Village Building Order Frenzy

The mountain is like a dragon, winding for thousands of miles without seeing the end.

The city is like a tiger, full of hideous, domineering and spontaneous.

Standing on the tall and heavy city wall, facing the howling violent wind, Zhang Yang suddenly felt that he was extremely small.

This kind of vast project, which takes a whole country and a whole race, took five hundred years and invested hundreds of millions of dollars, without a special description, can make people feel awe-inspiring and dare not make mistakes.

Zhang Yang didn't even dare to release the soul field because he was afraid of being suppressed. This was not an illusion, but the extremely dangerous feeling his keen talent brought him.

There is no doubt that such a project that can suppress the national movement is not something he can imagine and look up to as a small village chief.

"When will Lao Tzu's village develop and grow, with such a powerful force that swallows mountains and rivers like a tiger?"

With a lot of emotions, Zhang Yang is simply obsessed with looking at the lofty mountains here and the battlefield of Xiao Sha, forgetting the fact that he has entered the camp of the dead.

He even felt that this was the biggest gain from his trip.

A person's growth is inseparable from knowledge and experience, and it is impossible to say who is more important.

But let Zhang Yang say that knowledge is like flesh and blood, which can be obtained by the method of filling, experience is like the five internal organs, and it can be obtained by tasting bitterness and bitterness. Only the vigor and strength are the most difficult to touch.

"Qi needs to swallow the mountains and rivers to nourish the accumulation, and it is bound to build the iron prison city to live on its own.

"My lord, don't be stunned, it's time to go on the road, it's not too late, but you have to beheaded."

An old voice sounded. Looking back, a white-haired human head in the iron cage was talking. Oh, and the body. The ghost knew how the old man stuck his head out of the iron cage. Thought it was the spoils hanging over here.

That's right, this is the camp of the blatant dead men. There are five big iron cages, which contain 17 gray-haired old men, and most of them are the kind who lack arms and legs. People are old, but tempered. .

There are also fourteen white-haired grandmothers who are old and not old-fashioned.

There are twenty-one strong men, though they are strong, but their souls are gone.

Nineteen beautiful, delicate women, although they are beautiful, they are really beautiful (slobber).

In the end, there were fifteen teenagers, although they were small and courageous, they were crying.

So this task is quite cheating. Zhang Yang thought that the death camp he was assigned to was Duan Kuan’s group, but it turned out to be a group of criminals and their relatives. They didn’t know what serious crimes they committed, so the whole family was all together. It's here entirely, isn't this just another way of death?

Of course, his new identity, Dong Cheng, was not much better, and he was directly assigned to the dead camp.

"Trigger a super hidden mission!"

A blood-red message was suddenly reflected on the open eyes, very shocking.

"Explanation, because you have acquired a new identity perfectly, you have triggered the Super Hidden Mission with a 5% chance of triggering."

"The task details, in the next three days of rotation, to ensure that enough soldiers from the death camp survive."

"Specific rewards to ensure that ten soldiers from the dead camp survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village building order recruitment panel."

"Ensure that the fifty soldiers from the dead camp survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village building order recruitment panel."

"Ensure that all soldiers from the dead camp survive. They will become your true subordinates and can be included in the village building order recruitment panel."

"Friendly reminder, among the 86 soldiers in the dead soldier camp, there is a royal population × 1, aristocratic population × 19, and elite population × 66."

"what!"

Zhang Yang immediately exploded his hair. At this moment, he went to see the old, weak, sick and faint in the iron cage. It was really as bearable as a big ingot.

There is a king-level population, and there are as many as 19 aristocratic populations, and the rest are all elites.

Wait, this task is very difficult. This group of people has almost no combat effectiveness. They only rely on Lao Tzu to go to the most dangerous place, the deadman camp. Of course, they must go first in every battle.

No wonder there are such generous rewards, because this is almost an impossible task.

"Who is the king-level population?"

Zhang Yang wanted to check from the village building order, but found nothing. Undoubtedly, he must make sure that the family is intact. Otherwise, he is very likely to be the king-level lord because of the death of a person. After all, he is not. Ou Huang.

After staring deeply at the old man outside the overhanging railing for a few seconds, Zhang Yang asked, "Where is Balduling?"

"Fifty miles away, we will go out of the fortress and build on a lonely mountain. It can only accommodate a hundred people to fight. It is the most famous Jedi in the defense system of the Great Wall in Tianliang Mountain. The mirage will take the lead in every attack. Attack here, otherwise you will feel uneasy."

The white-haired old man talked eloquently, his expression was calm, and he was very dear to the defenses here.

