From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 48: Three-Pattern Red Glass Spear; Jiang Qiyu's Taoism (Please read it later~)

Yang Jianwen was holding a military book in his hand and reading it quietly. He said calmly, "General Zhao ordered your Bingzi Battalion to hold out for eleven days. You have successfully completed this difficult task. Wu Fengdeng, you are great."

He gave a bitter smile: "Thank you for the compliment, General."

"Your C Battalion has already achieved military merit, and now you have two choices."

"First, withdraw to the rear to exchange for military merits, and then go home to have children."

"Second, follow my vanguard army and continue to advance deeper, kill the enemy and gain merit."

Yang Jianwen slowly closed the military book in his hand and stared at Wu Fengdeng.

"You are not under my command, so you can make whatever choice you want. I will not interfere."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengdeng nodded slowly.

For him, he would definitely choose to stay on the battlefield. After all, only here could he condense karma points and improve his strength at the fastest speed.

But for Guo Han and other remaining soldiers of the Bing Battalion, this choice is very meaningful.

Since joining the war, they have experienced life and death situations, and their inner desire for peace and family must be extremely strong.

It is still unknown whether they want to leave or stay.

Wu Fengdeng said in a deep voice: "General, I am willing to follow the army deep into the enemy's territory, but I am not sure whether my brothers are willing to continue fighting. Please give me some time to ask them."

Yang Jianwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "You are the centurion of the Bing Battalion, their direct superior, can't you stop this kind of thing?"

It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders, especially from his immediate superior, who has the final say.

She didn't expect that Wu Fengdeng actually wanted to hear the opinions of his subordinates.

"Superiors can certainly force their subordinates to do things, but those who are determined to return home will only think about their families and peace. Such soldiers lack drive and are useless. It is better to let them return home to raise their children."

"Besides, the general also said that they have made contributions and are qualified soldiers defending the country. They have the opportunity to return home."

"Once they have warmed up their families, they will surely be more motivated."

Wu Fengdeng knew very well that if a person's mind was not focused on the present, he would not be able to accomplish anything great and might even lose sight of his essential responsibilities.

Moreover, the remaining brothers in the Bing Camp have suffered too much. If there is a chance, we should not stop them from living a peaceful life for a few days.

Yang Jianwen waved his hand, and the pretty woman next to him pulled out the thread and slowly stepped aside.

"As you wish."

She was wearing a red middle coat, and then changed the subject: "Since you are following the army deep into the enemy's territory, you must have a weapon that suits you. I see that you are good at using a spear, so I will give you one, Bao'er."

"promise."

The pretty girl named Bao'er bowed slightly, turned around and walked out.

Soon, she came over slowly, carrying a maroon spear.

The spear was more than seven feet long, slender and smooth, with simple dragon-shaped lines. The tip of the spear was made of an unknown red crystal material, which was translucent and sharp.

"Master Wu."

Baoer presented it with both hands and smiled cleverly.

"Thank you."

Wu Fengdeng hurriedly took it with both hands, and felt something cold in his hands.

However, as soon as Bao'er let go, Wu Fengdeng's arms suddenly sank, and the heavy weight caught him off guard.

Good weight!

It must be at least 150 kilograms...

"The three-patterned red glass spear was used by this general five years ago. It weighs 162 jin and is made from the famously hard and sharp red dan crystal. It was specially made by the Gongshu family. It has been with this general in battle for three months and remains unscathed."

Yang Jianwen tied his belt and introduced slowly.

"Red Glass Spear, Zhu Danjing..."

This touched upon Wu Fengdeng's blind spot in knowledge, but he could still see the extraordinary nature of this gun.

He stayed in the blacksmith shop for a month, and from the perspective of a craftsman he could see the high density and exquisite craftsmanship of the gun.

Moreover, it could be used by Yang Jianwen for three months without any damage, which shows its excellent quality.

She is famous for her ferocity!
And the spear she used yesterday was also a red glass spear, but compared with the one in front of him, it had more complex dragon patterns and was sharper.

This feeling is still a series.

Wu Fengdeng secretly smacked his lips, and then was filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, General, for the gun!" Seeing him bow, the pretty girl next to him covered her mouth and lowered her head with a smile in her eyes.

