The tenth area, south of the Nigusan River, in an area bordering the plains and hills, has a semi-open camp.

Although only a ten-meter-high fence is used to symbolically frame the territory, it looks plain and mediocre.

However, at the four corners of the camp, there were four 500-meter-high stone pillars that reached the sky, standing there like the arms of a giant.

A giant dragon, a demon crow, a golden eagle, a tit… The four are at least the extraordinary creatures in the middle stage of the king body, indifferent and cold, overlooking the space between heaven and earth.

On them, you can faintly see tiny human figures, all wearing a full set of armor, sitting slashingly, and the thick but not scattered iron and blood power radiates through the body.

In the surrounding, or a little far away, there are still monsters hovering and flying, acting as "eyes" and "sentinels", guarding the sky and the ground, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

This is "Nigu Bingzhai".

It is so named because of its proximity to the Nigusan River.

It's young, it was built just two months ago, and it's been in service for a very short time.

In terms of functional positioning, it is not the most powerful battle fortress, nor is it related to the defensive fortress guarding the key position.

——This is a base-type military village that is more inclined to logistics. The core function is... to form a barracks!

"Boom!"

The five ground armor rhinos took the inner eight-character step and rushed towards the back door of the Bingzhai with a mighty force.

The soldiers in charge of reconnaissance and vigilance have already seen it from a distance.

They didn't stop them, they swiftly drove the beast out of the way, and their faces were calm, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

"Huh...Is this the reserve barracks? I didn't expect that one day, we would really come here and make a modest contribution to the safety of the dynasty..."

"Not to mention the full-coverage barrier, this camp actually doesn't even have a few defensive formations. Compared with the few super-large fortresses I saw along the way, it looks like a hut..."

"Shh! Be careful!"

"The bright side and the dark side here, the breaths of the king beasts are countless, what qualifications do we have as a master who is not even a celestial master?"

...

On the back of the ground armor rhino, one figure after another jumped down one after another.

Most of them are young and middle-aged, and they are splendid and heroic;

The small half are middle-aged and elderly, with goose-skinned hair and unkempt hair.

They are all using their own methods to quickly observe the interior of the camp, or they are amazed, or nervous, or in high spirits, or as still as still water... They are different in their words and deeds.

"My lord! When can we go to the battlefield and slaughter the orcs with our own hands?!"

A burly man bent down 30 degrees, facing an armored man riding on the back of a bone-stealing claw dragon, and said with grief and hatred:

"The orcs are despicable and shameless. They slaughtered hundreds of millions of my compatriots, and used them as food to hoard and bite them. Wherever they went, they were full of smoke and life!"

"Such cruel and evil people, don't kill them, my wife and children under the yellow spring, and the respected relatives who are in different places, I'm afraid they won't let me go no matter what..."

"My lord, the last commander, Yan Wu, begs for a fight! I will bury the enemy with my blood!"

The burly man's suppressed roar instantly suppressed the noisy exchanges in the crowd.

Everyone turned their eyes away and stared at him fixedly.

"Having hatred is for the fearless axe, and the strength is unparalleled."

The armored man with the rank of the Bonestealing Claw on the back of the Dragon, glanced at him blankly, and said lightly:

"But... since you chose to join Zulongting's legion system and become a member of the editor, not an independent bounty hunter."

"Then obeying the dispatch and following the command is the first thing you have to learn."

"Calm down, recruits, remnants, wounded soldiers... As long as they come to the reserve army camp, they must be regrouped and led by the commander before they can participate in the front-line fighting."

"Otherwise, it's just the food between you and one's pet, and it is simply no match for the well-trained orc elite..."

"Little brother, what Mr. Chi said is very true!"

An old man with a broken arm stuck his head out of the tent on one side and sincerely persuaded:

"Entering the military, and hunting freely on weekdays, that is a completely different concept."

"The rule set by Zulongting is: 'Ten people form a team, a hundred people form a team, and only if there is one commander in chief can it be called a "battalion"'. "

"Up to now, the number of legions active on the battlefield has exceeded one hundred, and there are always new recruits and new commanders stationed."

"If you want to assemble and go out, it won't take long, just wait patiently..."

"My lord, the son of the Marquis of Jiangnan, Jiangnan Jue."

A long-haired man with light armour and a jade pendant around his waist had a face like a crown of jade, and Shenhua flashed away in his eyes.

He suddenly took a step forward, clasped his fists, and asked seriously:

"Dare to ask how to compete for the position of commander-in-chief?"

"I'm not as talented as my father's Zhuoqun, but before the age of fifty, I was based in the realm of the hero and took charge of the holy beast."

"In addition, I am familiar with the art of war, beast books, and historical scrolls, and I dare not say that I know humanities and destiny, but I am still a little confident in commanding a mere hundred-person team, and I ask myself that I will not be weaker than ordinary people..."

"The son of the Marquis of Jiangnan? That is to say...you are the Young Sect Master of the Jiangnan Sect?!"

In the crowd, several people were stunned, looking at the long-haired man's eyes, subconsciously concealing a trace of respect.

The Jiangnan Sect is a new and new force in the tenth domain of the Holy Dao. In terms of scale and reputation, it may be shortlisted in the top 100 seats.

Its suzerain, Jiangnan Hou, who was promoted to Saint Venerable more than 800 years ago, has now entered the late stage, and his limelight is flourishing.

Chaofan occasionally has Taoism, and although his son is inferior to his father, he is also a person who is truly talented and practical.

With his own ability, he signed a contract with a holy beast, and opened a large distance from his master of the same generation.

For the middle-level master who yearns for the realm of the hero and the blood of the holy beast~lightnovelpub.net~ is a person worthy of envy and respect.

Even if these few surprised and sighed are old men with slightly frosted hair on the temples, it doesn't matter.

Extraordinary world, only strength theory!

Before the age of 50, he has become a hero and a real holy beast. These two achievements are combined into one, which is worthy of the respect and admiration of the world.

"Jiangnan Hou?"

Chi Shu raised his eyelids, a little strange, but more still calm.

"If what you say is true, such superficial strength is indeed qualified to take charge of the commander's order."

"But... there is no room for failure in this battle. In order to prevent the occurrence of the ant hole in the embankment and the venting of the needle, except for the Dragon Court's followers, vassals, and cronies, the rest of the external forces want to take the commander's talisman. You need to participate in the battle as a soldier, win enough military merit, and accumulate enough trust before you can take charge of the real military charm."

"I see……"

Jiang Nanjue nodded lightly and took a step back, his eyes revealing the color of thought.