Chapter 364: The enemy is full of shadows

"What are our broken camps? The most powerful man, the most fearless warrior... One, not afraid of death; the other, shameless!"

"Hahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter in the entire playground. The soldiers of the broken camp were howling unscrupulously, while the elite soldiers who did not belong to the broken camp looked at the kitten who said this and laughed with their belly. Who doesn't know the virtues of the broken camp? They are not afraid of death, but they are shameless. However, no one dares to say it when they see them in their arrogant and domineering appearances in their daily lives. Since it was said by the kitten in person, they naturally have to laugh at the soldiers of the broken camp and the others.

The kitten showed a strange smile on his face, and his hand gently pressed down, shouting in a deep voice: "And my personal guard, as an outstanding soldier in the breaking camp, this requirement is even stricter. Needless to say, you should not be afraid of death, you should not be afraid of dirt, fatigue, hard work, or torture. Like a man, even if you stab dozens of holes in your body, you can't snort." After a pause, he looked at a corner of his personal guard camp with malicious intentions, and said in a man's voice: "As for shamelessness, you must carry forward shamelessness and become shameless at all."

The sharp whistle soared into the sky. The soldiers who broke the camp knew that there was a good show. They were making noises at the kitten's personal guard camp, clapping and stomping their feet, not to mention how ugly it was. The soldiers from other military corps next to them laughed loudly, whistling there with their arms around, and didn't know what they were excited about.

With his two fingers, he slapped the thick, long and hard beard on his face, and the kitten laughed: "So, from today on, Master Hu, I will train my brothers in the guard camp. After breakfast in the morning, I ran around the mountains and fields with Master Hu, exercised, and cultivated your spirit of not being afraid of fatigue or hardship. In the afternoon, I will follow Master Hu to attack the city, so that you will not be afraid of death and dare to kill people! At night, hahaha, Master Hu will take you to have fun and let you know what shamelessness means."

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled gloomy. "Don't show me a gentleman look to Master Hu. When I get to Master Hu's broken camp, even if you are Confucius' son, you have to become a soldier hooligan. Humph, are there any good people in the broken camp?"

"No!" The shouts of the sky made the whole ground tremble for a while, and the soldiers around him howled wildly again, stomping their feet and laughing.

"That's right, there are no good people in the broken camp, so I don't allow some people to pretend to be gentlemen and ruin the good soup of our broken camp. Humph, bet with Lord Zhuneng, it's just half a year's salary. Master Hu doesn't want that half a year's salary. We trained our troops under this Pangu Pass so that all our brothers can meet the requirements of Master Hun, and then we continue to go south. Haha, be prepared, you bastards are good. However, although it's training my personal guard camp, if any brothers are happy, you can join voluntarily."

The soldiers who broke the camps around ran cleanly, and the soldiers from other military departments were also fighting and fled quickly under the leadership of their officers. What a joke, the daily training of the soldiers under the kitten was originally 50% more hard than that of the most elite imperial guards. If you join his special training, will you still have to live?

Blood Eagle and the others stood in the queue with heavy armor, sweating all over their faces. The Nine-Nine Blood Eagle was not afraid of death, nor did they think there was anything wrong with killing people, but it was a bit sad to ask them to receive the same hard training as the army. The other 300 elites, monks named "Three Hundred Tiger Guards" by the kitten, all their faces began to turn blue. Half of their disciples were from overseas orthodox religions. This so-called shamelessness and dare to kill people was too exciting for them.

For some reason, two days have passed, and there are still no reinforcements from Yingtian Mansion. The sword lights of those cultivators will not be so slow? However, this also gave the kitten an excuse to attack Pangu Pass every afternoon. When the pass was about to be broken, he immediately retreated. He deliberately took his personal guard camp to fight, so that those disciples of the Double Immortal Sect could see more blood and make them accustomed to the so-called bloody slaughterhouse.

"A monk who dares not kill people? Even if you are as powerful as Zhang Sanfeng, what's the use?" This is the reason why the kitten deliberately trained them.

With nearly a hundred kilograms of heavy armor, these fragile monks wanted to survive on the battlefield and not be killed by ordinary Yuanmeng soldiers. They could only keep killing people. They were all elite disciples who were at least able to achieve great success in the Golden Pill. Not to mention their physical strength, their internal strength was far beyond that of a so-called innate master in the ordinary world. Although they were just ordinary iron swords on their hands, the howling sword energy still shattered the corpses of the enemy soldiers who were blocking them in front of them, and even the armor on their bodies were shattered to pieces.

