Chapter 102 Random Military Symbols (Additional chapter for the comfort of book friends under the sky)
Bald Ridge really lives up to its name.
This is a solitary peak about 50 meters high, and it is made entirely of solid rock from the inside to the outside.
There are cliffs on three sides, and only the north side is a 70-degree steep slope.
The area of the top of the mountain is about 300 square meters. Including the section extending to the north on the steep slope, the total area is only about 500 square meters, so stationing one hundred soldiers is already the limit.
The Wei Dynasty once tried to build a sturdy and imaginative fortress on this Bald Ridge, and they did it. This fortress could accommodate more than 300 people at most, and it echoed the Black Rock Fortress 1,200 meters away, which once made the Mirage Clan demon soldiers suffer a lot.
Later, the Mirage Clan's demon soldiers moved countless firewood, surrounded Bald Ridge, and a huge fire burned through the sky. Since then, no general was willing to station troops in Bald Ridge for a long time.
So what the old man said is right, if you attack with fire, you will only burn yourself.
"Can't we escape?"
This was the first question Zhang Yang asked after fully understanding the situation of the Bald Ridge Fortress. He didn't really want to escape, but he wanted to estimate where to break out after the game started in the future.
It is not easy to establish a dynasty. First of all, there must be a sufficiently stable base. Otherwise, you will always be trapped in this Bald Ridge Fortress. What’s the point of being a hidden dragon and fighting for hegemony?
"Escape? Where are you going to escape to?!"
"To the northwest is the Black Rock Fortress, and then there is the Tianliang Mountain Great Wall, which stretches for three thousand miles and firmly blocks the road to the west. Over the past five hundred years, the Mirage Clan's demon soldiers have attacked it countless times but have returned in vain."
"To the southeast, the area is occupied by the Mirage Clan's demon soldiers. With so few of us, we can hold out for a few days in the Bald Ridge Fortress. But if we reach the flat ground, we will all die in a skirmish."
At this moment, the old man was very interested in discussing the surrounding terrain with Zhang Yang. It was unknown what was going on in his mind, or perhaps he was expecting Zhang Yang to do something surprising again.
"We are going to rebuild Bald Ridge Fort, but now, Uncle, I want you to bring some people to collect more firewood for me."
After observing the surrounding terrain for a while, Zhang Yang finally made this decision. That's right, in this area, the forces of the Great Wei and the Demonic Soldiers are intertwined, and there is no room for their small group of "rebels" to move around.
The only place that neither side wants is Bald Ridge, and neither side cares about it.
Three days later, no, it should be said that there are still two days and 16 hours before the plot will officially unfold. By then, Zhang Yang will have 500 soldiers and a considerable amount of supplies, but does he really think that he can sit back and relax?
On the Wei side, the total number of troops led by Zhang Yeting was as high as 50,000, while the number of Mirage Clan demon soldiers on the opposite side was also around 100,000. What was a captain-level soldier? It was meaningless in the face of such an iron stream.
Therefore, he had to turn the Bald Ridge Fortress into an impenetrable fortress before both sides could react. As for the fire attack that the old man was most worried about, ha, Zhang Yang was least afraid of fire attack now.
"Boy, there is no firewood. There have been wars in this place for years, and there are no trees. Are you crazy, or do you have some earth-shattering plan?"
Finally the old man couldn't suppress his curiosity.
"No, uncle. I just want to rebuild the Bald Ridge Fortress. If there is no firewood, could you please order someone to go down and collect those arrows and weapons?"
Zhang Yang pointed to the battlefield below. After the battle just now, Zhang Yeting had only roughly cleaned the battlefield in order to trap the old man to death, so there were still many broken weapons and arrows that could be collected.
"You gave the order yourself. You are now the commander of the Death Squad."
The old man left angrily, but this also meant that Zhang Yang could finally command this battalion of death warriors.
After letting Qiao Shuzhi take some people to clean up the battlefield, Zhang Yang hurriedly checked the gains from the previous battle.
He used nine top-grade magic weapons, the Iron Armor Cones, and killed 982 demon soldiers in just five seconds, including 320 captain-level demon soldiers, 450 elite-level demon soldiers, and the rest were ordinary demon soldiers.
That’s right, there are ordinary demon soldiers among them, and their combat power is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary humans.
So in terms of harvest, he had a great harvest.
A complete captain-level magic soul consists of 320 pieces, and a captain-level magic blood consists of 15,200 units.
450 complete elite-level magic souls and 22,500 units of elite-level magic blood.
212 complete ordinary-level magic souls and 10,600 units of ordinary-level magic blood.
The Wei Dynasty reputation is 4910 points.
"Golden scales."
With a slight movement of his mind, a golden scale appeared in his eyes. On one end were 320 complete captain-level demon souls, and on the other end was a palm-sized object that was very blurry and unclear.
"Instructions: If you obtain more than 300 complete white souls or nine complete pale gold souls at one time, the fifth trading mode will be automatically activated. Note: This is only valid for that transaction."
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“It’s already the fifth trading model.”
Zhang Yang was very excited and immediately chose to trade.
A white light flashed, and a heavy object appeared in his hand. It was the size of a palm and was made of brass. It was engraved with cloud patterns. Turning it over, he saw the word "Soldier" engraved on the back.
