"Wu Ming, the God Sacrifice is missing, it's too shameful. If you are not interested in the God Sacrifice, then aren't interested in the old opponents we fight with at all?"

A ray of light flashed through Wuming's black eyes. Since he woke up again, he had an indescribable desire to fight in his body. At this time, when he thought of the previous battle, he couldn't help but feel a little fucking.

"If possible, I hope not to fight against the Gods Festival, but to fight against each other in private." Wuming's figure disappeared into Mingjian's eyes, and only his words were still echoing in his ears: "The Gods Festival is just a conspiracy of the Heavenly Court, and there is no need to go."

Conspiracy? Ming Jian squinted his eyes and the sword light was pounding in his eyes. This statement is somewhat similar to the complaints he had in his father's words in the past.

Back then, Natsumi also participated in the Gods Festival. Whenever Mingjian asked about the Gods Festival, Natsumi always said anything, but he always said something vaguely, showing that he didn't want to say it.

The Mingjian family has a very strange tradition, that is, instead of telling the younger generation, it is better to let him experience many things on his own.

Although, even though he knew that the God Sacrifice was not a good thing, Naomi still adhered to the tradition of his family: everyone is different! They need to walk on their own!

After leaving Ming Jian, Wuming returned to the medical camp. As soon as his feet touched the ground, a person rushed out of the tent like lightning. His speed was so fast that he was amazed.

There is no murderous impact from anyone, and there is no need to be deliberately prevented. At the same time, I can see who the person rushes to the scene clearly.

"Wu Ming rushed out of the tent, Sima Wudi used his force. He was as rich as a lover who was separated from his life and death. If he was not familiar with the two, he would really think that the two had something wrong with him.

Wuming was confused by Sima Wudi's enthusiasm. This ancient weirdo always hides his strength. Even if he makes repeated breakthroughs, he still wants to hide his young nobles. What happened today?

"You finally woke up Sima Wudi wiped all the secretions from his body against Wuming's body, without any of the demeanor that aristocrats should have. Instead, they compete with the special forces' people.

Thinking of Sima Wudi's cold message full of murderous aura in his coma, Wuming was even more curious. This person's mental state seemed to be worse than that of Domotoki. Domotoki was just paranoid and crazy, and this Sima Wudi was even more incomprehensible.

Wuming finally broke free from Sima Wudi's hug and heard him say, "Actually... I had no choice at that time. If you don't wake up again, that dead girl Zhao Lengtong wants me to be the pioneer. Replace your position. Isn't this clearly let me die? So, I have to threaten you, don't you blame me, right?"

"I believe you won't blame me." Sima Wudi didn't have the opportunity to talk to Wuming at all. He said to himself: "In the past few days, more and more people have diarrhea in the military camp, and many of them have not even had the strength to get weapons. You are seriously injured and unconscious. The two things together. The morale is unprecedentedly low. I heard that the Blue Turban Bandit has received news, and today the information says they may be launching an attack again."

Dizziness? Wuming was a little confused. There were indeed many people in this medical camp who looked pale, but they did not suffer any external injuries. It was obviously caused by too much consumption of their bodies. Some strong officers now have some changes in their faces.

"I just say what you think." Sima Wudi spread his hands and said helplessly: "Now, the poisoned people have been investigated strictly, but they can't find out at all. This large area of ​​this kind of camp has diarrhea, and it is obvious that one person can't do it. If it's a gang, someone should be exposed."

There are many generals and soldiers from old corps in the military camp. Maybe they can't do other things, but the army is still very experienced. Is this really just an accident?

"Anyway!" Sima Wubi patted Wuming's shoulder: "You are awake now. I'll go and tell Zhao Erya! The matter of dying... No! I'll leave it to you to do the matter of making meritorious contributions!"

"Sima Wudi." Wuming shouted at the young noble who was about to leave.

"You have something to do with me?" Although Sima Wudi's words were full of curiosity, there was no such feeling on the surface and in his eyes.

"Can you tell me why you, who don't need to fight, frequently break through to the sixth-level master?" Wu Ming asked in a straightforward way.

"This..." Sima Wudi paused for a moment, and he thought seriously: "I don't know. I heard that you have entered the sixth level, so I thought I could enter the sixth level, but I ended up entering."

What is this answer? Wuming knew that there was something called genius in this world. In the competition for the No. 1 Master in the Army, the younger generation of geniuses appeared frequently, and even super geniuses like Xiao Tianci, the Dragon Man Kingdom, made a stunning appearance. However, compared to Sima Wudi, those geniuses seemed to have become a little unworthy of their reputation.

"By the way! Don't announce it to the public." Sima Wudi lowered his voice again: "Now people are afraid of being famous. Look at you who are the best masters of the younger generation in the world. When did you fight, don't you go ahead and do the highest mortality rate? So, I'd better be my second-level master and third-level master."

Wuming was speechless to such a person, and at the same time he felt that Sima Wudi's words were somewhat unreal. Perhaps when he was sleeping, Sima Wudi, who left a message, was the real Sima Wudi!