Zhang Yang frowned,

"That's not right, did the general in charge of command here have his head drawn? Don't put elites on such an important place, but let you old, weak, sick and disabled guard, even if your lives are worthless, is it the importance of this bald mountain? Isn't it worth the money?"

"Hey, kid, you're not a vegetable bag. That's right. Balduling fortress was captured by mirage demon soldiers in the early hours of yesterday morning. This time we are going to regain Balduling. Well, let’s attack with our camp There are still 30,000 elites, but we are the first to board."

The white-haired old man said with a smile, not taking his impending death seriously.

However, Zhang Yang's forehead is booming at the moment, and even now he wants to give up the mission, no, he has decided to give up this mission, come back, what happened to Lao Tzu as a deserter?

Even if I go back to dig the roots of the grass and gnaw the bark, I will never do this task that is simply a death. People are dead. How can I be worthy of those little beauties who are like flowers?

"Do you want to give up this mission? If you choose to give up, you will return directly, and there will be no more extraordinary trials in the future."

There is information on the village building order to map in time, and it is still a conscience. This is not a task that must be completed.

The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, and finally he sighed. Nima, I just had a lot of pride in my heart, swallowing the mountains and rivers with anger, like a tiger, so I can become a deserter?

"Old man, please tell me more carefully, can our army retake the Bald Head Ridge in this attack?"

Zhang Yang settled down, whether he was fighting or not, he had to figure it out.

"Yes, in the 437 years since Balduling Fortress was established, the fortress has fallen into the enemy's hands eight thousand nine hundred and one time, and we have retaken it eight thousand nine hundred times. I have said that the place is In the Jedi, defensive cannot be defended, and offensive is not easy to attack, but under the siege of a large army, it is only easy to retake it. Of course, it is easy to lose it."

"Wait, is it useful to keep such a terrain?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"It's useful. This is one of the best flesh-and-blood grinding discs that consumes the strength of the mirage demon soldiers. The demon soldiers have to attack, and we must defend."

"Then we have become a death-dealer?"

"We were going to die, otherwise, why call the death camp, idiot, or I will go to the brothel to pay a sister to wake you up?" The white-haired old man blinked, as if laughing stupidly.

That's right, they are all dead soldiers' camps, and they must be carrying out missions that are mortal and difficult. Since ancient times, no dead soldiers' camps in the army have been used to **** grain and grass and hide behind them.

He had taken it for granted before. In fact, he should have thought of it. From the moment he became the leader of the death camp, he should understand what he was going to face next.

This is fair.

Because Duan Kuan and the other testers must eventually be sent to the dead men camp to go to the Bald Ridge Fortress to survive.

Only because of Zhang Yang's previous efforts, he became the leader of the camp of the dead, not the dead. He can arrange strategies in advance and can defend according to his own wishes, without observing the rigid orders of the superior.

This is the advantage he has won.

And this reward is indeed jealous.

In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed in Zhang Yang's mind, and then he asked: "You old and weak women and children, can you make it to Baldou Mountain at midnight?"

"Of course not. Even if we are all in shackles, we still have to take weapons. If we walk, we have to walk until noon tomorrow."

"From here to Balduling, is there a big car?"

"Yes, the Great Wall Defense Line has been in operation for five hundred years. It is no longer a simple fortification. There are gallops between the fortresses. If there is a big car, we can arrive in an hour. Don't worry about losing the time. But you The second son of the Marquis who has fallen out of favor and committed a serious crime. Do you think you can get a big cart?"

"If I were you, I would simply close my eyes and jump out, and there would be no troubles."

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Zhang Yang smiled, turned his head and left. He is still a captain now, so as long as he is not a deserter, he can still pass freely within the Great Wall defense line.

He went directly to the granary on the defense line here. Sun Wencai was still unloading the cargo. He hadn't left, and was chatting with a white-faced middle-aged man.

After seeing Zhang Yang, Sun Wencai hesitated for a while, and he just heard it. Zhang Yang, the school captain, was sent to the death camp, and he was bound to die, so there was no future.

But in the end he gave Zhang Yang a hand and said, "Master General, this is the warrior I told you about. He cut the twins with a single sword. He was brave and brave. If this Captain was not here this time, I would die without a place to be buried ."

"Oh?"

The white-faced man took a look at Zhang Yang, then took a look at Sun Wencai, and then smiled: "School Lieutenant Dong Cheng, I don’t know you still have such bravery. I knew that. Why did you do it in the first place? It’s a bit of a responsibility. It’s for the sake of my little sister. Let’s talk about what you want, as long as it is not excessive. Before you die, I will try my best to satisfy you."