"You get a random soldier token, and you can recruit ten random soldiers, including all equipment. Note: The soldiers are captain-level, and the types of soldiers are limited to those that appear in this world."
"Oh my god, this idiot!"
Zhang Yang was depressed, he spent 320 complete captain-level demon souls, which could strengthen 320 captain-level soldiers. But now, he could only recruit ten randomly. This Golden Balance was really a profiteer.
But if you think about it from another perspective, it is equivalent to carrying ten captain-level soldiers with you. You will not be afraid at critical moments, and it can especially prevent enemy assassinations.
For example, if Zhang Yang becomes the emperor in the future, he will have to guard against assassination. Or the crown prince, important ministers, etc., each of them will have a random military token, which can save their lives at the critical moment.
On the contrary, if this random military talisman is taken to the fantasy world or the fairy world, it will not be so useful.
Zhang Yang put away the random military token. He did not plan to use it for the time being. Now was only the first day of the mission, so he should not give the enemy too many surprises. Besides, they did not carry much food and water, so they would easily go hungry once they were recruited.
Next, Zhang Yang continued to process the harvest.
212 ordinary demon souls were all sold, each worth 300 energy points, and 63,000 energy points were obtained.
All 450 elite magic souls were sold, each worth 800 energy points, for a total of 360,000 energy points.
Including the remaining 120,000 points.
The energy in his hands currently has reached 540,000 points, which sounds like an astronomical figure and makes him feel that there are signs of economic collapse.
But considering what he was going to do next, he wished such collapses would happen as often as possible.
Yes, what right does Zhang Yang have to make such bold statements about rebuilding the Bald Ridge Fortress?
Why? Even if he was a cultivator (fake), there was no reason for him to build it out of thin air.
So he can only rely on his magical powers.
If he were given a year now, he could slowly use the soul force field to purify the demon blood, then gain mana, and then use the mana to cut and melt rocks.
But does he have time? No.
He could only use this devastating method.
Put 1000 units of captain-level magic blood on the golden scale, and information will be mapped immediately.
"Should we purify the magic power from the captain-level magic blood?"
"Do you want to purify mana from magic power?"
"Yes, sure."
"Deduct 100,000 energy points, and you gain 10 units of magic power."
"Deduct 100,000 energy points, and you gain ten units of mana."
In an instant, Zhang Yang gained ten units of mana, but he also immediately consumed 200,000 points of energy.
This feels really rip-off, a bit like using gasoline to make elixirs, consuming a huge amount of resources.
"No matter what, I will get myself an endless Dantian in the future. It will be filled with mana, so I can consume it every day without worrying about it!"
Zhang Yang was very resentful, but there was nothing he could do. His body had not been able to store magic power until now, and he had previously asked his fellow Earth native if there was any technique that could allow him to cultivate within his Dantian meridians. The answer was no, at least he didn't know.
Perhaps the answer can only be found when one swallows the first-grade foundation-building pill and is qualified to go to the world of immortal heroes.
Exhaling a breath, Zhang Yang let the negative thoughts in his mind quickly dissipate, then he wrapped the ten units of mana with his soul force field, walked to the edge of the Bald Ridge Fortress, determined a rough area, and then he controlled a wisp of mana, just like cutting a cake, and directly tempered the rock under his feet.
That’s right, he can only temper it. He can’t control his magic power and make it cut and slash like a lightsaber.
A few minutes later, after consuming a full unit of mana, a large pit three meters deep, three meters wide and three meters long appeared on the spot. The Qiao family's children, women and children, and the old man were all frightened.
Zhang Yang didn't explain to them. They were surprised now because they hadn't been given the game's village-building order to log in. Once they logged in, well, they would still be scared and trembling.
In essence, Zhang Yang's behavior is cheating and inhumane.
For a moment, he felt that his future wife had left him. The old man would not let his daughter marry such a monster.
"Hey, dear son-in-law, are you using magic? Did you meet a fairy?"
A second later, Zhang Yang saw the old man's flattering expression. Immortal, please be strict. You promised not to hit me in the face.
"Uncle, wake up. Do you know what chemistry is? The reason why there is no grass growing on Bald Ridge is not because too many people died, but because the iron ore content here is as high as 75%. I am now using high-temperature heating to make steel. Do you want enough crossbow arrows, a shield made of pure steel, or a long sword forged with fine steel? Here, we have everything!"
After a lot of deception, Zhang Yang finally convinced the old man. Cultivating immortality? What the hell is that? I am counting on you to lead my troops to fight.
However, the iron content of the rocks on Bald Ridge, well, this is really ridiculous, less than 10%.
Next, Zhang Yang, who had dealt with the old man, began excavating under the command of the old man, a true military genius.
The biggest feature of Bald Ridge is that it is made entirely of stone, which is extremely hard, has few cracks and is less weathered.
Zhang Yang left a three-meter-thick rock layer outside so that he would not be afraid even if bombarded by enemy mages in the future.
The middle position continues downwards to form a five-story fortress that is twenty meters high.
That’s right, the entire Bald Ridge has been turned into a fortress, and the shape is very suitable.
As for the exit of the fortress, it is located on the north side. As long as the huge steep slope is dug away, an independent fortress will be formed. By then, shooting holes will be opened on it, which can hide hundreds of soldiers and withstand the attack of tens of thousands of people.
The project is just too huge and Zhang Yang is worried that he may not have enough mana.
(End of this chapter)
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