Chapter 251
He is actually not very good at intrigue... Rather than playing tricks, he prefers to just rush forward.
However,……
Cheng Hui was a little distressed.
He's actually not very good at intrigue... Rather than playing tricks, he prefers to just rush forward.
However, fighting is prohibited in Blood Battle City..._(:з」∠)_
He touched his nose and missed Lin Qingyang a little. When Qingyang was around, he never had to think about these things.
Uh...is he going a little too far?
Cheng Hui touched his nose guiltily. He was having fun before, but only thought of Qingyang when he encountered difficulties. Is he a scumbag...?
"Of course not. I'm glad Hui remembered me."
"who!"
Cheng Hui jumped up with a start and looked around, but saw no one.
"It's me, Ah Hui." The voice said with a smile.
"Qingyang?"
Cheng Hui's eyes widened in disbelief.
He had only been able to vaguely sense Qingyang's presence before, and knew whether he was healthy or not, but he had never had such a direct connection with him.
"It's me. I got some unexpected gains." Lin Qingyang smiled and curled his lips as he looked at the big ball of light in front of him.
This bastard hasn't figured out its logic in over half a year and refuses to let him in.
He argued for so long before he was finally able to gain permission to communicate with Cheng Hui.
I didn’t expect to hear Cheng Hui call myself a scumbag as soon as I opened the call?
Lin Qingyang: ...?
What's wrong with his Ah Hui? There is no better man than Ah Hui in this world!
"Uh, where are you now? How is your health? Are you in any danger?" Cheng Hui asked three questions in a row with concern.
"I'm fine, I'm just stuck in one place and can't leave. But it shouldn't be long before I can find you."
Cheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief. The blood contract only allowed him to vaguely feel that Lin Qingyang was in good condition, but it was more reassuring than confirming it in person.
"I don't know where you are, but don't worry. You must pay attention to your own safety. I'm currently on the battlefield, using the alias Cheng Ziyun, and I'm the commander of the Guangping Army. When you can come over, just come find me."
Cheng Hui gave earnest instructions for a long time, fearing that Lin Qingyang would be bullied outside.
Lin Qingyang had a smile on his face. Even though Cheng Hui was a little long-winded, he didn't show any impatience. Instead, he enjoyed his concern.
Perhaps because they hadn't been in contact for too long, Cheng Hui talked a lot and complained about his cheap father for a long time. It was not until he finished speaking that he realized what he had been following.
Cheng Hui: ...
His handsome face flushed slightly, and he touched his nose awkwardly. Qingyang probably wouldn't think he was too long-winded...
A chuckle came from his mind, and Cheng Hui's face suddenly turned redder.
It's just... a feeling of being pampered.
"It seems... Ah Hui really misses me." Lin Qingyang said slowly.
Cheng Hui pursed his lips and hummed softly.
Yes, he missed Lin Qingyang very much.
Lin Qingyang widened his eyes in surprise. He just made a joke, but he didn't expect to get a response.
His heartbeat quickened, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably. He gently covered his chest and said softly, "I miss you too."
Cheng Hui couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. There were no other sweet words, just two simple sentences of missing each other made him feel happy.
Only then did he realize that it was not that he didn't miss the other person, but that the environment forced him to hypnotize himself, otherwise he would probably have run directly towards the other person.
Unexpectedly, the hypnosis was so successful that he almost deceived himself, causing him to suspect that he was a scumbag. They were clearly in the passionate period of love, but he didn't miss each other after they broke up. If this isn't being a scumbag, what is?
"Don't worry, I will come to you soon, I promise." Lin Qingyang's expression became very serious, and he stared at the huge ball of light with sharp eyes.
He has been in this space for more than half a year, but the contact information he had worked so hard to obtain has become useless now.
He wanted to hold Ah Hui in his arms and kiss his lips, but talking on the phone could not ease his longing.
No...it should be said that this phone call made him even more irritated. If this broken light ball can't let him go within a month, then don't blame him for being rude!
Lin Qingyang stared at the big ball of light with a cold gaze...it said it didn't care.
If you really think about it, even if Lin Qingyang from the past came, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it, let alone this one now.
However, the big light ball doesn't like people staying so close to it... The most outrageous thing is that this person actually wants to scare it?
So, in a fit of rage, it threw Lin Qingyang out.
Of course, before throwing it out, he placed a restriction on Lin Qingyang. In this world, Lin Qingyang could only exert his Jindan cultivation level - and it had to be limited to the bloody battlefield, with the assistance of the military soul.
Other cultivators may be able to find loopholes occasionally, but Lin Qingyang is restricted by a large light ball. If he really does something, the large light ball can immediately kick him out of the world.
Lin Qingyang didn't care about this kind of thing. If he had known that he could get out by sealing his spiritual power, he would have done so earlier.
The big light ball was quite kind. The place where it was thrown was located in a wilderness, only three days away from the bloody battlefield. He could see Cheng Hui in person soon.
Lin Qingyang originally planned to rush over immediately, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped.
He learned a lot about the various regulations of the bloody battlefield from the big light ball, the most important of which was the issue of military merit.
The power of one person is limited. If he goes alone, he will only dilute Cheng Hui's military merit. But if he also brings a troop with him, the result will be different...
So he identified the traces on the ground and planned to go to the human gathering point to take a look.
