Chapter 243

The training content was very extensive and complicated, in addition to the weights Cheng Hui had previously touched upon...

Early the next morning, an instructor took them for training.

The training content was extensive and complicated. In addition to some weight-bearing and coordination training that Cheng Hui had previously involved, they were also exposed to a completely new content - mechanism control.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that they can control it. These people don't actually have much chance to come into contact with those giant engineering machines. It's just that this is a skill that everyone who wants to enter the bloody battlefield must learn. The only purpose is to ensure that these machines can play their role when all the operators of the machines are killed.

Following the training of these instructors, the Guangping Army members including Cheng Hui finally understood what "devil training" meant. In comparison, the training that Cheng Hui summarized from military training was simply child's play. In the words of the instructors, only children would use that kind of training method.

Cheng Hui: ...

Well, he wasn't a professional to begin with, and he'd done his best to get to that point. Now... he decided to just lie down. _(:з」∠)_

Anyway, with his physical fitness, any devilish training is no problem for him.

Then... Cheng Hui was taken out by the instructor for additional training.

Cheng Hui: _(:з」∠)_

Stared at by the tall, burly, muscular, bald instructor, Cheng Hui began to lead a "happy" life where every day after training, he would be dragged back to the camp like a puddle of mud.

Perhaps because of the tragic contrast with Cheng Hui, the men of the Guangping Army who were also undergoing the training found that this training was not so difficult to accept.

Sure enough, people’s happiness is created through comparison.

They trained like this for two months. According to the instructors here, the Guangping army barely had the backup strength to climb the city wall.

Yes... it's so humble that I can only be a substitute even when going up the city wall.

At the same time, Cheng Hui also saw what a true elite is here.

That day, when they were returning to the camp, they encountered a troop that was preparing to evacuate.

The troop held high a tattered flag, half of which was burned by fire, and the remaining half was stained with stains and blood.

Although the soldiers in the team were evacuating, everyone still held their heads high because they had completed their mission and held on to the bloody battle checkpoint.

Cheng Hui and his companions watched the army leave silently. The instructor beside them bowed deeply to their departing backs.

He didn't ask Cheng Hui and the others to do so, but simply said: "This team is the most elite Qiongqi Army of the Great Yong Kingdom. They arrived three months ago, and there were nearly 300,000 of them when they arrived."

"Three hundred thousand?" Countless people exclaimed.

The team that just passed by had only about 30,000 people in total, which is truly only one in ten left.

The people of Guangping Army could not help but look at each other. This team was absolutely elite. They could feel their fierceness from their pace and momentum.

Zheng Kai even felt that he was just an ordinary soldier among them. If even such a team suffered such casualties, what would be the fate of their team?

For a time, the morale of the Guangping army plummeted. Cheng Hui saw that the situation was not good, but he could not think of any solution for a while.

The cruelty of the bloody battlefield was so obvious that he couldn't just blindly promise. If he really told the soldiers that they could all return, it wouldn't be comforting, but deception. It would have no effect except to make the soldiers more depressed.

Fortunately, the instructor seemed to realize this matter. During the training on the second day, he scolded them severely. His unusual and venomous way stimulated the soldiers to scream. Although the soldiers looked more tired than usual and had a look of despair when they came back at night, their morale had almost recovered.

The training days were a bit boring, and five months seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

In addition to the physical training in the first two months, the Guangping Army added some subjects in the last three months.

The simplest of these is the tacit training between Cheng Hui and the soldiers... In simple terms, it is to let him inspire the military spirit.

And the most valuable thing... is the course to learn about the extraterritorial demons.

It was actually not difficult for Cheng Hui. As a cultivator in the Jindan stage, his photographic memory was a natural ability of his, so learning was not difficult for him.

But the problem is... the soldiers of the Guangping Army don't have the same ability as him.

For these rough people, studying? Isn't that something that only educated people should do? What does it have to do with them?

It turns out...yes.

Not only does it exist, it is also very important.

There are countless types of extraterritorial demons. Besides cannon fodder, there are also many races with extremely high individual combat power. These high-powered races are different, with different attack methods and weaknesses. Without understanding these basics, soldiers will only be wasting their time.

Just like that, after five months, the entire Guangping Army was completely transformed. Not only did the quality of the soldiers improve, but even Cheng Hui felt that he had made great progress.

The most important thing is that he also successfully activated his main military soul, but this military soul is a bit strange. It looks like a ball of red liquid with no fixed shape. It doesn't smell bloody, and there are some golden lights flashing inside... It looks pretty good.

But the question is, what's the point of just looking good? He still hasn't figured out the specific effect of this thing.

He even asked the instructor, but got no results. However, the bald instructor did tell him that over the years, many kinds of military spirits had been inspired on this continent, including those without a fixed image like his, but these military spirits often had extremely extreme effects.

