"Is there a way to reduce intelligence in the world?! One or two people have become stupid!" Xia Jing looked at the people who were covering their heads and gibbering stupidly, and couldn't help but shook his head.

"I never want to participate in this kind of required training again. I don't know how long I can persist."

Cao Shuang shook his head, as if to get rid of all the stupidity in his head.

"Zhao Xing, if I act stupid like these warriors, you can knock me out directly!"

Cao Shuang said to Zhao Xing next to him.

Xia Jing was unhappy: "What do you mean, you look down on us warriors?"

"What's wrong? I just look down on you. What do you want?!" Cao Shuang said angrily.

"You want to die, don't you? I'll kill you right now!" Xia Jing unsheathed his sword.

"Come on!" Cao Shuang gestured with his neck, "Cut here, otherwise you are the son of a bitch Xia Jing!"

"I'll fuck you!" Xia Jing's sword came out of its sheath with a clang, and immediately slashed towards Cao Shuang's neck.

"Pfft~" A hand blocked Cao Shuang's neck, blood flowed out, and he held the sword.

"Brother Xia, please wake up." Zhao Xing slowly lifted Xia Jing's sword upwards. Although blood was flowing, he still removed the sword from Cao Shuang's neck.

"A grass mud horse, are you really going to cut it down? I will fight with you!" Cao Shuang suddenly spat out a thread of fire and ran towards Xia Jing.

"Bang!" "Uh..."

Zhao Xing's sword was sharp and he knocked Cao Shuang unconscious. The flames he spat out swirled around and curled Xia Jing's hair before being absorbed back by Zhao Xing.

"You bastard, you dare to burn my head with fire. Get out of the way and I'll chop him!"

"Pah!" Zhao Xing slapped Xia Jing on the forehead with his big dick, Niwan Palace shook, and a golden aura was dispersed. "Are you calm down?"

"Hiss..." Reason returned to Xia Jing's eyes.

"Pah!" Zhao Xing thought Xia Jing had not recovered, so he came again.

"Stop! It's okay, Brother Zhao, I'm awake!" Seeing that Zhao Xing wanted to hit him a third time, Xia Jing immediately threw the sword away to signal that he was free from the influence of the spell.

"Okay, let's discuss countermeasures." Zhao Xing pointed to the sand table next to him and said, "In this joint military exercise of various divisions, there are not many senior commanders and generals left in our new barracks."

"We must gather these remaining defeated generals to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible. Otherwise, no matter whether they are warriors, farmers, or mechanics... everyone will not have good results in this training."

Xia Jing rubbed his cheeks and opened the tent to take a look.

In the barracks outside, a group of people were fighting, one group fell to the ground, and another group squatted on the ground and played with ants.

Among the familiar faces of the four great warriors, Zhang Jie was shitting without any concern for his image. Chen Zai was watching him shitting, and there were some who remained rational, but their eyes were a little confused.

Chen Fang even lay on the chair with a medical bandage and groaned.

This is a large-scale [required training], simulating actual combat situations, and the location is located at the ‘Tianmen Peaks’ near Daofeng Mountain.

The reserve force, Wu Si, Si Nong Supervisor, Tiangongfang and the temple of Shiyangdong Tiannei jointly participated in the performance.

There are more than 150,000 people in the four divisions!

Their opponents only have 30,000 people, but these 30,000 people are all drawn from the nine regular armies in Shiyang Cave Heaven.

This required training really taught the reserve recruits a good lesson.

150,000 against 30,000, nothing else is required, just a breakout.

However, in the past half month, even the most elite recruits, such as Xia Jing, Zhao Xing, Cao Shuang and other talented groups, have not been able to break through.

Xia Jing's anger dropped again as soon as he mentioned it.

Who knows what they have been through these days?

First, there was a night march of hundreds of ghosts. The master of ceremonies in the temple ordered tens of thousands of mountain ghosts to make a sneak attack on the recruits' barracks.

What followed was a seven-day bombardment with barbarian five-element catapults.

In the next five days, natural disasters came one after another, floods, earthquakes, exposure to the sun, insect bites...all the insects and beasts in the Tianmen Peaks were driven away.

In the past few days, etiquette cultivators were sent to perform tricks on the recruits to reduce their intelligence, counterattack, and provoke generals.

The provoking method caused many new recruits to break away from the battle order and rush towards the veteran camp like crazy.

Chen Fang is an example of anti-Jianfa. He was beaten by Zhang Jie, Hu Bing and ten recruited warriors, and he is still moaning now.

During this period, the mental reduction method continued to work, making them all upset and unable to calm down and think at all.

Xia Jing even wanted to kill Cao Shuang with a sword just now.

"How to fight?" Xia Jing looked at the sky speechlessly, "The marching tent and the military flag cannot protect everyone. We have a few designated generals staying in the marching hall, with the master of ceremonies casting spells, which can isolate one or two people, but once we go out, we have to be subject to these spells.

