Chapter 249 When Zhang Heng appears, the style of painting often changes a little

Author: Shining Milky Way

Chapter 249 When Zhang Heng appears, the style of painting often changes a little

Just as the five people were discussing it enthusiastically, a silver light broke through the quiet night sky of the desert and came here with two angel faith puppets that had been cut into human pigs and tied to the Nian Power Floating Cannon.

When Zhang Heng was taken into the tent, he saw such a strange scene: Yimodun turned into a sand sculpture floating in the air; Wu Jie grabbed Chu Xuan's collar and swayed Chu Xuan desperately; Zheng Zha scratched his head crazily;

, I don’t know which one to persuade me first; but Zhang Jie has already slept and is sleeping soundly.

"Did I wake up?" Zhang Heng walked out of the tent in confusion, then lifted the curtain of the tent, and then saw this scene and continued to withdraw and continue to lift it. He repeated this action until he was inspired by a thought.

He grabbed in a very funny posture.

"Don't you know the desert is cold at night?! All the warm wind in the tent is ruined."

Zhang Jie cursed, and took out a quilt from somewhere to put it on his body and continue to sleep.

"I think you have something wrong with it." Zhang Heng walked to the main seat naturally and sat down. His hands were stacked into one and said, "It's clear that the enemy has run under our noses, why do you still have the energy to be here?

What about funny?”

Maybe it was because a funny guy said it was a shame that they felt very embarrassed. In short, they quickly recovered from their calmness, and then watched Chu Xuan take out a series of torture props from his space bag.

In the shocked eyes, people were ready to torture and confession.

"Where are people? Bring them in."

Zhang Heng swallowed, realizing that he seemed to be sitting in Chu Xuan's seat just now.

"Okay, but let me know first. I am a person with normal sexual orientation, so I will never play SM with you. Even if I want to play, I will never play with a man without glasses. At least it should be

A shaking Queen in leather jacket, leather whip boots”

Another thought power was thrown out, and the two holy light faith puppets tied to the thought power float cannon were caught.

Wu Jie put down Chu Xuan and asked him to deal with the two prisoners.

Two holy light puppets with limbs cut off were placed by Chu Xuan. Chu Xuan looked at them and scolded them as he was still working tirelessly, denying them as sinners and betrayed the gods, and should be tied up to burn to death.

Chu Xuan was waiting for the holy light puppet, expressionless, and took out a torture instrument on the side that would make people tighten their anus.

Since this process is too cruel, I won't go into details.

Wu Jie and the other two took the initiative to drive themselves out and freed up an office space for Chu Xuan.

"I didn't expect Chu Xuan torture him and force him to confess."

Listening to the screams in the tent, Zheng Zha shuddered.

"He doesn't, but he can learn." Imoton's face twitched, and a mask of pain was worn on his face: "I saw some things from my time among those piles of torture instruments, but it was mine.

In the times, that kind of torture instrument is also extremely rare."

A trace of sunshine shone on the people, and it was already dawn.

After a long period of struggle, half a red sun appeared in the sky. When the light shone on Wu Jie, he seemed to hear the faint sound of prayer.

"Third brother, are we going to wait next?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for Chu Xuan."

"No need." Wu Jie said to the three people behind him: "We now use the Yawei divine system as our imaginary enemy. Although we have confirmed that the other party is likely to send a bunch of fourth-level angels to directly launch a dimensional reduction attack on us, we are cautious

Considering it, we still have to prepare more.”

"To be honest, I have no confidence in cultivating an extraordinary army of ten thousand people in less than three hundred days. Because this is simply impossible." Imoton's attitude was more direct: "The cultivation of extraordinary warriors is necessary.

Long enough, excellent talent, and sufficient nutrition.”

"In my age, every extraordinary warrior has borne a shallow energy in the battle and fighting on the battlefield. Unlike priests, we priests use divine arts given by gods, while warriors pass through the battlefield.

The energy produced by fighting and grinding one's body. But for this reason, the energy of the soldiers is extremely rough and simple. If they do not form a military formation, they can only barely improve some combat power."

"Pharaoh, I know you have less than three hundred days, but it is really impossible to complete everything you think in three hundred days." Imodon said with a bitter face: "Three hundred days,

It is already the limit to being able to cultivate thirty most basic energy cyclers. People are not necromancers, and even necromancers need to rest. Although you can provide a lot of food and meat and the kind of repair liquid, you can

We can maintain the highest intensity of training for ten thousand people, but physical consumption is easy to supplement, and mental fatigue can only be relieved with time."

Wu Jie looked at the sun that had risen completely and asked, "High Priest, how did soldiers train in your era?"

Imoton was stunned by the question, but he had adapted to this jumping questioning method and immediately explained: "The main training method is one-on-one combat, and then military formations, hunting wild beasts.

I only have some basic understanding of this aspect, after all, I am leading a priest group."

"That's it, that's fine."

The sun was fully raised and the light shone on the desert. When the sunlight fell on the obelisk of Hamnata, the entire Hamnata flashed because of this.

When the obelisk was flashing, a melodious music sounded in a camp outside Hamnata. Wang Xia, who did not go to the Suez Canal to engage in a blocking battle, was standing in the open space in front of the camp.

"Get up! Come together!!! You only have five minutes!"

Wang Xia held a loudspeaker in his hand and made a call sound towards the direction of the camp.

"Old Yi, the times have changed." Wu Jie said with a smile: "Unless there is a huge inheritance gap in civilization, the older the things, the stronger they are, will never be stronger. Innovate and keep improving, this is the development of a civilization.

Guidelines.”

"There are some things that have been three thousand years old that are no longer suitable to put them today."

"Modern militarized management, absolutely sufficient nutritional supplies, comes from the restoration cabin hundreds of years later, plus a basic fighting spirit secret that is at least the top civilization of the Zhongmo and a group of people with firm beliefs, even their beliefs are still there.

When it comes to their warriors, what they can do is far beyond your imagination. By the way, what about the three of them?"
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