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The Qiongqi team is short of people.

Liao Chen, who is the leader of Wu Shi, naturally knew the lack.

Just looking at the crowd of soldiers who came to join him, he panicked for a while.

He didn't know how many people Xu Cheng could accept.

None of the battle armor and supplies are unusual.

He can't be the master.

Xu Cheng is not here now, so he is completely in charge of the team's affairs, which makes him extremely embarrassed.

After all, Liao Chen had never been an officer, so how would he know how to deal with these things?

But looking at these pawns he had seen in the past, looking at him with envy on his face, made him extremely satisfied.

"In this way, brothers, the centurion was summoned by the general, and you are waiting here now."

Standing on a high platform, he loudly shouted: "Since you all come to my Qiongqi team, we can't let you come in vain."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a small wine jar.

"Come on, mix a tank of water, I'll treat you guys to drink!"

drink wine!

Looking at the small wine jar, everyone raised their heads, and their throats kept surging.

"Haha, thank you Brother Liao!"

"It's nothing to say, brother Liao has something to do in the future, just let him know!"

"Haha, brother Liao followed Mr. Qiongqi, from now on, we will hug your thigh!"

...

But after a while, two large tanks were lifted under the high platform.

Liao Chen carefully uncovered the small wine jar, took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine, and then poured the wine into two large vats with a full face.

"Wow! Good wine! I haven't smelled this smell for more than three hundred years!" Someone stuck out his head, licking his tongue and whispering.

"Three hundred years? I was still five hundred years ago,

Following the captain, he surrounded and killed a weak water demon with the second level of Taoism, and then shared a small glass of pure wine. "Besides, a tall and strong man said in a low voice with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Oh? Brother still has such a record? Brother Gao's name?" Liao Chen's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, Eryinghu Road, West Erying, a certain town." The strong man clasped his fists and said.

"Brother Hu, take this wine." Liao Chen took a small bowl, scooped up a bowl full of wine mixed with a large tank of water, and handed it to the strong man Hu Lu.

Hu Lu reached out to take it carefully, and slowly brought the bowl to his mouth.

He took a sip first, then smacked his lips.

"Brother Hu wants it, this is a veteran."

"Sure enough, I didn't brag. This wine tasting method is indeed sophisticated."

...

Ignoring the bragging of those looking around soldiers, Hu Lu brought the wine bowl to his mouth, took a sip, and drank well!

He turned the bowl upside down, stuck out his tongue, and collected the last drop of wine.

"Brother Liao, this wine is five years old!" A trace of blush flashed across his face, Hu Lu handed back the bowl and shouted.

"Haha, Brother Liao, you are a wise man!" Liao Chen raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

There was cheering all around.

It seemed more lively than winning a battle.

Hu Lu grinned and hiccupped, turned around with a smile, and sat down at the foot of a wall.

It seems, drunk.

Liao Chen brought a stack of bowls, and all the soldiers lined up, each with a bowl.

This wine, in fact, is no longer wine.

It's just that everyone's face is flushed after taking a sip.

Those who had drunk staggered to the side and started bragging.

Someone said what kind of wine they drank back then, and how was that wine.

Some people say what kind of meat they ate back then, how tender the meat was, and water would come out when pinched.

For a time, there was joy everywhere.

Everyone glanced at the gate of the camp not far away from time to time.

Xu Cheng hasn't returned yet.

This real Mr. Qiongqi is the one who decides whether he will have a chance to drink the wine without water.

And that armor.

If you can wear it once, you will die without regret.

"Brother Hu, back then, what was the taste of pure wine without water? Say it again."

"That's right, I've already forgotten what unwatered wine tastes like..."

"Okay, then I, Hu, will talk about it again."

"Back then, our team followed Captain Captain to patrol the River of Forgetfulness. At that time..."

...

In a large tent, Xu Chengduan sat on one side.

Opposite him, dozens of generals in blood-red armor sat opposite each other.

"Xu..." The white-haired veteran looked at Xu Cheng and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Mr. Xu, your skill of forming a battle formation..."

"General Meng, I think you may have misunderstood it. It's not a skill, it's just a built-in method of the Futu Battle Armor."

As Xu Cheng said, he raised his hand and threw out a piece of Futu battle armor.

Looking at the battle armor, a general stepped forward, grabbed it, and put it on his body.

"drink--"

Above his head, a five-foot-tall Asura phantom emerged.

"Good armor!"

The strong man shouted happily.

After he took off his battle armor, the others hurriedly tried on the armor.

Finally, this armor was sent to several white-haired veterans.

Several people tried it on again, and then looked at each other with complicated expressions.

It would be fine if the Qiongqi giant beast used the skills, but as long as Xu Cheng donated the skills, everyone could practice.

The combat power of the Black Armored Army will increase countless times.

