Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Zhao Yang is not in a hurry, no one who has tasted the sweetness of the game world can refuse this temptation.

Back in the carriage, he reached out and pulled out a blood ruby ​​the size of a red bean.

Low-grade Bloodline Stone The bloodstone of the deep-sea thorn eel contains a trace of the blood of the seventh-grade thorn eel demon. After refining, it can release thorny arcs and can breathe underwater.

Holding the Bloodline Stone in his hand, Zhao Yang could feel the surge of power in it.

"Ok?"

He was slightly taken aback, and through this blood vein stone, he sensed a few faint blood of the monster clan several miles away.

After a little thought, he understood that this was a spy from the Yaozu.These spies can monitor the movement of the human army, and even new troops like them are under surveillance.

After thinking about it, he was ecstatic again, the bloodstone can really restrain the demon clan's illusion technique!
Taking a few deep breaths, he put away the blood vein stone.

It's not time to reveal this secret, he needs to wait for an opportunity.

After taking back the bloodstone and sinking his mind into the game world, Zhao Yang began to hone his combat skills and techniques.

The two teams of sergeants worked side by side, and the atmosphere was quite weird along the way.

He Shuangchi's side pried a lot of corners yesterday, and now there are nearly 800 people in the team.

Those sergeants cheered each other on along the way, and the veterans around He Shuangchi led them with high momentum, and they couldn't wait to go to Zhenhaiwei to make contributions.

On Zhao Yang's side, except for the iron-masked men beside the carriage who were silent, the others were also silent, just wrapped in their robes and hurried on their way silently.

The sergeant under Youhe Shuangchi wanted to talk to them, but they were all avoided, as if they didn't want to talk to anyone.

Fortunately, during the repair, Zhao Yang threw out three huge monsters, Yu Youren and several sergeants set up a fire, a wooden frame, and a cauldron, which made He Shuangchi grin smugly.

When camping at night, Zhao Yang and his team directly tied up the camp, forming a big circle, and there was really no one on duty.

And apart from the fact that they made a little noise like changing the guard in the middle of the night, at other times, the entire camp was eerily quiet.

Along the way, Zhao Yang danced the marksmanship by himself every morning, and the other soldiers did not practice or practice martial arts at all.

On the other hand, He Shuangchi practiced three times a day, shouting and shouting one after another, making this side even more depressing.

"Okay, we will arrive at the new army camp tomorrow, let's end the battle here tonight." On an isolated island, Zhao Yang retracted his spear, and the soldiers behind him retreated slowly.

In front of them, there was a piece of broken corpses of monsters and countless frozen bodies.

Two hundred days ago, all the [-] sergeants around Zhao Yang had broken through the Qi refining realm.

The 23 people including Wu Mingshuo and Qi Song are already in the middle stage of Qi refining.

It was also the first time that Zhao Yang felt that this kind of collective power was really terrifying. Compared with the disorderly spawning of monsters when opening the secret realm in Qingkong Mountain before, these sergeants seemed to be cheating.

When there were still a few soldiers who hadn't made a breakthrough, dozens of people wounded the monsters and asked them to make up their swords, and forced them into Qi Refining.

Two hundred qi refining practitioners, this is already a rather huge number.Even if it's just a low-level practitioner, it can play a big role.

What's more, this is a Predator who knows how to cooperate.

Every day, Zhao Yang took the black iron guards in the world of Ice and Snow Dynasty. In addition to collecting frost talismans, he also specially looked for those monsters that could explode the skill book to start brushing.

Now, of the two hundred soldiers under his command, nearly half have the skill of frost spells.

And he himself, not only honed his spear skills to the peak of Dzogchen, but also practiced frost skills to the extreme.

His cultivation has returned to the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining, and he is only a little short of reaching the ninth level.

The unexpected joy is that in the past few days, nearly [-] spirit stones have been credited into the account every day, which makes his pockets bulge again.He also accumulated a lot of various magic tools, and got a few bloodstones under the eighth rank.

However, he is not interested in refining bloodstones of this grade, so he will put them there for the time being, and he will still have great use for these bloodstones in the future.

"Brother Zhao, the big camp is ahead!"

He Shuangchi, who seemed to have gained weight, rode the Windwalker around Zhao Yang's carriage, shouting excitedly.

"arrive!"

"Finally arrived at the camp!"

……

Different from the soldiers under Zhao Yang's command, the more than a thousand soldiers behind He Shuangchi all shouted excitedly.

Along the way, He Shuangchi always tried to pry a corner of the wall whenever he met a sergeant.

Before he knew it, he had more than a thousand men.

These more than a thousand sergeants followed Zhao Yang and the others to make a living every day, which made them very happy.

This is monster meat, and it's not a low-grade monster meat.

Along the way, many people have made breakthroughs in their cultivation.

It's true that everyone in Zhao Yang's team is like a cold stone, otherwise He Shuangchi's more than a thousand people may have half of them defected to Zhao Yang's command.

Zhao Yang opened the curtain of the car, and what he saw was the crimson that dyed most of the sky red.

I thought it was sunset last night, but it wasn't.

It was a pillar of qi and blood that was hundreds of miles away and dyed the sky red!
This is the cohesion of the fighting spirit of the son of the human race, this is the blood of the human race of the immortal god Piyi!
This pillar of smoke is the backbone of the human race!
A pillar of smoke was born, and blood stained the sky.Died into the heroic spirit banner, the soul returns and fights fiercely again!

Zhao Yang only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and he was about to merge into the vigorous wolf smoke and become one of them.

As the team moved forward, traces of blood rose above everyone's heads, matching the soaring smoke column, slowly approaching and blending in.

Zhao Yang finally understood why the auras of those demon spies disappeared yesterday, it turned out to be the suppression of the pillar of blood and blood of the human race.Those scattered low-level monster races are afraid that they will collapse a hundred miles away from the pillar of blood and blood of the human race.

"Ahead is the third battalion of Lancang River, the new army of the Zhenhaiwei Army of the Dayu Dynasty. Idlers are stopped, and anyone who enters without orders will be killed!"

A group of armored soldiers riding windwalkers stood in the middle of the avenue, shouting loudly, and the sound shook the whole field.

"Changhe County New Army Enlisted Lieutenant Zhao Yang is here to report!"

"He Shuangchi, Lieutenant of the New Military Academy of Suhe County, is here to report!"

Zhao Yang and He Shuangchi shouted, their spiritual power was input into the order in their hands, and a golden word "Ling" floated out.

If the order doesn't match the person, the bloody word "kill" will be heard at this time.

"Wait!"

On the opposite side, a group of sergeants rode back to the camp, while the others remained motionless.

Although the transfer order would not be faked, and those who came to the camp at this time must be the generals of the new army, those sergeants were still meticulous and never neglected.

"Master Lieutenant has an order, let him go!"

"Let go!"

"Congratulations to the two captains entering the camp—"

Immediately the sergeant rode his horse out of the way, lined up on both sides, clenched his fist in front of his chest, and shouted loudly.

Ling Lie's aura immediately infected the two teams, and everyone strode towards the camp without saying a word.

Tens of miles away from the camp, Zhao Yang and the others were arranged by the logistics officer sent by the camp to rest outside the camp.

It was not until three days later, on the day when the order was handed over, that soldiers led Zhao Yang and He Shuangchi to the camp.

"drink--"

"what--"

Sitting upright on the horse, Zhao Yang saw groups of young sergeants with bare upper body, struggling constantly.

"They're all good guys, I, He Shuangchi, like soldiers like this!"

He Shuangchi on the side looked at her with bright eyes and praised loudly.