Sima Wudi has left. Wuming knew that Zhao Lengtong might issue a military order through Nalan Yuan Skill soon. Since you have to fight at least make sufficient preparations in advance, it is necessary to go back to the 16th Legion first.

The Sixteenth Legion, the worst legion in the Shenlong Kingdom in the past, and even many legions that civilians didn't know about it. Now this legion has made its name in the Shenlong Kingdom and even the entire continent, all of which is due to Wuming himself.

Compared with the lifelessness in other armies, the morale of the 16th Legion remains very high. Wuming entered the military camp and praised the Black Dragon King Li Tianjiao's military management methods. He actually managed the army in an orderly manner when the commander of the army was seriously injured and unconscious. The strongest civilian general of the old generation was indeed extraordinary.

If the situation is inconsistent, Wuming knew that he would never be able to do as much as Li Tianjiao. Being able to get the assistance of a powerful man like the Black Dragon King is also a great luck in life.

When you quickly moved into the current camp, you heard Gu Li's generous laughter ringing throughout the camp: "Haha! Sister-in-law! Have you Anbu people joined the newcomer again? This time the technique is very clumsy!"

In the tent, Gu Li laughed out loud with a bowl full of rice. In addition to him, there were many special forces personnel from the special forces team, and they all walked out happily with their bowls.

Li Jia walked out with a cold expression and came to Gu Lie to take the bowl and check it. In the past two days, the beauty gradually twisted together, and the bad face slowly appeared on her cold face.

"The person who drugged the training has doubled." Li Jia left a verdict coldly and turned to look at the members of the Anbu who appeared in the crowd.

Shake your head, shake your head, or shake your head.

All the members of the Animals were shaking their heads, and no one admitted that they did the things they did this time.

Li Jia looked at Gu Lie's job suspiciously again: "This is not what we Anbu did."

"Isn't the Anbu of the eldest sister?" The special forces team members were also a little surprised: "The 16th Legion has the right to do such things. Only the Anbu of the camp is right. If it is not the Anbu, who did this?"

"Let me take a look." Wuming flashed to Gu Lie. Many people in the camp who didn't know the news of Wuming's awakening and recovery collectively exclaimed, and their excited expressions instantly occupied all their nerves on the ground.

The nameless general has awakened! The nameless general has recovered! The nameless general is indeed immortal!

The old corps who knew how to observe morale for a moment stood outside the 16th Legion and looked at the 16th Legion's camp position curiously, and were all wondering what had happened that could suddenly increase the morale of this camp so much?

The method of drugging is not bad, but the way of drugging still shows cleverness.

Wuming looked at the rice bowl in his hand. During the war, he would use silver needles to detect the rice in the army to see if it was poisoned.

It is almost impossible to succeed if you poison it. Even if you succeed, you will not be able to achieve results on a large scale. After all, each military camp has a corresponding fire-headed army, and each is in charge of the food in its own camp. It is impossible that no one can find out.

But this laxative... Wuming weighed the rice bowl in his hand, and the silver needle could not be detected.

"Neon General."

Princess Zhao Er, who was mentioned by Sima Wudi, appeared in the camp. She held the flag she got from Nalan Yuanshu in her hand: "The Marshal has an order, you can lead the army to fight against the Blue Troubles."

As a soldier, being promoted to war in an era of war is your job.

Wuming took over the order flag, and Zhao Lengtong said again: "Wuming, after fighting this war, I will challenge you again."

Wuming didn't say anything. Although the princess in front of her had entered a new realm, she had already embarked on a deviant path without realizing it. Her future achievements may become limited, and she is not a big enemy compared to the princess Domotoki.

Looking at Zhao Lengtong's departure, Wuming shook his head and sighed. It is also a very sad thing for a person to always live in a self-constructed world. If he cannot break the barriers in his heart, at least there will be no great development in martial arts.

The low voice of the horn of the war slowly rang throughout the military camp, and the morale of the large number of soldiers was as deep and powerless as the sound of the horn of the war.

Gu Lie leaped his stegosaurus and poked the dragon spear in his hand into the sky and shouted heroically: "My sons! I haven't cleaned up the blue scarf bandits these days, and they actually rushed out and screamed again! Let's go with me to chop them!"

"Boss, I know you are brave, but let me fight this battle." Zhang Feng slapped Wuming's shoulder, and rushed towards the assembly position with his hands,

"Boss, this time you sit aside and watch us fight!"

"Every time you take action, the bunch of bastards on the opposite side really think that our camp special forces are a decoration!"

The soldiers and pranks walked quickly by Wuming with their weapons, and their faces were filled with sincere concern.

In the last battle, Domotoki later told the members of the special forces that Wuming should have forced his battle without much combat power, so he did not leave the giant gods in any case.

After learning about this situation, the special forces team members were of course in a dead silence. Today Wuming woke up, how much combat power does he have?

Zhang Feng and the others didn't know! Everyone only knew that Wuming fought for them last time when his physical condition was serious and he had problems. He would rather the giant god weapon explode and hurt himself than hurt them!

