Chapter 16: Meat Mountain Great Demon King

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read2();　　 Wangjing has just turned 20 this year. It can be said that he was born with a golden key. The previous life was quite moist. His father is a well-known rich man in Fengcheng, and he has many The well-known chamber of commerce is mainly engaged in the business of exotic animal skins and bones. It makes money every day. It is old and good, and it is not good for him. Therefore, he is extremely favored. He sings and sings almost every night.
　　 Yingying Yanyan of Fengcheng, who doesn't know that he has a lot of gold and grace, and he is very generous and rewarded with a staggering amount of silver.
His father’s reputation in Fengcheng is very good, and he often started to help the poor. He just loves to nag him. He often said that this family business was created by his life when he was young, as the pioneer of Hexu Dao. The protector industry of the time was not like it is now. Every time he sells goods, he will die forever. I hope that he will be better and calm down to learn something. Once it starts, he can’t stop and the noise makes his head hum. Even worse, he didn't like to go home and wandered around the fireworks all day.
What made him most unacceptable was that his father had made a marriage with a family in Fengcheng without telling him. It is said that the woman was knowledgeable and good-looking, but the more so, the less he liked it. After a big quarrel, Angrily, he was enlisted in the army with the cultivation base of the first stage nine layers, and directly put the old father on the bed for half a month.
But the Thunder Army’s military career is far beyond his imagination. The Thunder Army is a light cavalry. The daily training on horseback takes up most of the time. After returning to the barracks at night, all the skin on the inner thighs was worn out. , Hot drill distressed.
　　 In the past six months, my complexion has been tanned a lot, and people have become tough. Now if I let the girls in Fengcheng meet, I can rub my eyes. I can’t believe that it is the once saucy and suave boy Wangjing Wang.
Despite the hard work, Wang Jing completed all the training tasks brilliantly. His performance was the best among the recruits. Even Li Kaicheng praised him behind his back. Don’t look at the appearance of the young man with delicate skin and tender flesh when he first arrived. , But there is a kind of cruelty that no one else has, it is a manufacturable material.
Today’s situation is a bit unusual. The Thunder Army assembled all on the school grounds early in the morning and did not conduct daily training. The school officers also had gloomy faces and the atmosphere was very depressing. Even their recruits felt a wave of mountains. The breath of rain.
　　 Immediately they marched to the square at the exit of Hexu Road, and under the leadership of the veterans, they began to urgently arrange fortifications, traps, trenches, horse-rejection, antlers, etc.
　　 Wang Jing just set up a trap, stood up, raised his hand to dry the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and looked around, a scene of enthusiasm.
From time to time, the veterans’ scoundrels were heard. Those recruits were really too nervous. Those who had never been on the battlefield heard that they wanted to stop the tide of beasts, and their legs were always weak, although the layout of these basic fortifications was always training. It's involved, but even when he was the best of the recruits, he had just made the trap several times because his hands had been shaking.
A dark-skinned veteran beckoned to Wang Jing and called him to his side. It was the school officer they usually trained. It is said that he used a precise shooting technique outside the pass to tie hundreds of foreign heads to his waist. Although the training is strict and unsmiling in daily training, the recruits screamed and scolded their mother secretly, but they were cold outside and hot inside, and they took care of Wang Jing.
"When the beast tide comes, the commander will arrange for our veterans to take two. You stay by my side. I can take care of you one or two, and the other recruits will retreat as far as possible, but you have to follow me and rush forward. Is it?" The school officer raised his hand and patted Wang Jing on the shoulder.
　　 Wang Jing clenched his hands, wiped his face, and nodded again, his whole body began to tremble slightly, and an ambivalence arose in his heart, fear and excitement.
Fengcheng, not far away, has begun a full-scale martial law, and the city gate is closed. Some powerful guardians have spontaneously assembled at the gate, ready to help the soldiers in front of them. The city wall is full of people, all Family members of new recruits in Fengcheng.
