Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 480 Political Council (32)

The night before the opening of the Buzhou battlefield, the ten corps were finally confirmed, and the party sent an additional hundred foundation-building physicians into each corps station in batches to prepare for the rescue of the seriously injured monks who were sent out. After it was emptied, the mighty healer left Wugou Palace and sat guarding the exit in person.

The battlefield is much more dangerous than the fighting room. Anyone may be dying. Even if the general will save the heart of the seriously injured monk, if the rescue is not timely, the chance of death is still extremely high.

It's a pity that this point-general platform can only enter and leave the foundation, so we can only send the foundation-building doctors to wait in various stations, so as to quickly treat the wounded, transfer them to the outside of the point-general platform in time, and hand them over to the powerful doctors for treatment.

"Set the table first, are the stretchers all ready?"

"Put all the medicine bandages on the table, so as to save you from rummaging through the storage bag in a panic when you get it."

As soon as Jiang Jinjiu stepped into the corps garrison with a gun in his hand, he saw a row of tables in front of the military mansion, and there were many stretchers piled up on the ground. It hurts just to look at it, "Oh, Mr. Cen, I have to make a call with the little brothers and sisters of the doctor." Say hello, maybe it won't be long before you will be the one lying on it."

In a blink of an eye, he puffed up his chest and walked towards the most beautiful doctor girl, Cen Xi helplessly covered his eyes, "It's so bright."

"It would be so ugly to be carried out. I just hope that I can win a good game." Guan Anshan looked at these doctors, not wishing that he would fall into their hands at all, and hoped that the group had chosen the right one.

Six people from the Shanhai world entered the second round. Zai Feixing, Sui Qinghan, and Kang Zizhen were invited by Xuan Cheng. He and Cen Xi chose Zhan Changfeng's side, and Cang Lang went to a corps called Fangcun for no reason.

Cen Xi said, "If you try your best, you will always gain something. Judging by the ranking of members, our regiment must be in the top five in terms of overall strength."

Hundreds of people who had just gone through a run-in training returned to the military mansion one after another for the final rest. Zhan Changfeng greeted the doctors and walked to the stone tablet standing in front of the military mansion. It showed the names of ten regiments on it. It is also the entrance and exit of Buzhou Battlefield.

The ten regiments are Her Hanshan, Liu Zhangfeng's Zeyan, Ning Qiwu's Nanfeng, Xuancheng's Tongyuan, Baili Wuya's Fangcun, Yan Tiantian's Qing Cang, Zhao Wuming's Han Xiao, Hei Shengyu Xiao Yi's Xue Chuan, Gao He's Chang Qu, and the determination to build a corps with the determination to miss the next round, their strength and ambition are definitely not small.

Although the latter seven are not in the top ten, they are also in the top hundred. The specific strength will not be known until they meet each other on the battlefield.

The lower-ranked monks can't be underestimated either, maybe they have a strong enough inheritance. They don't have the desire to be famous, so they don't want to compete for a high ranking.

"Lu Chen has joined Liu Zhangfeng's regiment, and his cultivation seems to have improved." Yu Shen, who was stationed later, saw Lu Chen go to the Zeyan Corps in the Jinwu Hall, and came to talk to Zhan Changfeng by the way.

She and Yu Shenjian have some quarrels because of their different positions in the elders' meeting, but now they are outside the circle and have common interests to maintain, some things are temporarily forgotten, and I don't see Qingfan. People who have been hostile on the battlefield can talk together calmly?
A person like Yu Shen who understands the overall situation can't do anything to lose his temper.

The two naturally seemed to be colleagues who had worked together for a long time.

"Lu Chen's attack range is very large, his defense is solid, and he is a difficult character. If, as you said, his cultivation base has improved again, if you encounter him alone on the battlefield, if you can't resist, just avoid him."

Yu Shen's expression moved slightly, "Then how many people in the regiment do you think can defeat him?"

"It's hard to say, there are big loopholes in judging the strength by the rank of the combat power list, and I don't know your full strength, so I can't judge."

"Aren't you afraid of miscalculation if you don't know the full strength of the members?" Yu Shen looked at Zhan Changfeng. She was too calm, which made people feel uneasy.

