Chapter 97 King-level Population
The mountain is like a dragon, winding for thousands of miles, with no end in sight.
The city is like a tiger, ferocious and domineering.
Standing on the tall and heavy city wall, facing the howling strong wind, Zhang Yang suddenly felt extremely insignificant.
This massive project, which took an entire country, an entire race, five hundred years to complete, cost billions of dollars, and resulted in the burial of countless lives, does not need any special description; it is enough to make people feel awe-inspiring and dare not act rashly.
Zhang Yang didn't even dare to release his soul force field because he was afraid of being suppressed. This was not an illusion, but a feeling of extreme danger brought to him by his keen talent.
There is no doubt that such a project that can suppress the destiny of a country is not something that a small village chief like him can imagine or aspire to.
"When will my village grow and become so powerful that it can swallow up mountains and rivers and be as mighty as a tiger?"
Filled with emotion, Zhang Yang was gazing at the towering mountains and the desolate battlefield with an infatuated look, completely forgetting the fact that he had already entered the death camp.
He even felt that this was the biggest gain of his trip.
A person’s growth is inseparable from knowledge and experience, and it is impossible to say which is more important.
But if Zhang Yang were to say, knowledge is like flesh and blood, which can be obtained by filling it up; experience is like the five internal organs, which can be obtained by experiencing the bitterness and sweetness of life; only momentum and character are the most difficult to touch.
"Qi must swallow mountains and rivers to nourish its essence, and it must build an iron prison to generate its own energy. The wind and clouds are thousands of miles away, and the iron bones are unyielding - ah, it smells so good!"
"Captain, please stop being crazy. It's time to get going. If you fail to arrive on time, you will be beheaded."
An old voice sounded. I turned around and saw a white-haired head speaking in the iron cage. Oh, and there was a body. God knows how the old man managed to stick the head out of the iron cage. From a distance, I thought it was a trophy hanging there.
That’s right, this is Zhang Yang’s death camp. There are five large iron cages in total, which contain 17 white-haired old men. Most of them are missing arms and legs. They may be old, but their tempers are not.
There are also fourteen white-haired old ladies. Although they are old, their temperament is still young.
There are also twenty-one strong men. Although they are strong, their souls are gone.
Nineteen beautiful, delicate women. Although they are pretty, they are really damn beautiful (saliva).
Finally, there were fifteen young boys. They were small and even more timid, and they cried a lot.
So this mission was quite tricky. Zhang Yang thought that the death squad he was assigned to was Duan Kuan's gang, but it turned out to be a group of convicted officials and their families. No idea what crime they had committed, so the whole family was gathered here. Isn't this just a different way of dying?
Of course, his new identity as Captain Dong Cheng was not much better and he was directly sent to the Death Squad Camp.
"Trigger the super hidden mission!"
A blood-red message suddenly appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes, which was very shocking.
"Instructions: Because you have perfectly acquired a new identity, a super hidden mission has been triggered. The chance of triggering is 5%."
"Mission details: ensure enough soldiers from the Death Squad survive during the next three days of rotation."
"Specific rewards: make sure ten soldiers from the Death Squad survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village construction order recruitment panel."
"Make sure fifty soldiers from the Death Squadron survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village construction order recruitment panel."
"Make sure all the soldiers of the Death Squad survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village construction order recruitment panel."
"Friendly reminder, among the 86 soldiers in the Death Squad, there is 1 king-level person, 19 nobles, and 66 elites."
"What!"
Zhang Yang immediately got furious. At this moment, when he looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the iron cage, they were really as annoying as huge ingots.
There are actually king-level populations, and there are as many as 19 noble populations, and the rest are all elite populations. It's really developed.
Wait, this mission is very difficult. These people have almost no combat effectiveness. I am alone and have to go to the most dangerous place. As a member of the Death Squad, of course I have to be the first to go into every battle.
No wonder the reward is so generous, because this is almost an impossible task.
"Who is the king-level population?"
Zhang Yang wanted to check the village construction order, but found nothing. Undoubtedly, he had to ensure that the family was intact, otherwise, he might lose one of their people, who happened to be the king-level lord. After all, he was not the emperor of Europe.
After staring at the old man outside the hanging railing for a few seconds, Zhang Yang asked, "What is Bald Ridge?"
"Fifty miles from here, there is a fortress in front. It is built on a solitary peak. There is only one way forward or backward. It can only accommodate a hundred people for combat. It is the most famous dead end in the Tianliang Mountain section of the Great Wall defense system. The Mirage Clan's demon soldiers will attack this place first every time they attack, otherwise they will be in trouble."
The white-haired old man spoke eloquently and calmly, and he knew the defense situation here very well.