An elderly man in brocade clothes was surrounded by a group of people, looking forward, the sadness in his eyes was like a thick fog, and the old woman beside him had begun to weep softly, and a beautiful woman lowered He comforted, and from time to time he raised his head and looked in the direction of Hexu Dao. For the first time, he had a good impression of his fiancé who had a bad reputation.
　　 The Thunder Army lined up to wait for the arrival of the beast wave according to the previous arrangement!
Wang Jing is standing beside the training school officer on horseback. The position is on the left wing of the square. It is configured with one gun, one bow, and five javelins to cooperate with the right wing to intersect each other to intercept the tide of beasts. He is a rare recruit who has been in the army for less than half a year. Appeared in this main force composed of veterans of the West.
　　Fengcheng Sitian monk, wave after wave, went in and out of Hexu Road, exploring the location of the beast tide.
　　 "Thirty miles!"
　　 "Fifteen miles!"
　　 "Qili!" Wang Jing swallowed, feeling a little dry, and clenched the bow in his hand.
　　 "Wu Li!" He felt the breathing of the veterans on the side start to become quicker.
　　 "Sanli!"
　　 "Pull the bow~" The commander made Li Kaicheng roar!
All the soldiers of the Thunder Army drew bows and arrows. Wang Jing also drew a rune arrow from the quiver on the horse's back, draped it on the bow, and drew it in the direction of Hexu Dao, mobilizing the vitality in his body and injecting it into it. The runes on the arrows gradually lit up.
　　 "One mile!"
The earth began to tremble violently, and the gravel on the square was shook up and hit the boots and armor, making clanging noises. Wang Jing felt that it was like the workers in his chamber of commerce playing cotton. Seeing it from a distance, it felt quite interesting at that time, but at this time he didn't think so, because it was not the fluffy cotton that was bounced, but the hard gravel with a full ten thousand thunder army on it.
Wang Jing can already clearly see the huge size of the bull at the front of the beast tide and the hideous double horns on its head. He saw that the bull stepped on the good trap trench set up before, and its front legs were empty and planted head down. Entering it, but more strange beasts crossed the body of their companions, galloping in, like a roaring river, unstoppable.
　　 He turned his head subconsciously and looked at the tall city wall of Fengcheng, as if he saw several concerned eyes. In a trance, the commander's arrow roar came from his ear. He turned his head and released his right hand.
　　 Ten thousand arrows are sent!
Countless arrows fell into the herd. After being injected into the body of the beast, the rune arrows burst into the body of the beast. A large blank area was cleared from the beast tide, but it was filled in an instant. The defensive power of the beast is strong, and it often requires several arrows to be combined and densely covered to obtain effective damage.
There are so many alien beasts in the beast tide. In a blink of an eye, the quiver on Wang Jing's horseback has been exhausted. The impact speed of the beast tide has been reduced a little through the early long-range attack, but it is still pouring out from the mountain continuously. At the margin, he took off the javelin behind him like the school officer next to him and held it in his hand. The range of the javelin was limited, which meant that he would enter the stage of hand-to-hand combat.
　　 A figure suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision, the front of the army formation, before the beasts galloping, bald, tall and tall.
　　 Wang Jing felt that he had never seen such a tall human in his entire life, but that person was dressed in a cloth, not even the simplest armor.
　　What does he want to do? Does he want to resist the animal tide alone? Is he crazy?
　　 Then Wang Jing saw an unforgettable picture in his life.
　　 The man bends his legs, bends down, the Dao Soul condenses and turns into reality, exerts force, facing the front beast tide and leapt up, falling in front of the ten thousand beasts, the Dao soul behind his arms slammed into the ground.
　　 A giant beast almost condensed into substance stood horizontally between the sky and the earth, and countless strange beasts knocked back one after another.
　　 If the beast tide is a turbulent torrent of heaven and earth, then the giant beast in front of you is an impenetrable dam, standing roaring.
　　Super First Grade Dao Soul, Roshan Devil!
　　 Supernatural powers. Thunder hammer!