As for the gathering points in the wilderness, they are often the territory of evil forces...
Does this matter?
No matter whose place it is, once Lin Qingyang goes there, it will be his territory!
Because they had been trapped for more than half a year, this batch of legions had already arrived at the battlefield. Even if he went to those countries now, it would be difficult for him to get a legion in a legitimate way.
Instead of engaging in intrigues with those royal family members, it would be better to directly recruit these evil forces... After all, Lin Qingyang is more familiar with the latter and it operates faster.
When Lin Qingyang beat a group of evil gangs to the point that they cried for their parents, Cheng Hui also thought of a way to make trouble for Zhao Ting.
This method sounds simple, but it is quite difficult to do.
In the name of training, he took a small team to the city wall to participate in the battle every day. Because he took the initiative to apply, his defense zone position was relatively free.
He relied on Instructor Chen's connections and chose to live next to the Shangwei Legion every day. He stared at Zhao Ting's resentful eyes and led his team to kill indiscriminately.
His blood-like military soul is quite interesting. When condensing armor, the more it condenses, the weaker the armor's ability; conversely, the fewer it condenses, the stronger the armor's ability.
The strength of the armor evenly distributed to nearly 10,000 people is simply not on the same level as the strength distributed to only dozens of people.
The soldiers wearing blood-red armor were simply miniature Supermen. They killed anyone who stood in their way, and any demon who stood in their way... With just a few dozen people, they snatched away most of the enemies of the Shangwei Legion.
Soldiers of the Shangwei Legion: ...
Tired, destroy it!
This useless military leader couldn't even win over dozens of people... Cangsang lights a cigarette.jpg
Zhao Ting was extremely angry, but Cheng Hui did everything according to the rules.
There is no such thing as fighting for military merits on the battlefield. The military merit belongs to whoever eliminates the enemy.
What? The enemy in your defense zone was taken away by someone else?
You guys are the only ones to blame for that!
If the morale of Shangwei's army was 70 at the beginning, it was only 50 after they were forced to change their defense zone. The remaining 50 plummeted again under Cheng Hui's stimulation. Basically, all the soldiers had a numb face as if they had lost all desire to live.
One day, two days, three days...
Within a few days, Cheng Hui brought his men to rob... No, after helping Zhao Ting guard the defense zone for a few days, Zhao Ting became very angry.
His purpose in coming to the bloody battlefield was to gain military merit. Being driven here from the middle of the city wall was already depressing enough, but Cheng Hui actually came to rob him.
In three whole days, the military merits he gained were not as much as his father's in one day. No wonder he stared at Cheng Hui with such a murderous look.
Cheng Hui gave Zhao Ting a cold smile.
Are you angry now? Why didn't you think about the consequences when you were trying to trip me up and disgust me?
Cheng Hui has always adhered to the principle of not offending others unless they offend me. Since Zhao Ting disgusts him, he will retaliate.
But it was almost enough. After all, Zhao Ting only disgusted him, and it was not considered a death sentence for him. It was enough to rob him of his three days of military merit.
Cheng Hui planned not to come tomorrow. After all, swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield. He would be heartbroken if one of his soldiers accidentally hurt him.
Zhao Ting didn't know that Cheng Hui had decided to let him go. He watched helplessly as Cheng Hui and his group of blood-armored soldiers rushed around and led away all the enemies in his defense zone. He was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he couldn't even activate his military spirit.
It’s all because these soldiers are useless!
Zhao Ting was filled with hatred. If these soldiers had not refused to cooperate, he would not have been suppressed so miserably.
One side only needs dozens of soldiers to activate the military spirit and use a big move, while the other side has tens of thousands of soldiers but can't even activate the military spirit. How can they be compared?
The angrier Zhao Ting got, the more he disliked these soldiers.
He kept yelling and cursing at them, calling them trash, scolding them for not cooperating, scolding them...
"Shut the fuck up!" A middle-aged soldier, holding a long wooden cannon, pointed it at Zhao Ting's throat with red eyes. "I've had enough!"
Zhao Ting was startled, then flew into a rage. How dare you, a mere soldier, point a weapon at the commander's throat? Who gave you the courage?
He held a long sword in his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he swung the sword to chop at the soldiers.
Fortunately, the adjutant beside him stopped him in time, but he was also scared out of his wits by his actions.
"Old Huang! Old Huang! Calm down!" The soldier's companions were also startled and rushed over to stop him. "It's not that serious..."
Old Huang's eyes were bloodshot and his face was distorted with rage. This useless Zhao Ting only knew how to beat and scold these soldiers.
It is indeed their responsibility that the military spirit cannot be activated. Can they be blamed for this?
If it weren't for this idiot's blind command, how could these elite soldiers suffer so many casualties in such a place?
His companion Erniu lost his life due to the chaos caused by his blind command. As a result, this guy did not reflect on his own mistakes, but believed that their lack of cooperation led to the failure. It was simply a joke!
The soldier named Lao Huang had accumulated a lot of resentment in his heart, and there was no doubt that all this resentment was directed at Zhao Ting.
These people have been in the Shangwei Legion for a long time and are willing to die for the army leader. But if it is a army leader like Zhao Ting, let alone dying, Lao Huang would feel that he has lost a lot if he was injured and shed a drop of blood for him!
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