: Section 287 Gold Sergeant!

Is it stopped?
Tang Tian looked surprised:
Is he injured?

"No." Huo Tianhai is the younger brother of Huoer Mar. After Huoerer left, he was responsible for inquiring about the information. Yan Tiyu did not hide his whereabouts: "Kant made him suffer a small setback, but he seems to have made a breakthrough. Without progress, it stopped."
"It broke through again." Tang Tian touched his chin and looked like a thought.
Ling Xu is impatient: "Through his breakthrough or not, a shot is killed!"
"Yes!" Tang Tianyi patted the palm of his hand: "Crazed and killed! Or Xiaoxu Xu won my heart!"
The fire and the sea are two times, and they dare not say anything. Although the two adults are very strong, their minds seem to be a bit too simple. The only man who is full of wisdom is retreating.
The attention of Huo Tianhai was attracted by the shouting in the distance, and he looked enviously at the warriors who were training. Those who are the most elite warriors in the tribe are now gathered together for formal training.
The formation of the team was unconscious, and there was a taste that he could not describe.
Fire Tianhai is somewhat annoyed. If it is not for her sister to go out to perform tasks, she must be among these people.
These "cannon fodders with low stupid qualities" in the eyes of the soldiers are receiving training from Tang Yi. Tang Yi is a gold sergeant, and the basic tactical literacy is very solid. The soldiers to integrate these "cannon fodder" is only because of occupational obsessive-compulsive disorder. He did not intend to waste his time on the "cannon fodder". He has high hopes for the future organs. Pulling it a little, he was like a picky diners, pulling the bad food to one side and throwing it to Tang Yi.
Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.
Although Tang Yi has no tactical literacy, there is no discount for the execution of the order. This guy is unselfish and his personal strength is unmatched. The tribal warriors are very afraid of him. The lack of wisdom makes him extremely stubborn, but it is the most suitable for those rookies who have never been trained.
In a few days, it seems to be a bit like a decent.
Suddenly, a detective whistle flew towards this side, and the sea of ​​fire stood up fiercely. His look dignified: "What is the situation?"
"Kant's men are fleeing toward us, and two people are chasing them." The whistle quickly said: "Kant's [Silver Moon] should be in this person's hand!"
The fire of the sea suddenly stunned, [Silver Moon] is one of the top inheritance of the Wolf, but he did not rash: "What are the two people chasing?"
"I don't know." The whistle shook his head: "But the strength is strong."
Suddenly, the rush of the horseshoes sounded.
Another whistle flew up. He was carrying a wounded person in a coma and awakened teenager. The whistle was full of sweat and his face was very excited. The old man said loudly: "He is not leaving me. In the far place, I just slammed it over."
Mao Jun and An Bai were extremely depressed. They did not expect that the duck to the mouth would fly.
The kid was stunned at the foot of the Fire Wolf tribe, and they underestimated the strength of the horses. Neither of them has ever been to the desert, and there is very little understanding of the desert tribe. The desert tribes are good at cultivating horses, with amazing foot strength and outstanding endurance. The horses in the outposts are the best choices.
The horse breed cultivated by the Fire Wolf tribe is called the Step Flame Horse. It is a sixth-order star soul beast and has a strong sprint ability.
Especially when it does not hesitate to run away, it is like the same anger.
"It seems to have reached the ground." Mao Jun was full of annoyed faces, and the stockade in front of him was continuous, and the whistle was just sneaked into it.
Anbai is also extremely bad in his mood: "This guy is too damn! I dare to take people away under our eyes!"
"Let's go." Mao Jun shouted, seeing Anbai's face is not reconciled: "Do you still want to go in and grab people?"
Anbai’s heart moved:
We touched it at night, and if they met Tang Tian, ​​they ran.

