"They killed the commander of the Zuo Camp!"

A group of demon soldiers were furious and relied on the advantage of numbers, they rushed towards more than 100 people in the Iron Bu Camp like a tide.

"Slay that kid!"

Several other demon sword cultivators from the lower fifth realm mixed in the crowd. The sword light flew and headed straight for Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao directly hit the sword falling from the sky with his right fist. The fist energy was majestic and majestic, and it shook the opponent's sword. The demon sword cultivator's expression became sharp in an instant, and a white light flew out from the sword lake of the acupoint, attacking Lin Zhao's side face.

"scare!?"

Lin Zhao quickly turned his head, and a bloodstain left on his face, and a chill in his heart could not help but feel cold. Sword cultivators often kill people in a moment, and this is true for others to kill themselves. So when the other party's flying sword revolves and then comes, Lin Zhao opened his five fingers, and the fifth-level martial artist's palm knocked on the other party's flying sword cultivator like iron pliers. At the same time, he raised his left fist and knocked the third-level demon clan sword cultivator backwards with one punch.

Another demon sword cultivator with a hair on his face shouted in a low voice like a thunderous blow, and the sword light went straight to Lin Zhao's throat like a rainbow.

At this time, Lin Zhao immediately ignited the third green divine speed talisman, moved his body away, and punched him hard at the waist of the demon sword cultivator, immediately blasting the opponent's spine to pieces and vomiting blood and flew out.

"That boy..."

The demons were shocked. Originally, this was a perfect ambush. A seventh-level cultivator, a sixth-level sword cultivator, and more than ten third-level and fourth-level demon cultivators could have ambushed all the two hundred people in the Iron Buying camp on Jiuzhangyuan without any pressure. However, an unreasonable fifth-level martial artist appeared in the human army. The boy kept his fists hard and his heart was cruel. He did not hesitate when punching, and his move was fatal!

...

After Lin Zhao punched a demon soldier holding a shield and looked back at the situation on the Iron Buying Camp, dozens of people had been killed in battle and injured dozens of people. There were probably less than a hundred people who had real combat power. What's even more, the two centurions had been killed, the four lieutenants were in chaos, and the entire battle had lost command.

"Not hurt!"

Lin Zhao has not read many books, but he has also heard Mr. Qin say the principle that scholars are "not willing to give in". Although he is not a scholar, he understands a little bit of the truth about the books of sages. At this time, who is more qualified to stand up and take these 100 soldiers from Tiebuying back alive?

So, Lin Zhao leaned forward and punched out a tide-like punch, knocking out a group of demon soldiers, and shouted: "Go back slowly, help the injured person to retreat first, and retreat in a staircase to retreat, don't let the demons bite it!"

"yes!"

Everyone followed the orders. Although Lin Zhao was just a small person, in fact, in the minds of a group of soldiers, this young man who punched like a wind was the god on this battlefield. If it weren't for him, the two hundred people from the Tiebu Camp would have been ruined here.

Lin Zhao fled while retreating and swimming on the edge of the battlefield. Dozens of uninjured soldiers covered everyone back under Lin Zhao's command. Although people were still entangled by the demon clan and could no longer leave, most of the soldiers in the Iron Bud Camp slowly evacuated from the battlefield after a stick of incense.

Soon after, they left the hills, the woodland terrain, and arrived in the open land in the south. The demon clan stopped chasing. The temporary camp of the Tianchi Army Pioneer Camp was in the distance. Even the sound of iron hooves could be heard. These demon clans might have fought with some of the Tiebu Camp, but once they met the iron cavalry of the Pioneer Camp, they would have to die in vain.

...

Amid the sound of horse hooves, a row of iron cavalry of the vanguard camp came towards him. The veteran in charge was wearing armor and carrying two swords behind his back. It was Huang Tingyu.

"What's going on?!"

Huang Tingyu frowned.

"Deputy coach!"

A blood-stained Iron Buying Captain frowned and said, "There is an ambush on the gourd hill in Jiuzhangyuan. The demon clan soldiers are divided into two groups, and there are two demon clans in the fifth realm who are plundering the formation. We almost can't come back."

Huang Ting met with a stern: "Two middle and fifth realms? Then how did you come back?"

An old soldier frowned and said, "Lin Zhao took the attack from two cultivators in the fifth level on his shoulders, killed one, and severely injured one. Then he commanded us to fight and retreat, and retreated from Jiuzhangyuan."

"oh?"

Huang Tingyu looked at Lin Zhao and saw that the young man was covered with injuries. In a battle against the witch of the seventh realm, Lin Zhao used his flesh and blood to fight against the opponent's magic. Although he used the surprise attack of the flying sword Mingyue to finally kill the opponent, in fact, he was not at all good. Then, Huang Tingyu learned about the specific situation on the battlefield of the Iron Buying Camp and nodded.

"alright."

Huang Tingyu looked at everyone: "Lin Zhao, you will retreat to the rear of the Pioneer Camp camp to camp and rest. You don't have to worry about the next battle."

"yes!"

Lin Zhao clasped his fists and took everyone away, while the veteran looked at the boy's back and felt a little sad.

...

night.

The lights are brightly lit in the tent.

Chu Huaixi stood in front of the huge sand table, looking at the dense golden and blood-red flags on the sand table, frowned and said, "The power of both sides was intertwined, and the battle situation began to become more and more stalemate. How was the battle situation at night?"

"I made a little profit, but I also lost a little." Huang Ting said.

“How to say it?”

Chu Huaixi was surprised, and Chen Yu, who was beside him, frowned and said, "Tell me about it in detail?"

"Um."