No one knew what he was laughing at, which made Wu Fengdeng wonder if there was something strange about him.

"Bao'er, fetch the military merit book."

"promise."

She then withdrew her gaze, walked to the bamboo cabinet in the corner of the tent, and pulled out the military merit book of the expeditionary army's Bing battalion from a group of bamboo slips.

"So far, you have accumulated six levels of military merit, which can be exchanged for awards. Please choose for yourself."

Yang Jianwen threw the bamboo slips to him from a distance.

Weiguo's military merit is divided into nine grades, and the sixth grade military merit is rare for a centurion, which can be exchanged for seventeen kinds of elixirs, weapons and other rewards.

Wu Fengdeng originally wanted to save it and exchange it for a bigger one after the war.

But after today's battle, he realized that he had to develop as soon as possible, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could survive the war.

"My main shortcoming right now is that my realm is too low. The key is to quickly improve to the bone strengthening realm."

Wu Fengdeng glanced over it and finally his gaze stopped on the [Tiger Bone Glue].

This is an auxiliary elixir specially developed for the bone strengthening realm. It can greatly increase bone strength. It is very suitable for Wu Fengdeng who is eager to break through to the bone strengthening realm.

Seeing him make the choice, Yang Jianwen nodded and said, "There is still some surplus at the Quartermaster Department. Take him to get it."

"Thank you General!"

……

At the Vanguard Army's Quartermaster Department, Wu Fengdeng obtained a palm-sized piece of dark brown tiger bone glue, which felt cold in his hand.

"Master Wu, Tiger Bone Glue is only for the Bone Strengthening Stage. You are currently in the Skin Refining Stage. If you take it, you may not be able to withstand the medicinal effects."

Baoer took out a white jade bottle from his wide sleeves and said with a faint smile, "Wind and Frost Dew, this was created by the great disciple of Changshang Jun, Bian Que. It is mild and feminine, and can balance the yang medicinal power. It will be more effective if taken with tiger bone glue."

"Wind, frost and dew..."

Wu Fengdeng was slightly delighted, and immediately said with a smile: "Thank you Miss Bao'er for the medicine. It would be disrespectful for me to refuse it."

As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later.

Tonight Wu Fengdeng really felt that his luck had changed. Not only did he get a new weapon, the Red Glass Spear, he also obtained two precious elixirs, Tiger Bone Glue and Wind Frost Dew. It can be said that he had a great harvest.

Although I don’t know why Yang Jianwen and Bao’er in front of me appreciate it so much, the benefits are real and worth being happy about.

Putting it into his sleeve, Wu Fengdeng couldn't help but ask the doubts in his mind.

Bao'er just smiled faintly.

"Master Wu, don't worry. This is General Yang's order. First, because you have made great achievements in the war and are a promising talent. Second, it is also a request from an old friend."

"Just accept it safely."

……

Diqiu, Jixia Academy.

The night is like a gauze hanging above, and the candlelight flickers like fireflies in the silence.

Tonight is the monthly time for discussing Taoism and scriptures. Disciples from various schools gather in the central Wentian Tower, some quoting from scriptures on the cushions, while others studying martial arts in the martial arts field. It is quite lively.

Beside the window frame on the top floor, Jiang Qiyu sat quietly.

At this time, she was already wearing a light blue wide robe like Yisu, with her long hair draped over her back. Her skin was much more delicate and soft than before, like mutton fat.

Especially those slender hands, which were originally covered with calluses and scratches, but now looked fresh and charming, gently brushing the potted plants in front of her.

As she moved, wisps of green light appeared, and the potted plants in her hands climbed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, sprouting branches and green buds.

The green buds also gradually swelled up, ready to bloom, and then slowly unfolded their pink and white petals.

Tianren Wuxue, man and nature.

Jiang Qiyu smiled sweetly.

call!
Suddenly, a cluster of flames sprang up out of nowhere, and the lush potted plants withered in an instant and then turned into ashes.

She was startled and looked up.

Not far away, next to the red pillar, several young men from the Yin-Yang School were watching this place with a covetous look. Among them, the young man with red flames tattooed on his body glanced at them with disdain, with flames still jumping on his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)