"Brother Zhao, General Zhao, where is mine?"

There were still calls on the campus, but He Shuangchi wanted to cry without tears.

In addition, the Ninth Team got all the middle-grade magic weapons, but only He He Shuangchi's top-grade magic weapons were left but he stopped being released.

"Tell me, how much water is there in you first?"

In the big tent, Zhao Yang looked up at him.

"I..." He Shuang's face turned red and he didn't dare to talk stubbornly. He was indeed a little bit unfair to win.

"Hey, take this magic weapon, don't show off, maybe you will be wiped out by someone else's next item." Zhao Yang looked at it angrily and threw a long sword over.

He Shuangchi hugged him, rubbed his hands, smiled, and ran away, as if afraid that Zhao Yang would take his magic weapon back.

Zhao Yang chuckled. He didn't care about a top-grade magic weapon. The reason why it was not issued was to make He Shuangchi less proud.

A arrogant soldier will be defeated, and the soldiers of Zhenhaiwei will be defeated, and they will die.

Next, the 300,000 army slowly got into the process, and Zhao Yang led the Zhurijiwei to supervise and assess. Within ten days, he selected 30,000 people with good magical talents.

Guan Quan picked out nearly 50,000 cavalry, but there are not so many combat cavalry now, so he can only prepare for training first.

Zhao Yang did not train these 300,000 troops in general like before, but divided them into various types of troops.

For example, 50,000 soldiers with long-range firepower, in addition to 30,000 magic attackers, 20,000 soldiers who are good at shooting.

Zhao Yang specially transferred 20,000 large bows from the logistics camp, and then received one million arrows for training.

In Zhao Yang's idea, so many armies need the cooperation of multiple armies to achieve a stronger effect.

As before, rushing to smash talismans and magic is a waste of resources.

During this process, Zhao Yang also selected many outstanding lieutenants to reward them in terms of expertise, preparation, etc.

Sure enough, in the preparation of military soldiers, He Shuangchi not only did not receive a reward, but was criticized because of his poor grades.

"Person He, do you think that the military soldiers are strong enough and can fight. This rectification of the military formation, the entire bunch of equipment, and the logistics allocation are all trivial matters?"

Standing on the platform, Zhao Yang asked loudly in front of the 100,000 troops.

He Shuang blushed and shouted loudly with his neck in his mouth: "Yes!"

He was angry, you have the final say, you are the general, but I, Lao He, also need face. You can't bury me in front of so many people, right?

Zhao Yang nodded and turned to look at the others.

In fact, many people disagree with this item.

"Haha, it just so happens that I have a new army exchange notice." Zhao Yang smiled on his face, and the communication notice asked him to take Zhurigu with him. However, he didn't want to do this.

"You will be unhappy who you choose. I will choose a few of each team."

As he said that, he looked at the audience and pointed: "He has no other specialty as tall as him. Each team will pick me up three hundred people."

Everyone looked at the soldier who was pointing to Zhao Yang.

It is just slightly taller than other soldiers, and there is no big difference. Just look for it, and each team is full of people.

Moreover, according to Zhao Yang, there are no specialties in combat power and cultivation. Not to mention that each team can find 300, even 3000.

After half a day, Zhao Yang selected a total of 10,000 soldiers.

After setting up the last assessment for other troops, Zhao Yang led the soldiers to the game world.

"Everyone, are you picked out in your own team because you are special?" Zhao Yang looked at the soldiers lined up in front of him and said loudly.

No one speaks.

Everyone knows that they are not special and are chosen.

"Then do you have the confidence to take the lead in communicating with other camps?" "Yes!"

The answers were bustling and not loud.

When a person is ordinary for a long time, he will lose confidence.

Just like in the camp, even if there is the same robes, some people will quickly improve their cultivation and surpass their comrades. Unconsciously, they will be full of confidence.

And others will have a thought from the bottom of their hearts that I am inferior to others.

Zhao Yang looked at the soldiers below, his face remained unchanged, and he just waved his hand.

"boom!"

A stream of extremely vigorous spiritual energy suddenly dissipated, making everyone unable to help breathing.

"Magic weapon!"

Everyone exclaimed when they saw the mountains of magic weapons.

"Crossing, change your clothes!"

Zhao Yang shouted loudly, and the teams began to step forward in an orderly manner and collected the military armor and long swords.

Ten thousand low-grade magic weapons and armor are all unified in the same format and color.

The dark willow-leaf armor has a black iron belt around the waist and a black tiger swallowing sky-carving pattern on the shoulder guard. The dark pattern light hides on it and flashes from time to time. The helmet and arm armor are the same standard.

Ten thousand long swords are also a unified style.

An eight-foot long knife, with a handle of more than five feet, a blade of nearly three feet, a wide back and a thick blade, and a dark red luster.

This is exchanged by Zhao Yang with most magical weapons and treasures obtained from the Four Seas Dragon Battle World in his warehouse, as a merchant in the Four Seas.

This is the low-level demon army equipment of the Dragon Army of the South China Sea.

Seeing this introduction, Zhao Yang felt a chill in his heart.

How terrifying would it be that the endless dragon army, the lowest level of equipment?

Ten thousand troops have changed their equipment, and a completely different aura has emanated.

Even if the armor and weapons are not magic weapons, ten thousand soldiers who are about the same height, fat and thin in uniform can make people shine.

What's more, these are still ten thousand magic weapons.

"How, now, are you confident?" Zhao Yang asked lightly when he stood on the high ground.

"have!"

"have!"

"have!"

It is as powerful as a rainbow, completely different from the previous answer.

This momentum comes from equipment, but comes from the heart.

"Okay, in the past ten days, we will keep our armor and weapons away. We will take out five hours a day to practice taking action, using swords and stepping together."

Zhao Yang looked at everyone below and shouted: "Ten days later, I want you ten people to be one, hundreds of people, thousands of people, and ten thousand people, can you do it?"

"able!"

"able!"

"able!"

When morale is aroused, the army will be fearless, and even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of them, they will not frown.

Zhao Yang has a deep understanding of this sentence.

On the first day, ten thousand people only made their hands and feet synchronized and walked in the same way.

This is still a long time of training, and everyone has some martial arts cultivation.

At night, Zhao Yang asked to arrange the location from the tent to the rest, all of which must be uniform.

The next day, except for step training, everyone only practiced one sword move.

hack.

Only one knife was made.

Ten people kill each time.

One hundred people kill.

One thousand people kill each time.

One knife for ten thousand people.

When tens of thousands of people use swords at the same time, there is no need to inject qi and blood, or to stimulate the power of magic tools. The howling from the blade just causes the hair to stand up.

Really useful!

Not only the soldiers began to be excited, Zhao Yang himself breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!