Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"magic weapon!"

"Battleship!"

The shock that the Baizhang giant ship brought to everyone was so great that everyone's eyes widened.

It was also the first time for Zhao Yang to see such a huge ship, so he squinted his eyes and looked up and down.Then flew up and landed on the deck.

"Everyone boards the ship and is familiar with the operation."

Zhao Yang shouted loudly, Guan Quan and others hurriedly landed on the ship, and commanded the soldiers to enter various parts of the giant ship.

But after a while, the streamers on the giant ship lit up one after another, and the ramming angle and the spell activation device on the ship all flickered.

This light makes people palpitate.

"boom--"

A bucket-thick golden torrent shot out right in front of the giant ship, and instantly hit the mountain peak ten miles away, filled with smoke and dust, and there was a roaring sound from there, visible to the naked eye, the huge mountain peak began to collapse.

"it is good!"

A look of surprise appeared on Zhao Yang's face. This blow was probably stronger than the all-out blow from the Wanjun formation.

On the giant ship, twelve spell activation devices were turned on one by one, a golden mask protected the giant ship, the tail of the giant ship emitted spiritual light, and then began to push the huge ship body to move slowly.

The speed was getting faster and faster, but for a moment, the giant ship broke through the waves, and Zhao Yang stood at the bow of the ship, only feeling the image mapped on the mask move fast.

"General, according to calculations, to activate the full power of the wave-splitting battleship and advance at full speed, it will take a top-quality spirit stone in an hour. "Qi Song whispered beside Zhao Yang.

One top-grade spirit stone in one hour is equal to one million low-grade spirit stones in one hour!

This is really burning money...

According to the exchange ratio of those magic weapons before, this battleship costs almost 6000 million spirit stones.But this consumption turned out to be the big one!
Zhao Yang curled his lips in pain, and said lightly: "All soldiers, take an hour a day to familiarize yourself with the operation of the battleship. I want you to allow all soldiers to fight on the battleship within ten days."

Ten days!

Qi Song and the others looked at each other, clasped their fists together and said, "Obey!"

Zhao Yang nodded, then looked at Guan Quan, Wu Mingshuo and the others in front of him, with a solemn look on his face: "Ling, the third battalion of the Zhenhaiwei New Army."

Guan Quan and the others all looked pale, they all cupped their fists and shouted: "Humble job!"

"Within three days, the whole army will set out, and they will travel by day and by night. They will run three thousand miles a day, and turn into the Lancang River through Qingfengkou, waiting for my order."

"As ordered!"

———————— Zhenhaiwei Camp, at midnight, everyone left the secret realm one after another.

Tomorrow there will be a big battle, even if it is an iron body, it needs to be repaired, not to mention these ordinary soldiers are still far away from the iron body.

When the army turned around, the whole camp boiled.

Advancement, this kind of thing that needs to be accumulated over time, is so simple in the secret realm.

Countless soldiers who were stuck in the bottleneck were promoted, and their own strength was directly multiplied several times.

Those military academies and sergeants in the Qi refining realm not only obtained many frost talismans, but also improved their own cultivation level a lot.This intuitive change made everyone sleepless at night.

"General Yao, is there anything to gain?"

Seeing Yao Guangcheng's figure flashing out, Zhao Yang asked with a smile.

Yao Guangcheng looked at Zhao Yang with a complicated expression, and then said in a low voice: "If I had known the magic of this secret realm, I should have accepted it when you offered it."

"That--"

Before Zhao Yang could speak, Yao Guangcheng waved his hands and lowered his voice: "Don't mention it again, the secret realm is your greatest reliance, you will understand later. The preciousness of this secret realm is beyond your imagination."

I know it's precious, but I really want to "send" you...

Zhao Yang blinked, and before he could speak again, Yao Guangcheng expressed a solemn expression: "I will report this matter to the imperial capital secretly, so don't spread it out yourself, lest you will be killed."

Isn't it just a secret realm, whoever wants it can take it.Zhao Yang could only nod helplessly, he knew that Yao Guangcheng was doing it for his own good.

