to happen only every two or three years. This is crazy!"

Chu Ning sneezed several times that day.

That afternoon, Chu Ning took poison and was sent out of the Blood and Fire Camp. When he arrived at the destination and saw Zhao Qin with a smile on his face, he realized what was going on.

Zhao Qin used his connections to get himself transferred out.

Of course, Zhao Qin couldn't leave the Blood and Fire Camp yet. He could only leave the Blood and Fire Camp for a short period of time and wouldn't be sent to the front line.

"Chu Ning, you may not know that a few days ago, I killed an eighth-grade martial artist and four ninth-grade martial artists."

Zhao Qin showed off his military exploits to Chu Ning, and Chu Ning said faintly, "Do you think I can't do it?"

Well……

Zhao Qin was stunned. He forgot that this guy was able to escape from the Wushuang Sect. Killing an eighth-grade martial artist was nothing.

"Just pretend I didn't say anything."

As the Routu army was approaching, the entire Yanzhou garrison was mobilized, and a total of three fronts were set up. Zhao Qin and several students from the Kyoto Academy were arranged to the second front, responsible for guarding the pass through which food and grass had to be transported. In a large-scale battle like this, as long as the first front was not breached, Zhao Qin and his men would be very safe.

The situation was just as Chu Ning had expected. On the first front, the two armies fought fiercely for five days, with countless casualties, but Routu still failed to break through the first front.

On this day, Chu Ning was patrolling as usual when a woman came towards him.

"Lord Qi." Chu Ning hurriedly stopped saluting.

The girl also graduated from school, but when she joined the army she became a centurion, although it was just a nominal position.

"After this battle, do not contact Junior Brother Zhao Qin again."

Qi Xue spoke coldly to Chu Ning, and seeing Chu Ning's puzzled expression, she said, "According to the latest battle situation on the front line, all the soldiers in your Blood Fire Camp were killed in the battle, but you survived because of Junior Brother Zhao, and you don't have to go to the front line. But do you know what price Junior Brother Zhao paid to transfer you out of the Blood Fire Camp?"

"He used all the military merits he gained from killing two eighth-grade martial artists and four ninth-grade martial artists on you."

Chu Ning was stunned. Zhao Qin had never told him this.

But he believed that what the woman said was true. With Zhao Qin's personality, there were many things he would not tell others about.

“This guy…”

Chu Ning muttered something and was about to speak when a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from the left front, followed by fireworks rising into the sky.

"not good!"

Qi Xue's face changed. The whistle meant an enemy attack, and the fireworks meant that there were at least a hundred enemies.

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