But Qiongqi Behemoth is a means that comes with the armor, so their previous ideas are a bit unrealistic.

How many such battle armors can there be?

Fifty or a hundred?

Up to thousand pieces.

This amount is a drop in the bucket for an army of one million.

"Hey, I don't know, this armor may be handed over to us." The white-haired general looked at Xu Cheng, hesitantly said: "Don't worry, we can exchange it with supplies."

There are also weapon refiners in the army, let's see if they can study how to refine this armor.

It's just that on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness, there is really a shortage of materials, and the possibility of making this armor is very slim.

"Forget about the supplies, it's okay to send this armor to you." Xu Cheng waved his hand and said.

In his Dao world, some of the Buddha battle armors have already been produced, but he has no intention of giving them to the Black Armored Army directly.

Only when he becomes his subordinate, he will bestow the Buddha Armor.

"Thank you." The white-haired veteran arched his hands, and then raised his hand to pass a copper-colored metal medal.

"Today's military achievements cannot be counted under the weak water. We discussed it and made a compromise. You will be promoted to Commander Wan and Captain Zhangtai, and you can lead an army of 30,000."

Speaking of this, the old man paused and said: "It's just that the camp is short of supplies. For the 30,000 army, we can only provide 3,000 pieces of black armor and 5,000 weapons."

"As for other meat, grain and grass, there is only half a month's supply."

There was a hint of shame in the old man's voice when he said these words.

This amount of supplies and armor is really too much to take out.

"I'll give you two days. After two days, you will be in charge of the camp of the Third East Camp. If the weak water monster breaks the camp, I will hold you accountable. Maybe you can do it?"

Stationed in the East Three Battalions?

There, is there still a camp to speak of?

Xu Cheng shook the sign and stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go and rectify the soldiers and horses."

"Hey, General Xu, don't tell me, we have prepared some wine and food. You have won a big victory today, so you should celebrate." A veteran smiled, then raised his hand, and a group of soldiers walked in with food and wine.

There is a lot of meat, probably more than a hundred catties.

They are all slaughtered and roasted by ordinary cattle and horses.

There are also wine, a total of three jars.

It just looks bad.

Xu Cheng knew that these were a few rare generals who were above the fourth level, raised in the Taoist world, and only brought them out at critical times.

The dao world of these generals has been difficult to replenish for so many years, and it has reached the point where its supplies are exhausted.

Moreover, with the erosion of death energy, these dao realms are also constantly shrinking.

Every time the Dao Realm is opened, it is an extremely painful thing for these people.

Looking at the wine and meat again, Xu Cheng shook his head and said, "Enjoy it, I'm not interested in these."

Naturally not interested.

Who would be interested in this kind of meat that doesn't even have aura?

And that wine, that kind of wine, can it be considered wine?

Xu Cheng arched his hands and strode away.

Seeing him leave, everyone in the big tent looked at each other.

"Here, Boy Xu, there seems to be something..." Someone whispered.

The Futu Armor is not an ordinary battle armor.

Those who can take out such a battle armor really have some background.

"Send this battle armor to the refining camp, and invite several masters to study it carefully." The white-haired veteran Futu Armor surnamed Meng handed it to a warrior behind him.

"I understand." The general whispered.

"Hehe, everyone, this wine and food can't be wasted..." The veteran looked at the wine and meat in front of him, his eyes lit up, and his throat moved slightly.

"Hey, I haven't tasted this wine and meat for almost ten years." Behind him, several warriors all waved their index fingers.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite, we are considered to be in the honor of Xu Xiaozi." The veteran surnamed Meng laughed, stretched out his hand to grab a piece of fleshy bone, tore it off, leaned in front of him, and took a long breath.

Others also hurriedly started.

For a moment, the big tent was filled with joy.

...

When Xu Cheng returned to the camp, he saw that the camp was full of black-faced strong men, all of them looked at him with green eyes.

Xu Cheng trembled all over, touched his face, and felt relieved when he saw that A was still there.

Not for sex.

That's good.

"grown ups!"

"Meet Lord Qiongqi!"

"Welcome Lord Qiongqi!"

...

The soldiers with shining eyes clasped their fists at Xu Cheng and shouted.

Xu Cheng cupped his hands in return, and then walked into the camp,

"My lord, these brothers all want to serve under your command, and want to join our Qiongqi team, but..." Liao Chen came over, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment.

"Just what?" Xu Cheng asked.

Liao Chen opened his mouth, looked around, then lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, these are all veterans of many battles. There are so many people, how to choose, I leave it to my lord to decide."

pick?

Xu Cheng turned his head.

All the soldiers looked up at him with nervous expressions on their faces.

This is the Qiongqi team!

If you can enter, you may be able to drink the fine wine you drank today again at some point in the future.