Seeing him nodding, Yao Guangcheng disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Yang had no choice but to go back to his military tent, and began to take a detailed inventory of the resources and strength in his hands.

His own cultivation base has already established the fourth floor, and he still has a large amount of spiritual liquid, so he doesn't need to worry about improving his cultivation base.But the main thing is my own perception of practice.

Because the promotion is too fast, the foundation feels a little unstable, and the practice time is short, and the understanding of practice is insufficient, so it is easy to encounter bottlenecks.

His own skills are not top-notch, but the system is produced, and there is no problem with subsequent improvement.In addition, you can get more good exercises in the game world, so there is no need to worry about these.

The equipment on his body is not the best, and he can afford to wear a magic weapon now, but it is not necessary.

At present, one's own combat power is of little use in a big battle, so spirit stones cannot be wasted.

In terms of combat skills, although swordsmanship is sealed, experience is accumulated, and there is always a breakthrough.

Spearmanship and frost spells have also reached a very high level, not to mention the same level, even if they are fighting at a higher level, they still have confidence.

The wealth is already beyond imagination, but at this moment Zhao Yang still feels that he is a poor man.

Thinking about the money-burning warships and the use of soldiers for cultivation, they are all huge expenses.

Raising a large army is much more costly than a sect.

Even if there are 30 monks under the Lingyun Sword Sect, [-] daily guard soldiers, soldiers in the camp, and practitioners from the Qingyun Sect, so many people help to beat the Lingshi, he still feels that the Lingshi not enough.

"When will I stop worrying about money..."

With such an exclamation, Zhao Yang slowly closed his eyes, smelling the bloody smell in the air, his heart was extremely peaceful.

Don't think about anything, let's fight again tomorrow!

Not only Zhao Yang, but the whole camp gradually quieted down, and everyone quickly adjusted their breath and fell asleep.Waiting for tomorrow's battle.

With the backing of the secret realm, all the soldiers were enthusiastic.

"Brothers, Mr. Zhao is cleaning up food and drink in the camp, waiting for your triumphant return!"

The morning sun was just rising, and the enticing smell of meat wafted from the camp again.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, in today's battle, we will definitely kill the monsters!"

"Yes, you will have enough wine when you come back tomorrow morning!" Sun Wannian shouted, fisting Zhao Yang, and walked away.

……

Teams of soldiers, led by the leading generals, rushed to the embankment with high spirits.

Columns of qi, blood and smoke rose up.

This is the backbone of the human race.

Standing outside the camp, Zhao Yang looked at the distant smoke column, wishing to catch up with them and fight the monster clan with them.

"boom--"

"boom--"

……

The roar on the embankment reappeared, and the Qi and blood barriers opened and shattered again.

The changing of the guard came down from the embankment in groups, and Zhao Yang went up to meet them.

On this day, the time passed was very long, Zhao Yang went back and forth outside the camp countless times, and the roar on the embankment never stopped.

In the middle, he wanted to rush to the embankment several times to have a look, but was stopped by a huge breath.

Yao Guangcheng and the others kept their minds on Zhao Yang.

As night fell, after arranging for soldiers to spawn monsters in the game world, Zhao Yang sat outside the camp, holding a wine jar in his hand.

The army that had been repaired all day and night went out to the camp again, Zhao Yang looked at them, hesitant to speak.

After they boarded the embankment, after a while, groups of soldiers returned slowly.

People, less than half.

"General Zhao, Lieutenant Sun, he, he said it's a pity that he can't drink your wine..." A soldier was holding a set of tattered battle armor, and on it was a half-broken, blood-stained Put on the helmet and stand in front of Zhao Yang.

"I should go to the embankment..." Zhao Yang murmured, and slapped the mud seal off the wine jar.

"Brother Sun, Zhao Yang respects you!"

Lifting the wine jar, the clear liquid fell from the head, Zhao Yang raised his head, opened his mouth, and let the strong wine and hot tears drink down together.

"I'm going to the embankment!"