Ask yourself, his unreliability is probably because he doesn't believe that someone who he has never considered as an opponent before has suddenly changed from a weak wolf to a liger, and is about to lead elites from all walks of life to fight against the corps led by those princes and sects of the dynasty.

Zhan Changfeng didn't explain, and comforted, "You don't have to trust me, just trust yourself, just as I believe that even if you all fall, I can defeat a thousand."

Yu Shen, who was not comforted at all, had nothing to say, exhaled, and left by himself.The man was so confident that his struggles were wasted.

Time passed quickly, the stele shone brightly, and the entire station was filled with the sound of trumpets sounding out of thin air. Everyone quickly came to the stele. At this time, the stele had turned into a door of light, and it made people dizzy to look at it for a long time.

"Get ready to go in, Captain!" Jiang Jinjiu shouted to Zhan Changfeng.

"We're ready, Commander!"

Zhan Changfeng finally reminded, "After entering the battlefield, act in the team we have previously divided. Don't expand the scope too much. The first task is to find a stronghold and keep in touch at any time."

"Yes!"

"go!"

Zhan Changfeng stepped into the light gate first, and after his body was wrapped and squeezed by the invisible force, his foot fell into the air, and the sky and earth became clear again. The wind blew past his ears, and he fell in mid-air!

She adjusted her figure, like a big bird darting into the vast forest below, and the others fell one after another.

"Scatter, search for a radius of ten miles." Zhan Changfeng quickly sent a message to everyone. Most of them had participated in the battle in Zhouzhou and knew the current key points. Hearing the sound, they grouped into groups according to the arrangement before, and quietly disappeared into the forest .

Six people in a team, in groups of two, search in one direction.

Zhan Changfeng, Shuoyu, Yu Sheng, Yu Shen, Jiang Mo, and Wu Feiyu headed southeast, and then divided into three roads not far apart to explore separately.

The rule of the club is that the top three corps in the Buzhou battlefield are eligible to enter the third round, but since the Buzhou battlefield is used as a competition venue, the rules are beyond the control of the club.

Buzhou battlefield has its own rules of victory and defeat.

Legend has it that the Buzhou Battlefield was originally a training ground for the corps and legions under the command of the God of the Six Paths, so it has strong military characteristics.

The initial position of each corps is different, it may be far away, or it may be very close, but this is not the point, the point is that the battle is for the territory, which will last for one month, and the final victory will be determined by the number of territories .

The topography of the battlefield changes every game, sometimes in the desert, sometimes on the plain, sometimes on the island, this time it is obviously dominated by forests.

The entire battlefield will be divided into many areas, and each area has a temple. The temple is the center of this area. Controlling the temple means controlling this area. In addition, the area distribution map in the temple is also theirs. most needed.

They must quickly understand how big the battlefield is, divided into several areas, and then decide how to attack these areas.

The ancient trees are towering, and there are occasional strange birds screaming. The enemies on the battlefield are not only other corps, but also many unknown dangers, such as fierce beasts, poisons, and dangerous situations.

A gray-skinned long-billed bird with fleshy wings passed through the forest, screaming, and was rolled down by a whip-like afterimage.

Shuo Prison took a closer look, and saw that the roots of the thorn bush in front of him were dark red, with long and sharp thorn heads, and they were covered with shriveled corpses of birds. The freshest one was just rolled off, and blood was dripping down the stems. Woolen cloth.

"A living thornbush?"

As soon as he made a sound, several thorns and long whips danced wildly, like an angry bull.

Shuo Prison was about to make a move, but Zhan Changfeng stopped him and flew away.

The two got far away, and the thorn shrank back, quietly and motionless.

"Leader?" Shuo Prison asked.

The corners of Zhan Changfeng's mouth turned slightly, he picked up a stone and threw it towards the thorn bush, and it was crushed by the thorns as soon as he got close.

She grabbed another rabbit with fangs and threw it over, but it was still sent flying.

A bird flew by in the sky, Zhan Changfeng knocked down one, threw it over, a thorn happily wrapped it around, and hung it on its thorn.

Look at the stupid Shuo prison: .
"Interesting, I haven't heard of this type of thorns." Zhan Changfeng opened the photo stone, and said, "Go around, don't disturb them."

Captain, we are not here to study new plants.

(End of this chapter)