The Era of Generals

"Chance?"

Meng Yang kept walking, and the laughter in his mouth began to turn into sarcasm, "A chance to kill you?"

"What's the use of my life wanting your life?"

He made up his mind that he would never fall into Chen Ze's aggressive tactics again. He would let the other party say what he said, and he would always ignore him and ignore him. He would not be the one who felt so uncomfortable!

However, Chen Ze's next sentence made Meng Yang stop abruptly.

"Could it be that you want to live in the barracks for the rest of your life with peace of mind, and be a lousy bitch who everyone hates?"

"You..." Meng Yang didn't look back, and said coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Chen Ze exhaled, and said calmly, "Don't you want to give yourself a chance?"

"I don't know what happened between you and Mr. Hua, but what I know is that you are all rare elites. Don't you feel sorry for yourself just being abandoned in the barracks like this?"

Meng Yang still didn't turn his head, but his fists were already clenched to the point where his knuckles were turning white.

"It's a pity that it's our own business, and it's not your turn to take care of it!"

With that said, Meng Yang took another step, wanting to return to his brother.

"I have had a dream since I was a child."

Chen Ze looked up at the gorgeous starry sky that was different from Shui Lanxing, and said to himself: "I want to form an iron-blooded army to fight battles that others cannot win, and to attack cities that others cannot conquer!"

"Everyone has his value. My value is to establish great achievements on the battlefield. In order to reflect this value, I will do anything, even my life!"

"So, what about you?"

As soon as he changed the calmness on his face, his whole body exuded an unprecedented sharpness. Standing there, a thin young man looked like a peerless sharp blade that could blow hair and cut hair!

His eyes swept across the audience, on the faces of these elite Xuanjia soldiers. Everyone present clearly had the strength to kill him, but when they met Chen Ze's gaze, they couldn't help but look elsewhere.

"This is not a dream, it's a delusion!"

Meng Yang turned around and tried his best to keep his eyes on Chen Ze's. Unwilling to admit defeat, he stood firm.

"Maybe."

Chen Ze smiled, spread his hands and said, "So?"

"Even if it's an unrealistic delusion, I'm willing to risk my life for a future that might not exist. How about you?"

"you!"

His voice suddenly raised an octave, his emotions became agitated in an instant, his neck with stalks of blue veins was exposed, and he shouted word by word: "You don't even have the courage to fight!"

"coward!"

"Bitch!"

"Xuanjia elite?"

"I bother!"

A mouthful of saliva was spat at Meng Yang's feet, and Chen Ze tried his best to express his disdain for these people.

If it was normal, if someone dared to point at his nose and scold Meng Yang like that, he would have rushed up and twisted the opponent's neck.

It was not the first time he had heard Chen Ze's words, and the person who said them last time was himself.

Last time, like Chen Ze, he hysterically scolded another person as a coward, the only difference was...

At that time, he was full of anger and unwillingness, but at this time, although Chen Ze was also emotional, what Meng Yang saw in Chen Ze's eyes was full of sincerity.

Looking at these eyes, Meng Yang's throat choked up, and then a long-gone, something that he thought he would never have again, suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, I'll bet with you."

Almost exhausting all his strength, Meng Yang opened his mouth hoarsely, then glared at Chen Ze fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "If you lose, I don't want your life either, I'm going to pull out your tongue !"

"what ever."

Chen Ze didn't seem surprised by Meng Yang's answer. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and returned to his usual indifference.

However, he was relieved.

The bet with Meng Yang does not seem necessary.

Although Meng Yang's strength is good, it is limited to soldiers, and there is still a huge gap with real generals.

For a Meng Yang, he didn't take his own life seriously?

actually not.

What Chen Ze wants is not just a Mengyang, but all the Xuanjia soldiers here, and even in the Bo'an Barracks!

After using a magnifying glass to see the specific values ​​of these Xuanjia soldiers, Chen Ze no longer looked down on those ordinary soldiers.

Given his current limited number of recruits, the more elite the people under his command, the better.

Yes, his main strength comes from generals.

But Jiangxing can only be possessed for half an hour a day, and he has also tried, it is impossible for the same person to be possessed by different generals in a short period of time.

What about the time beyond half an hour?

It takes more than half an hour to fight a battle, and without a general, you have to fight head-to-head. Of course, Chen Ze hopes that his soldiers will be as strong as possible.

So far, he has not seen soldiers with better physical fitness than Meng Yang and others.

At the same time, Chen Ze gradually understood the purpose of Hua Lao setting up this extra test for him.

I'm afraid he also doesn't want to see this elite force just decadently die in the barracks, and wants to find a suitable way out for them.

High risks bring high returns. If he can gain the loyalty of Meng Yang and others through this mission, Chen Ze will be rewarded far more generously than a third-class counselor!

It's just that these people look loose, but Chen Ze can feel that they are extremely xenophobic. If they can't convince them from the bottom of their hearts, it is impossible to swear allegiance to the death.

So Meng Yang, who is impulsive and irritable, but obviously has a certain prestige among the Xuanjia soldiers, became a breakthrough for Chen Ze.

As long as Meng Yang's hole is torn open, Chen Ze believes that he will have a way to subdue other Xuanjia soldiers in the future.

The bet was established, and there was nothing to say all night. After the guards on duty were assigned, everyone took the time to rest and recover from the fatigue of the day.

On the contrary, Li Quan'an, who had escaped from Wu Anguo's possession, was in a cold sweat because of Chen Ze.

On the second day, it was just dawn.

"Is the battle plan clear?"

Chen Ze stood at the front of the line, scanning everyone present with sharp eyes.

No one spoke, only gave Chen Ze a positive look.

Including Meng Yang.

Sloppy is sloppy, gambling is gambling, before the battle started, everyone swept away the previous slump, and what Chen Ze saw was the iron-blooded arrogance that had gone through many battles.

"very good!"

Chen Ze nodded in satisfaction, and waved first, "Let's go!"

Before the large forces were reorganized, Chen Ming, as a scout, had already gone to explore the way first. It was also the same old way, leaving marks on the paths Chen Ming explored.

Chen Ze and the others each carried a huge burden on their own, and each carried a bundle of wet firewood collected yesterday. They stooped in the dense forest and followed the marks left by Chen Ming, step by step towards the Duoman Canyon.