Zhang Yang frowned.
"That's not right. Is the general in charge of this place crazy? He didn't deploy elite troops to such an important place, but let you old, weak and sick people guard it. Even if your lives are worthless, doesn't the importance of Bald Ridge have value?"
"Hey, kid, you're not a rookie. That's right, the Bald Ridge Fortress was captured by the Mirage Tribe's demon soldiers yesterday morning. This time we're going to recapture Bald Ridge. Well, there are 30,000 elite soldiers launching the attack with our Death Soldier Battalion, but we're just the first to reach the top."
The white-haired old man said this with a smile, not taking his impending death seriously at all.
But Zhang Yang's head was pounding at the moment. He even wanted to give up the mission. No, he had already decided to give up the mission. Let's go back. What's wrong with being a deserter? Even if I have to go back to dig grass roots and chew tree bark, I will never do this mission that is simply sending myself to death. How can I be worthy of those beautiful girls if I die? "Do you want to give up this mission? If you choose to give up, you will return directly, and there will be no more extraordinary trials in the future."
It is conscientious to map the information on the village construction order in a timely manner, as this is not a task that must be completed.
The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched for a long time, and he finally sighed. Damn it, I was just full of ambition and vigor, as powerful as a tiger, now I am going to be a deserter with such good kung fu skills?
"Old man, tell me more carefully, can our army recapture Bald Ridge in this attack?"
Zhang Yang calmed down. Whether to fight or not, he had to figure it out.
"Yes. In the 437 years since the establishment of Bald Ridge Fortress, the fortress has fallen into enemy hands 8,901 times, and we have recaptured it 8,900 times. I have said that the place is a hopeless place, it is impossible to defend and difficult to attack, but with a large army surrounding it, it is easy to recapture it. Of course, it is also easy to lose it."
"Wait, is it useful to keep a terrain like this?" Zhang Yang was stunned.
"It's useful. This is one of the best blood and flesh grinding wheels for consuming and restraining the manpower of the Mirage Clan's demon soldiers. The demon soldiers have to attack, and we have to defend it."
"Then aren't we sending ourselves to die?"
"We are going to die anyway, otherwise why call it the Death Battalion, idiot. Or I should go to the brothel and find a girl to wake you up?" The white-haired old man blinked, as if laughing at Zhang Yang's stupidity.
That's right, they are all death squads, and they must be carrying out missions that are extremely dangerous. From ancient times to the present, there has never been an army with a death squad that was used to escort food and fodder or hide in the rear.
He had really taken it for granted before. In fact, he should have thought that from the moment he became the leader of the Death Squad, he should have understood what he would face next.
That's fair.
Because Duan Kuan and other trial participants will eventually be sent to the death camp and fight for their lives at the Bald Ridge Fortress.
It was just because of Zhang Yang's previous efforts that he became the commander of the Death Squad, rather than a death soldier. He could arrange strategies in advance and defend according to his own wishes without having to obey Shangguan's rigid orders.
This is the advantage he has fought for.
And this reward is indeed enviable.
In a short time, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, and then he asked: "Can you old, weak, women and children make it to Bald Ridge by midnight tonight?"
"Of course not. Even if we all take off the shackles, we still have to take our weapons. If we walk, we have to reach noon tomorrow."
"Can a large vehicle pass from here to Bald Ridge?"
"Yes, the Great Wall has been built for five hundred years and is no longer a simple fortification. There are roads connecting the fortresses. If we have a cart, we can arrive in an hour and don't have to worry about missing the deadline. However, you are the second son of a marquis who has lost favor and has committed a serious crime. Do you think you can get a cart?"
"If I were you, I would just close my eyes and jump out, and all my worries would disappear."
The white-haired old man's words were very harsh.
Zhang Yang just chuckled, turned around and left. He was still a captain, so as long as he didn't desert, he could still travel freely within the Great Wall defense line.
He went directly to the granary on the local defense line. Sun Wencai was still unloading the goods and had not left yet. He was chatting with a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard.
After seeing Zhang Yang, Sun Wen hesitated for a moment. He had just heard that Zhang Yang, the captain, was sent to the death camp and would surely die, so he had no future at all.
But in the end, he still bowed and introduced Zhang Yang: "Master General, this is the warrior I told you about. He killed the twins with a single sword and was unparalleled in bravery. If it weren't for this captain, I would have died without a burial place."
"oh?"
The white-faced man looked at Zhang Yang, then at Sun Wencai, and then smiled and said, "Captain Dong Cheng, I didn't know you were so brave. If I had known this, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. But what you did today is quite responsible. For the sake of my little sister, tell me what you want. As long as it's not excessive, I will try my best to satisfy you before you die."
(End of this chapter)
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