Huang Tingyu nodded: "The four hundred-man cavalry teams of the Pioneer Camp raided the demon clan positions twice, killing hundreds of demon clans. The losses themselves were minimal. The two iron cavalry in the Death Camp also gained a lot and destroyed one of the frontier positions of the demon clans, but the rest of the camp was not in good condition. The camp that broke the camp was hit by the demon clans for nearly an hour by nearly two thousand elites, and more than one hundred people were lost. Two hundred people in the Tiebu Clan were ordered to attack Hulugang in the southern part of Jiuzhangyuan. When they encountered the ambush of the demon clan, the other party dispatched two middle-five realms and no less than fifty lower-five realms. More than fifty people were killed and more than seventy people were injured."

"What?!"

Chu Huaixi was stunned: "Did two people from Zhongwu Realm be dispatched?"

"Yes, a seventh level cultivator and a sixth level sword cultivator." Huang Tingyu frowned and said, "Fortunately, that boy Lin Zhao blocked the two middle-five levels by himself, killed one by one, and then took everyone to retreat."

"oh?"

Chu Huaixi pondered: "Will Lin Zhao... lead troops?"

“Yes.”

Huang Tingyu smiled and said, "It can be said that he is calm in the face of danger, with good command and orderly command. If Lin Zhao was not there, I am afraid that the 200 people from the Tiebu Camp would be reimbursed."

Chen Yu blinked his big eyes and smiled, "A good thing."

“So best.”

Chu Huaixi smiled: "Lin Zhengxi's son, bloodline and family tradition are there. Lin Zhao's child...if he really can grow up, maybe... would be the next commander of the Tianchi Army, right?"

Huang Tingyu smiled: "It's too early to say this now, but I have a suggestion."

"Well, you said?"

"Let Lin Zhao follow me." Huang Tingyu said in a deep voice: "It's a pity to let him be a leader in the Iron Bu Camp. It's better to come to my vanguard camp. The position of a centurion is just free. He will lead a hundred people to fight the cavalry to try it out. By the way, stay in my coach's tent as a think tank. What does Chu Shuai think?"

Chu Huaixi smiled faintly, brushed his hand gently, and said, "Old Huang, if you want to cultivate Lin Zhao, just let go of the appointment. He may be the most likely to survive when he is by your side."

"yes!"

...

Late at night, Lin Zhao received the military order to be transferred. When he was holding the bronze token of the centurion of the Pioneer Camp, a group of soldiers from the Iron Barrier Camp congratulated each other, while Lin Zhao said goodbye to everyone, rode a war horse sent by the Pioneer Camp, and headed straight to the Pioneer Camp position.

Deputy coach and handsome tent.

Huang Tingyu sat on a handsome chair, gnawing a hot roast chicken in his hand, looked up at Lin Zhao who was exhausted and smiled and said, "General Lin is here~~~"

Lin Zhao was slightly stunned, and then remembered the rules in the Tianchi Army. The commander, the captain, is not a general, but once he is promoted to the centurion, he is already considered a general. And now he has just become a centurion in the Pioneer Camp, so he is naturally one of the generals under Huang Tingyu.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for the promotion!"

Lin Zhao knew very well that this kind of etiquette was indispensable. Although he had indeed made military achievements, he might not be able to become the centurion of the battalion, the second-ranked eighth battalion, such as the Pioneer Camp. This position is a popular one. I wonder how many generals who have experienced many battles are staring at it!

"You're welcome."

Huang Tingyu waved his hand and said, "Come on, give General Lin a chicken."

"Yes, sir!"

A soldier from the cooking camp handed Lin Zhao a roast chicken that had just been hot.

Lin Zhao was indeed hungry. The most consuming thing for the martial artist to punch was physical strength and true energy, so he tear off a chicken leg and finished it in a few seconds. He smiled and said, "What else is there?"

"there is none left."

Huang Tingyu said, "I will rest and recuperate after going back to your 100-person camp to meet all the people. Have a good night's sleep tonight, and you may not have the chance to have a good night's sleep in the next few days."

"Yeah, OK!"

...

Lin Zhao returned to the camp, and the ten commanders were already waiting in the military tent, holding their fists one by one, while Lin Zhao walked to the end of the tent with some trepidation, sat in the centurion's chair, looking at a group of soldiers with golden swords and iron horses on their faces, baptized by wind and frost, Lin Zhao felt even more nervous, but knew that he could not show his fear, so he said in a deep voice: "I, Lin Zhao, have just been transferred from the Iron Bu Camp to the Pioneer Camp to appoint this centurion. If you don't know much about it in the future, please give me some advice!"

Everyone nodded. These talents really respect Lin Zhao. The Tianchi army has always only paid attention to military merits, realm, and command. In the battle on Hulugang, Lin Zhao killed a seventh-level cultivator, severely injured a sixth-level sword cultivator, killed more than five-level people, and commanded them properly. More than 100 people from the Iron Buying successfully retreated. This kind of military merit is enough to prove everything. At this time, even the centurion boy was only fifteen years old, everyone was convinced!

...

Not long after, Lin Zhao ordered everyone to rest early and he slept in the centurion's military tent. Not only was he injured, but he also exhausted his energy. At this moment, he was so tired.

However, when he fell asleep, he seemed to hear someone talking in the sky.

"Sister Feiyue, how was it going to look for Shen Xingchen?"

"Not really, that girl looks good, but she is also scheming. I don't have the chance to ask Xiao Zhao about anything."

"Well, the people from the game side revealed in the afternoon that Lin Zhao was doing well in the snowy Tianchi."

"That's good, we don't have to hurry, wait until he wakes up."

"Um!"
Chapter completed!