Vol 2 Chapter 1123: Ashamed of cultivation

Even though Xia Qingchen is well-positioned, but the time is still short, it is difficult for him to change the three hundred people in front of him.
He wanted to play against his 50-member Guards team, which was a joke, so he only asked "You are serious".
Xia Qingchen nodded lightly: "Is it like a joke?"
He pointed to Sang Yu and said, "Five fifty soldiers were selected at random and passed by Commander Bai's personal guard."
"Yes!" Sang Yukang was so powerful that his finger clicked among the three hundred people: "You, you, and you, and..."
Bai Zhantian looked in his eyes and wondered whether he should laugh or be angry.
Xia Qingchen chose not the best-trained elite among the three hundred, but the fifty selected immediately afterwards, with varying strengths.
Such a miscellaneous army actually wants to compare with the guards he has cultivated for many years.
He glanced at the young Xia Qingchen silently, and sighed silently. In the end, he was still a teenager, and he was unavoidably young and full of vigour. His high self-sufficiency did not take the rest of the army into consideration.
"Mao Yuguang, get out!" Bai Zhantian's eyes flickered, and the majestic sharpness revealed: "Sell soldiers, prepare for a battle!"
Boom Boom Boom--
The guards in the arc defensive state immediately formed into a square team, standing straight in front of the hundred battle days.
The fifty people selected by Sang Yu stood upright, and the two sides stood against each other.
Compared with the calmness and calmness of the Guards, the tribes have sharp eyes and a fighting spirit.
Bai Zhantian shook his head silently, the training time of the tribes was too short, and he had not yet reached the calm psychological quality of an excellent soldier. One exercise was so excited, and it was difficult to calm down during a real contest.
"How to fight?" Bai Zhantian asked, since Xia Qingchen wanted to give it a try, then as he wished, suppressing his arrogance was a good thing for him.
Xia Qingchen pointed to the deeper jungle of the ink color: "Both sides entered the jungle from both sides and attacked each other. Within one hour, which side killed the most and which side won."
"Yes." Bai Zhantiandao, of course, the so-called killing, of course, will not be the real killing of each other, but the point of the end. The soldiers who have suffered "fatal injury" are considered dead and cannot continue to fight.
Under the orders of the two sides, the soldiers of the two sides entered from the first floor of the jungle.
In the dense forest, there was silence at first, until after the film, a slight clang sound was emitted, which was generated when the ninja of the Guards attacked some hard object.
Bai Zhantian held his arms across his chest and stood with his legs spread out, appearing extremely powerful: "It seems that it has begun."
And unsurprisingly, it was the tribes who were attacked, and now there should be a tribe who has "dead" and was eliminated.
"There are three screening criteria for my guards. First, I have been in the army for more than seven years."
In seven years, it is enough to discern the loyalty of a soldier, and you can rest assured to stay with you.
"Second, experienced more than ten times on the battlefield."
Only those who have survived many wars have the ability to respond to various emergency situations.
"Third, kill more than fifty enemies. The enemies I call are invading barbarians."
A single barbarian is more than twice as powerful as a cold one. It is very difficult to kill a barbarian alone. Killing fifty is enough to show the bravery and good fighting of this person.
Article 3 alone can exclude ninety-nine people, and articles one and two also exclude ninety-nine people.
The last one who can join the Guards is more than one in a thousand miles?
"My captain of the guard, Mao Yuguang, participated in the war against the barbarians eighteen times, killed more than 300 enemies with his own hands, and once entered three out of three in the barbarian army to help me out." Bai Zhantian said slowly.
Xia Qingchen nodded slightly: "Well, not bad."
Bai Zhantian looked at Xia Qingchen with surprise. He said that he just wanted to tell Xia Qingchen. Don't be too optimistic. With his strong guards, those miscellaneous troops are difficult to resist.
Unexpectedly, Xia Qingchen didn't care about it at all, but the understatement was not bad.
He sighed in silence, saying that Xia Qingchen still talked about it on paper. He had never personally experienced the battle against the barbarians, and he did not know how powerful the barbarian soldiers were, so he didn't think it meant what his guards killed 50 barbarian soldiers.
When the results of the battle between the two armies come out, I believe Xia Qingchen will be surprised.
Ding Ding Ding
Between the speeches, there were sounds coming and going in the dense forest, obviously the two sides began to fight intensively.
However, the metal collision sound usually stops with a sudden sound.
Commander Bai said: "Judging from the voice, the two soldiers' confrontation ended with a single blow."
His many years of combat experience made him make an exceptionally correct judgment. Of course, there are more important judgments in his heart. The tribes who were attacked by the guards should be defeated and lost their qualifications.
Perhaps, without an hour, the battle between the two sides can end, after all, the gap between them is too great.
really!
The intensive fighting voice gradually turned into sporadic, and then ended, representing the end of the battle between the two sides.
And time is less than half an hour in the past.
"Faster than expected." Bai Zhantian was disappointed, so the team wanted to fight against the rebel wolves, it is tantamount to hitting stones with eggs.
Although he expected that the training effect of ten days would not be very strong, he did not expect it to be so weak.
However, he did not blame Xia Qingchen.
Ten days is indeed too short, and no clever officer can train an inexperienced person into an elite teacher.
"Don't be discouraged." Bai Zhantian photographed Xia Qingchen's shoulders: "The victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists, not to mention just learning, let alone worrying about it."
Hearing the words, Xia Qingchen just smiled gently, quietly waiting for the return of the troops from both sides.
Soon after, the two parties came back one after another, each lined up in front of Bai Zhantian and Xia Qingchen.
Because both sides are up to the point, there are no casualties, and neither can see any embarrassment.
"Mao Yuguang, report the merits of war." Bai Zhantian glanced at Xia Qingchen and added: "Only what you defeated."
If the overall merits are reported, Xia Qingchen will lose face, and it is better to leave him a little face. How can he say that he is a free training team for him, and he should not be allowed to step down.
"One of them is'killing'." Mao Yuguang lowered his head, and his face was deeply ashamed.
Ok?
Bai Zhantian couldn't help but be surprised before he "killed" one person?
In his prediction, Mao Yuguang's ability to "kill" at least more than 10 people is right. How come there is only one person?
Could it be that he left the order and never met other tribesmen?
Bai Zhantian looked at another dark-skinned guard soldier, one of the three deputy captains of the guard: "How about you? How much?"
The latter ashamed lowered his head deeper: "Return to Commander, none of them."
At this time, Bai Zhantian was really surprised, and asked the other two deputy captains in succession, the answer was, zero!
"How did you do it?" Bai Zhantian noticed something was wrong and sighed, "How is the overall record?"
Mao Yuguang's lips were slightly pursed, and he knelt down with a puff. The three deputy captains and the forty-six soldiers behind him all knelt with shame.
"I am ashamed to cultivate the commander!" Mao Yuguang said lowly.