Influence."

Zhao Xing, who had bandaged his palms, walked out: "There is no way. We have to break out even if we create a way. Unfortunately, the effect of our spells is intermittent. Whether it is a ritual cultivator or a ghost-controlling master of ceremonies, this type of large-scale spell casting has a certain

interval."

"Brother Xia, let's see."

Xia Jing followed Zhao Xing's direction and looked at the sand table in the tent.

"The Tianmen peaks, the distance between the mountains, and the Gongjia formations between the peaks all leave gaps and weak points, which are the breakthrough points for our new military camps."

"Yingke Peak, Worshiping Longevity Peak, Sanqing Mountain, Yulian Waterfall, Xiaoyao Valley, Yixiantian, Nanqing Garden...these forty-six places can all be highlighted."

"We are following the route of Worshiping the Shoufeng, Yixiantian, and Yulian Waterfall. Based on the previous experience of breaking out of the siege, the intervals for casting spells and resisting ghost obstacles on this road are from three quarters to midnight and end to the end of Mao hour respectively."

"Natural disasters and obstacles will start at seven o'clock in the morning and end at three o'clock in the morning. One of the eighteen kinds of natural disasters will appear randomly. My brothers from the Agricultural Supervisor and I can give early warning."

"The three barriers of ritual cultivation start at the fourth quarter of the You hour and end at the end of the Hai hour. The three intervals take turns, and there are occasional sudden attacks, but we also have time to breathe."

"At the weak point, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers is also deliberately set to be relatively weak. As long as we can reach the place, we can rush over..."

Listening to Zhao Xing's explanation, Xia Jing's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can go there, Zhao Xing, you really have the demeanor of a general. I didn't expect you to think so much!"

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Xia, this is a decision made by the nine of us. We are already on the way to break out. This is the forty-seventh time I have said these words to you."

Xia Jing was startled, and then said: "Yes, I remembered it! It is true that you, me, Cao Shuang, Chen Fang, Zhang Yi and the others thought about it together."

"How many times have I won the 'forgetting to worry' method? Are there any important decisions that I missed during this period?"

"I can't remember it clearly." Zhao Xing took out a roll of yellow paper. Many things were recorded on the yellow paper. "But Zhang Yi recorded it on a holy page. You can take a look."

"Where are the others?" Xia Jing asked, "resting nearby."

"Gong Wang, all the workers are repairing the flying boat." Zhao Xing said, "In another hour, the people in the camp will be able to regain their consciousness, but you and I have to act quickly and wake up these people in advance, otherwise it will leave us time to rush on our way.

Not much, and you have to hit a large-scale spell, which will lead to a vicious cycle."

"I understand." Xia Jing glanced at the map, "We have reached the mouth of the Hukou and have almost succeeded in breaking through. You and I will act separately now. If you feel something is wrong and you can't hold on any longer, please come back here quickly."

Xia Jing looked at Cao Shuang lying on the ground and said Qi Qiran: "If all the senior generals are wiped out, there will be no hope of breaking through. I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass this training."

It was February 19th, the seventeenth year of the Jingxin calendar.

Tianmen peaks, gardens of the Southern Qing Dynasty.

After the gardens of the Southern Qing Dynasty, there was a deserted area.

"Swish swish~"

The dilapidated airships were swaying high in the sky, up and down, left and right, as if a drunken man was driving the airship.

"Buzz~"

Finally, one of the airships couldn't hold on anymore and let out a cry, hitting the ground with its head. Fortunately, the height of the forced landing was not high, and it only caused a burst of smoke and dust.

"Ahem..."

One hand climbed onto the edge of the broken flying boat, and then Zhao Xing's face was revealed.

"Yes, Che Shihai, do you know how to drive a flying boat? Isn't your surname Che? My bones are about to fall apart if I drive this flying boat!"

Zhao Xing cursed, reached back and picked up Che Shihai.

Che Shihai, who was also unkempt and bleeding, could not help but cry out: "Can you blame me? Can you blame me?"

"Boss, you have to blame Wang Gong! It's because he didn't fix it well. No matter how good I am at flying a boat, it's useless!"

Click~

A deck board of the flying boat fell down, which seemed to confirm what Che Shihai said.

At this time, more people climbed out.

Among them, a half-bald young man holding a craftsman's hammer limped over.

Wang Ji, one of the top-level geniuses of Tiangongfang.

"Che Shihai, don't fucking speak out of conscience!"

"The Swordfish Flying Boat in the army is the best of the fourth level. It has 49,000 magic array drives. It was flattened by the barbarian's five-element catapult before. Except for me, who can make it fly. Who else has this ability?"

?!"

"Go to Tiangongfang and ask, how many people can do it?!"

"How come Cao Shuang's flying boat can land safely, and you still say it's not your cup of tea?"
To be continued...