"My lord, I, a certain combat power is not bad, take me..." A big and strong man stuttered and looked at Xu Cheng.

"My lord, I once fought the Twelve Water Demons on the Forgotten River, and I still have the bust armor given by the captain." On the other side, someone patted the twelve notches on his armor and shouted.

"My lord, you want a certain..."

"My lord, I wish to fight to the death, fight to the death!"

...

Xu Cheng waved his hand to silence everyone.

"Liao Chen, serve wine."

As soon as Xu Cheng raised his hand, large wine jars hugging each other appeared on the high platform.

So many wine jars!

This is pure wine!

Before everyone could react, Xu Cheng waved again.

"Boom—"

A pile of steaming meat was placed on a tall shelf and landed on a high platform.

It was produced by those disciples who practiced the fire-type Taoism in the Profound Sky World.

This meat is all sea monster meat hunted in the Yunlong Great Realm, which contains vigorous energy and blood.

Ordinary flames can't cook these flesh and blood at all, only Taoist flames can cook these meat thoroughly.

"Divide all these meats. If it is soaked in death, the taste will not be good." Xu Cheng said again.

meat!

The smell has already penetrated into the nose.

"My lord, this is true," a strong man cupped his fists towards Xu Cheng, and said loudly, "My lord, if you take someone under your command, you will definitely eat this wine and food, anyway, this life is entrusted to you."

"It's just that if your team doesn't accept X, X will have no face to eat and drink."

His words made all the soldiers nod.

Many people resisted turning their heads away.

Where is this place?

This place is the bank of the River of Forgetfulness!

Here, every drop of wine and every piece of meat is precious.

It was Xu Cheng's wish to take out the things this time.

But everyone can't accept these things for nothing.

Because, everyone here, except for an immortal life, really has nothing in return.

I ate wine and meat today, but I can't return it!

"Haha, don't worry, everyone!"

Xu Cheng glanced at everyone, his eyes were full of light, and then he held up a brass-colored token.

"I have been promoted to Captain Wanfu, Captain Zhangtai, and I can lead 30,000 troops under my command!"

Sir Wan!

Captain Zhangtai!

Doesn't that mean that Master Qiongqi wants to recruit tens of thousands of soldiers!

No need to argue, everyone in today's big camp can be selected!

"Meet the General!"

"General, XX will be your man from now on!"

"General, you can do whatever you want with these three hundred catties!"

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...

Xu Cheng pointed at the meat with a smile and said, "The meat is about to change its taste."

"boom--"

A group of soldiers couldn't bear it anymore, ran to the wooden frame, grabbed a handful each, and stuffed them into the opening.

"It smells..."

"This is the meat..."

"Unfortunately, I'm familiar with it, otherwise, it's easy to use."

...

Those wine and meat are only enough for no one to take a bite.

"This wine, this pure wine, I don't even remember what it tastes like..." The eight-foot man just held the empty wine bowl and shrugged.

"Hey, why am I not? Back then, was that more than ten thousand years ago? My house is next door to a winemaking workshop, the smell of distiller's grains..."

Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the entire camp changed from eagerness to sadness, and from sadness to solemnity.

The soldiers who had enjoyed the food stood in line consciously.

As these troops formed formations, pillars of blood and blood rose up.

The meat he ate just now was full of energy and blood.

Although it is impossible to disperse the dead energy from these people, it can relieve it to some extent, allowing traces of qi and blood to flow in their dry meridians, and traces of aura to be generated in their bodies.

This long-lost sense of nourishment made everyone fight.

What's the point of dying?

"General! Mark Liao Chen's report!"

"Team Qiongqi, 2,157 soldiers, all members are present, please review!"

Two thousand one hundred and fifty-seven soldiers.

Xu Cheng glanced over everyone's faces.

On the faces of these people, there are still streaks of unrefined vitality.

They were once the sons of a certain family and the husbands of a certain person in the Profound Sky World.

For ten thousand years, they have been thinking about returning to Tianxuan all the time.

It's a pity, I'm afraid they won't be able to go back...

What's the use of going back after thousands of years?

In the vicissitudes of life, things are changing and people are changing.

Great Qin, all died long ago.

Everybody knows.

It's just that everyone keeps these things in their hearts.

They guard the bank of the River of Forgetfulness, and what they guard is the Great Qin in their hearts!

Taking a deep breath, Xu Cheng slowly raised his hand, and said lightly, "Would you say that you have no clothes—"

"Same-gown with-son-"

Or humming, or screaming, or hesitating, or excited...

The long-forgotten battle songs gathered into a river, and traveled through time, back to the Great Qin Emperor Capital where the banners were flying and the streets and alleys were empty thousands of years ago.

"boom--"

A battle armor landed in the open space in the camp.

"Warriors, one day, I will take you back to Daqin!" Xu Cheng clenched his fists and shouted!