Mao Jun feels that this idea is good. Both of them are very confident about their own strength. They sneak in at night, and they can also explore the reality.
The two did not notice that Tang Yi, who was training in the distance, found them.
Tang Yi’s mind is simple. When he sees two people, he realizes that he is an enemy. He does not hesitate to direct the team and quietly approach each other. After these days of training, these people have initially understood teamwork.
Two teams of people, drawn two arcs, quietly approaching the two from behind.
When the distance between the two was two hundred feet, Mao Jun and An Bai immediately alerted.
When Tang saw it, he hesitated without hesitation: "kill!"
One ride first!
The two teams are like two curved fire lines, rushing toward the two, and the flame horse enters the sprint stage. The soft sand dunes did not have any effect on the stepping horses. These warriors grew up in the desert, and they were familiar with such terrain.
But so rushing to make everyone excited.
Tang Yi raised the horse's knives in his hand.
"assault!"
The warriors behind him were agitated, so they did not forget the training of these days and quickly adjusted their position. In a blink of an eye, a standard sharp triangle formation appeared behind Tang. And in the place five feet behind them, two equally-sized sharp triangles are formed, and this change is transmitted in layers.
When Tang Yichong went to the other side of the distance of fifty feet, the entire team had already completed the conversion of the team.
Although the soldiers did not control these "cannon fodder", but for perfectionism and professionalism, he still designed several simple tactics for the "cannon fodder". These tactics are modeled on the basic tactics of the Southern Cross Corps and have been improved to better serve these warriors who grew up in the desert.
There is no doubt in the instructions of the Tang soldiers, and they faithfully implement and implement these tactics.
An Bai and Mao Jun changed their faces.
corps!
Nima, in this place where the bird is not smashed, actually encountered the corps!
The oncoming impact is like a rush to the sea, leaving the two souls scattered. This form of establishment, so well trained, in addition to the Corps, what else?
The first thought of the two is that they are fooled!
Who said that this task is as easy as an outing? Who said that this task is a leak? When they received the task, the information given by the employer did not say that the other party had a corps! If you know that the other party has the existence of the Corps, they will not do more if they give more money!
Involving the Corps, and then the powerful bounty warrior, will definitely be cautious and cautious!
Tang Yi’s face was calm and there was no trace of turmoil. The eyes that were picked up, the light flashed, and he was a golden sergeant. He was the leader among the corps of the entire corps. Although the fighting style has changed, the literacy that the new battalion has given him has not been reduced.
In the process of sprinting, he always guided these rookies with his own breath and position.
Without him, these rookies who have just been trained for a long time will definitely not be able to launch such a shock!
A large knife like a door is raised high, like a high flag!
"kill!"
Tang Yi violently thundered and slashed.
The warrior behind him, triumphantly: "kill!"
Anbai, who flew up in the throne, suddenly noticed the dazzling light behind him, eclipsed, and did not want to, slammed out to one side!
A dazzling and sturdy knives, rubbing his body, plunged into the sand dunes three feet away, behind him, is a knives of different colors, like raindrops, did not enter the sand dunes.
boom!
Anbai only felt a darkness in front of him, and half of the dunes were blown up into the sky, like a sand curtain, even the sun was covered!
A ploughed yellow sand hit him, and it was very painful.
The white blood on his face was so dry that he had only one thought in his mind.
Mom, run!
It was a knives, and it whizzed from behind, like raindrops, but this time, there was no giant knife and no horrible breath. He didn't dare to stop, and there was a silver shield in his hand, and he lost behind him.
Shield silver secret treasure, [Silver Shield].
The small shield turned into a silver light shield about three feet in size, blocking behind Anbai.
Hey!
The rain-like knives slammed on it, and the light shield was violently violent, but it was not broken. After three waves of attacks hit the top, the light shield was broken.
Another team, the knife stalks like a rain to the Mao army, Mao Jun crazy and generally dodge. A fluffy knife rolled forward, and Mao Jun was embarrassed, and his clothes were fragmented.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment, and once he was stuck by the other side, he would die.
Tang on the horseback is expressionless, and the result is, in his opinion, simply unbearable.
According to the standards of the Southern Cross Corps, this squadron is obviously extremely unqualified. In the Southern Crusaders, every small combat unit like this will have a non-commissioned officer as the main attack, guiding others to attack. And his current position should be served by a more powerful sergeant.
One of the Tangs sipped and said: "Follow!"
The team behind him ~EbookFREE.me~ suddenly like a chicken blood, keep up.
Both Anbai and Mao Jun are running wildly. The two are pale and only hate the birth of two legs. They are the best in the list, but in the face of the professional sea tactical units like the Corps, they have no chance of winning.
Just... How can the Wolfs have a corps?
The Corps spends a lot of money, it is a bottomless pit. The key is that it has money and can't do it. Because the tactical talents are too rare, this year's excellent tactical talents at the mercenary group level, each force is a treasure.
It is able to sort out the tactical talents of 30 people fighting, and everyone is worth a lot.
There is a corps here... and obviously well trained!
The two people who had no choice but to pay attention did not notice that they were rushing in one direction without knowing it. The two were scared, and they only felt enemies everywhere!
Tang Yi’s eyes were fixed on the two people. In his eyes, the two men who were flying forward extended two dotted lines and met at one point.
The dragging knife on the side of the body whispered and whispered, and the knives were lighted up.
The warriors behind Tang Yi, who shared the feelings of the Lord’s will, came to the forefront of the war. They all followed the rhythm of Tang Yi to motivate the power, and they all dragged the scimitar!
Why tactical talents are precious, because tactical talents can use their own breath, martial arts, to guide the team's attack rhythm, to bring together the strength of the team.
Tang Yi, is a gold sergeant!
The cold face is indifferent, the long eye is rising, the meeting point is more and more clear in his eyes, and the squeaky squeaky knives are as hard as hunger and thirst, the wrists are lightly shaken, and the master's knife is smashed!
Behind the warriors, the power to be ready to go, like being gently pulled out, dumped down, they did not think, and banged.
The common mans are united, the knife is like a moon, silent!