Always live under the wings of nameless? You can always be protected by the wings of nameless? No!

Li Jia stood beside Wuming with little apple in his arms and caringly: "I won't stop you, I remember someone is waiting for you to come back."

"Soon." Wuming raised his wide-back hunting knife and took over the strong bow that the soldiers desperately helped him snatch back on the battlefield last time: "Cook the food and wait for me."

Without spreading the dragon wings, and without riding on the wind, Wuming turned over an ordinary war horse, which was his strong point for chopping him, but sneak attack was his best way of fighting!

This is war, there is no light or justice, there is land here but who can survive.

The dark armor and helmet were buckled on his face. Only a pair of shining eyes were revealed, most of the murderous aura hidden. It was not so conspicuous when mixed in the Sixteenth Legion.

Unless you meet an old acquaintance and can still see the wide-back hunting knife at a glance during the melee of countless people, it will be difficult for anyone to recognize that this will be the invincible general of the Shenlong Kingdom.

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Shenlong Kingdom sent troops at about the same speed. The battle formations of both sides were almost opened at the same time. Nalan Yuanshu was already standing high on the observation stand. He looked at the Sixteenth Legion curiously, trying to find Wuming's location.

The number one master in the army did not die, and this news made Nalan Yuanshu both happy and lost.

Wuming hides his aura. This time he takes the formation to kill at least one of the opponent's true masters with enough weight!

The morale of the army of the Shenlong Kingdom is too low. Even if you appear now, you can increase your morale, but you will not have the morale that soars into the sky like last time.

The number one master of the Shenlong Kingdom is back on the verge of death, which seriously hits everyone's morale. Even domestic newspapers have been banned. If anyone dares to report such a thing, then wait to close the door!

Shenlong Kingdom is a relatively free country, but the country's traditions are not taken into consideration when Wuming was seriously injured.

Only by killing the opponent's senior general can you truly increase your morale!

"No name..." The amnesiac female pirate military advisor stood beside Li Jia, staring at the murderous aura in the sky: "I seem to feel my relatives in the other party's camp..."

Relative? Li Jia quickly and carefully looked at the other person. Should this amnesia-lost woman recover her memory at this time? Or is it the relative she mentioned...

Li Jia still remembers Wuming's words, this woman has super strength and should be a member of the so-called God Warrior.

Could it be...? Li Jia raised his eyelids, did the God Warrior go out directly this time? Wuming once said that the God Warrior, like the Nuwa warrior, would not directly intervene in this war! Could it be... Could it be that the so-called God has awakened? The God Warrior has received new instructions?

Woo...

The horn of war sounded full of murderous aura. Li Jia heard the drum beat of war more and more urgently. The sound of war horses galloping and hitting the ground even though he stood far away from the battlefield, he could still feel the slight trembling from the ground.

On the various watchtowers on the battlefield, various flags were waving. Li Jia knew that it was their respective corps commanders or deputy corps commanders who were commanding the battles of the various units of the corps.

Wuming's side was naturally under the command of Li Tianjiao. The veteran general who wanted to go into battle and killed the enemy with passion, saw Wuming's return, helplessly put the gun that was about to go into battle and kill the enemy back to his subordinates' hands.

After the last battle, the Sixteenth Legion fought the most majestic battle of the Shenlong Kingdom army. Today, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom naturally did not dare to underestimate the Sixteenth Legion, and directly replaced it with the same elite legion.

At the beginning of the battle, neither side invested all its troops and tried to command several camps to entangle and squeeze each other.

The eight thousand people in the camp were not impulsive immediately. If the eight thousand strongest soldiers rushed out, the other party would not mind taking a team of magicians in exchange for the strongest elite soldiers.

The strongest team must play the strongest role at the most critical moment!

The eight thousand people, almost entirely composed of pirates, collided with the Taiping Army team. The sound of weapons and the shouts of soldiers suddenly rang out on the battlefield.

Zhang Feng had good eyesight. He looked at the flashing blades among the eight thousand people, and suddenly whispered to Gu Lie beside him: "I said, do you think the one holding the gun looks like our leader?"

"This..." Gu Lie's eyesight was OK, he opened his mouth and looked for a long time and murmured: "It seems that he is really a head."

Wuming suppressed his strength, and the wide-back hunting knife on his waist never took action. An ordinary spear in his hand flew up and down, and each shot pierced an enemy's throat.

The white gun quickly turned into a red gun soaked in blood. The pirates were surprised. Where did they come from? Why didn’t they find such a brave warrior in their camp before?

The Sixteenth Legion had a good morale, and Wuming secretly helped, all of whom were choosing those tougher enemies to attack.

There are the strongest people in an army, there are the strongest people in a division, and there are naturally the strongest people in a team.

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Army, which had eight thousand people, soon discovered that the strong men in their respective brigades were quickly disappearing.

Death in battle is not a rare thing for soldiers, but if the other weak people in a unit are still alive and the strong are all visiting the God of Death's house, this can only show that there are big problems.
Chapter completed!