Either it is extremely powerful or extremely useless. The specific effect depends on Cheng Hui's own performance.

Cheng Hui: ...

Things are back to the original point. Okay, I'll study it myself slowly.

Anyway, since this thing is something I made myself, I should be able to figure it out... right?

Cheng Hui suddenly missed Lin Qingyang a little bit. He felt that Lin Qingyang was like his external brain, which could help him think when necessary.

Speaking of which... every time he could feel through the contract that Lin Qingyang was fine and healthy, but... he didn't move, as if he had always stayed in the same place, which was very strange.

According to Cheng Hui, Lin Qingyang should come to meet him as quickly as possible, so when he didn't see him on the bloody battlefield, he was a little surprised for a few days. Later, because he was too tired to think every day, he temporarily let it go. But it has been so long, why hasn't Lin Qingyang appeared yet?

Cheng Hui sensed it again. The two sides were far apart and the feeling was blurry, but he could still clearly feel that Lin Qingyang was very healthy, and the other side also conveyed a sense of "everything is fine".

Forget it... Qingyang is so powerful, nothing should happen to him.

However, Cheng Hui had also made up his mind that if Qingyang had not appeared after the battlefield rotation, he would take the initiative to find him.

Putting Lin Qingyang aside temporarily, Cheng Hui received a notice from the instructor after finishing the training.

Three days later, they entered the bloody battlefield for the first time.

In a flash, three days have passed.

On a sunny morning, the Guangping army lit a fire and cooked early. After a hearty meal, they marched in neat steps across the entire camp.

When they passed the parade ground, it was already full of soldiers, most of whom had blank expressions on their faces. The soldiers of the Guangping Army looked at them as if they were looking at their former selves.

After going through the devilish training over the past six months, my standing posture, which I used to think was acceptable, is now unpleasant in every way.

Zheng Kai secretly complained to Wei Yuanzhou, saying, "Were we in the same state when we first came here?"

Wei Yuanzhou looked at him speechlessly: Don’t you know how miserable we were back then?

Zheng Kai curled his lips and said, okay, they were not that good at first, but now they are different. After the training from the devil instructors, they have been reborn and reborn!

Wei Yuanzhou's mouth twitched. Okay, as long as you are happy.

Led by Yang Wenshu, the group slowly walked through the entire Bloody Battle City.

The further they walked, the more tense the atmosphere on the street became, and gradually, they saw some teams being withdrawn.

All of these teams suffered heavy casualties, and many were even wiped out as a whole, leaving only a lonely military flag.

The atmosphere in the team grew increasingly heavy and serious. The cruelty of the bloody battlefield was once again vividly displayed before their eyes.

"Are you scared?" Cheng Hui asked.

The soldiers were silent.

Cheng Hui didn't look back, but simply said, "It's normal to be afraid. I'm afraid too. But we have no way to retreat. Behind this magnificent fortress are countless terrifying demons. They kill without blinking an eye and are cruel and brutal. If they break through the city wall, not only will we be torn to pieces, but the folks behind us will also not escape the same fate."

"Demons are inhumane. In their eyes, humans are just food. When you eat meat, would you not eat pigs just because they are pitiful?"

"No..." Zheng Kai said.

"Yes, and so will the demons. We came here, fought bloody battles here, in order to prevent our wives, children, and elders from becoming the demons' blood meal. Therefore, we cannot retreat. If we retreat, others will also retreat. If everyone retreats, who will be able to guard this pass and prevent the demons from escaping and wreaking havoc?"

Cheng Hui's eyes were very calm as he scanned the faces of these people one by one.

Most people looked relatively calm, but a few were very scared. Cheng Hui could understand that. The fact that they were still able to stand here was proof of their courage, and that was enough.

At this time, they had arrived in front of a dark red city wall. Yang Wenshu stopped, turned around, bowed deeply and saluted.

When he stood up straight, he bowed and said loudly: "I wish all my compatriots a successful battle and hope you will return triumphantly!"

Cheng Hui, on behalf of the Guangping Army, bowed to him, then raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Forward! Victory!"

"Victory!"

Cheng Hui led the Guangping army and stepped onto the city wall with an indomitable momentum.

The moment they stepped onto the city wall, they were startled by the earth-shaking roar.

The city wall and the area below the wall seemed to be two different worlds. The wall itself seemed to have a special soundproofing function. From below the wall, one could not hear the fierce battle at all.

It was even more brutal than Cheng Hui had imagined. In just the time it took him to walk from the stairs to the section of the city wall they were responsible for guarding, at least three troops suffered heavy casualties.

The death toll is estimated to have reached tens of thousands.

Cheng Hui's heart trembled. This place could no longer be called a battlefield, but a veritable meat grinder!

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