Kittens are not allowed to use magic weapons, they are not allowed to use flying swords, they are only allowed to use their fists and feet. What else can they do? The heavy armor binds their actions, making it difficult for them to turn around. In order not to die unjustly in this unlucky battlefield, they can only kill and let go of their hands to kill. The sword energy of about a foot long roars out, and the corpses in front of them were everywhere, blood covered their bodies, reflecting their eyes red, and contaminating their hearts. Even those disciples from the Orthodox Church gradually sink their hearts. Kill, continue to kill, kill madly, the boundless blood and boundless murderous intent have taken root in their hearts.

Blood Eagle and the Nine-Nine-Year Eagle were like fish in water, gritting their teeth and sweeping away the enemy in front of them. Every day, the enemy soldiers they slaughtered were more than 30. In just two days, the Nine-Nine-Year Eagle caused more than 7,000 casualties to the Pangu Pass defenders... only those who were killed, not injured. There was a strange guy with a bloody smell in the gaps between these armors, and immediately had a demonic position in the hearts of Pangu Pass defenders.

Killing people is just the first test for kittens. Every morning, after breakfast, the kittens have to lead the lead in wearing hundreds of kilograms of armor, swing the tiger roaring knife that they don’t know how heavy it is, and lead 5,399 soldiers from the personal guard camp to run around Pangu Pass. In addition to their own 100 kilograms of armor, each soldier also has to bring food, weapons, arrows, and even a cowhide tent, with the entire load of no less than two hundred kilograms.

Carrying a heavy object of 200 kilograms to run around the huge Pangu Pass is a great test for the physical strength of ordinary people. However, the soldiers from the personal guard camp persevered, and the disciples of the Shuangxian Sect gritted their teeth and persevered. Although their physical strength became extremely weak due to years of meditation, they still persevered with the support of their strong true energy. It took only ten days of kung fu, after the kitten-stacking and powerful nightmare running training, these disciples of the Shuangxian Sect miraculously appeared in their bodies.

And these are just part of the training. I have never heard of a monk who needs to do this, but the kitten just let the Nine-Nine Blood Eagle and the Three Hundred Tiger Guards do it, that is, follow the personal guard camp, marching in a straight line, practicing formation and standard martial arts. If you step wrong, it is a military stick; if you walk wrong, it is another military stick; when you practice, you have a little wrong move, it is another military stick.

Every day, dozens of rounds of military sticks can be heard at the entrance of the Kitten Central Army camp, "Bang, bang, bang", the loud noise made the generals Zhao and others who watched the fun look pale and their scalps numb, as if the military stick was hitting them. I don't know what kind of mentality, Zhao and others, who originally thought they had nothing to do with them, also began to practice strictly every day with the Kitten's personal guard camp. The intimidation power of the military stick was really scary.

Only Chang Tie noticed that he was dragged out every day and beaten 100 military sticks, as if he was unlucky among the more than 300 people. But these guys were beaten up and could still continue to participate in training after lying on the ground for a while... What kind of monsters are these? One hundred military sticks, even a rhino, and their butts are about to be broken. Chang Tie cleverly hid his discovery in his heart and did not mention it to anyone. However, the soldiers under his subordinates were even more unlucky, because Chang Tie's requests were constantly increasing, which made them unable to even complain.

The battle of siege has completely changed its flavor to the end. Because of the unknown plan in the kitten's mind, the entire Ming army's actions were as strange as a circus. Every morning after breakfast, the 100,000 troops immediately demolished their barracks. Each of them carried a heavy burden on their bodies and ran around Pangu Pass frantically. The 100,000 troops were running around such a small gate, which could be connected from beginning to end, and surrounded the gate in a huge circle. The sound of uniform footsteps could make their city walls tremble, and cracks appeared in some places.

Then, after lunch, the 100,000 troops immediately rebuilt the barracks, neatly arranged a hundred thousand people in a square formation around Pangu Pass, and began to stare blankly. Wearing thick armor, we stood on the whole hour, roaring the Ming army's military songs wildly. The kitten dragged his long sword, walked over from each formation with a few officers, shouting loudly, roaring fierce slogans such as "Kill all the defenders", which scared the defenders so much that they didn't dare to show their heads.
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