Jianling Nine Heavens

Chapter 224

As the news of the recruitment of mercenaries into the army came out, mercenaries continued to rush towards Shenlei Castle, and they were surprised to see Qin Feng in the long queue. Soon there was also a long queue behind Qin Feng, and people were quite fond of him. Interested, but no one dares to make trouble here.

Qin Feng has long been accustomed to this kind of pointing and pointing, and turned a deaf ear to it, resting his mind.

As the sky gradually darkened, a group of soldiers walked out of the city gate, distributing food to the mercenaries lined up.The number of mercenaries is too large to enter the castle in one day. The army in the city is responsible for supplying food, and sleeping in the wild is unavoidable.But for mercenaries, this is commonplace, so it's nothing.

As night fell, the interrogation and registration continued until late at night, when the gates of the city were closed, and those who hadn't entered could only lament their bad luck and spend the night outside the city.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged and practiced silently. No matter where he was, he would not change this habit.

When it was daylight, there was a shocking sound on the other side of Shenlei Castle, bursts of resonant drums resounded through the sky, and immediately a burst of shouts of killing rang out, deafening.

Apparently, a great war broke out there, and the Hailing army launched a fierce offensive.The ground was shaking, and a black shadow appeared in the sky, but it was densely packed with flying arrows.

"There's a war, there's a fight!"

"How can you resist so many arrows? If you are hit, you will definitely become a hedgehog!"

The mercenaries woke up one after another. Just hearing this movement and seeing this scene, they knew the brutality of the battle, and they all felt palpitations.

"Don't worry, I heard that our mercenaries will be organized into special teams to perform some special tasks, so we don't have to face this kind of battle. The defense of the city will be done by the army in the castle and the recruited men." A Said the mercenary.

Hearing this, most of the mercenaries couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Even if they were used to seeing life and death, they would inevitably be frightened in the face of a more terrifying and bloody war.

Qin Feng stared at the black shadows that kept flashing in the sky, and then listened to the loud noises that kept coming, and he couldn't calm down. How many lives will be taken away by war, and how many bones will be left after the first battle?
After a long time, the city gate on this side finally opened, and a group of soldiers trotted out neatly like yesterday, lined up on both sides, and began to register to enter the city again.

After noon, Qin Feng finally came to the gate of the city, and there was only the last person left in front of him.

Standing at the gate of the city, looking up at the ten-foot-high wall made of black soil mixed with special materials, I can't help but feel small in the face of this behemoth.

The person in front was put into the castle, Qin Feng stepped forward quickly, there was a table, a middle-aged man sat behind the table, and there was a thick record book on the table.

He raised his head and glanced at Qin Feng and couldn't help being taken aback, then asked immediately, "Are you a mercenary?"

Qin Feng didn't reply, he directly took out the mercenary badge and handed it to the other party.

The man's face was full of doubts. He took the mercenary badge and checked it carefully. After confirming that there was no doubt, he handed the mercenary badge back to Qin Feng. He still looked at him and asked, "Name, age, place of origin, cultivation level?"

"Qin Feng, 15 years old, from the Qin family in Kunluo City, the sixth-level sword leader."

The man quickly wrote down these in the thick notebook, and he couldn't help being startled when he heard "Six Heavens Sword Chief". After registering the information, he made some marks, and said immediately: "Qin Feng, serial number 14359 , go straight ahead, turn left again, and report to the First Barracks of the Third Army."

Qin Feng didn't ask any more questions. He put away the mercenary badge and went straight through the city gate. Along the way, there were some people on both sides who cast strange gazes.

Not long after, a wooden sign appeared at a crossroad, with an arrow pointing to the left, and two lines of words on it: "Third Army Corps, First Army Battalion".

Qin Feng followed the signs and searched all the way, and found the first military camp in a short while.

There are two refusal antlers on both sides of the street. Presumably, they were originally placed in the middle of the road to block people approaching, but now they are opened, and there are three long lines in the middle of the road.

Qin Feng was at the end of the team in the middle, and it was his turn after half a quarter of an hour. A person sat behind a wooden table and asked, "Name, serial number?"

"Qin Feng, 14359." Fortunately, Qin Feng memorized the serial number at that time.

The man wrote it down in a thick book and let him go: "When you enter the barracks, you must obey the rules and go to the sixth concentration camp to wait for assignment."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, passed the man and walked forward, and what caught his eyes was a large one-story house, and mercenaries in different clothes walked in and out from time to time, and several teams of uniformly dressed and well-equipped soldiers kept shuttling among them patrol.

Although a big battle is going on ahead, the military management here does not dare to relax at all. The mercenaries are all licking blood, most of them are bloody and wild, and it is very easy to fight if they disagree with each other. Quite a headache, had to send soldiers to maintain order.

"Hey, boy, are you also a mercenary?" At this moment, a voice came from the left, interrupting Qin Feng's thoughts.

It was a burly man in his forties who had just finished registering and was about to go to the sixth concentration camp. Seeing the young Qin Feng, he couldn't help asking.

Qin Feng nodded slightly, then walked forward.

"Hey, boy, walk slowly, you are also going to the sixth concentration camp, right? One piece." The big man quickly caught up, looking at Qin Feng full of novelty, "I'm Liu Dekuai, I don't know what the name of the little brother is?"

"Uh, Liu Dekuai, how fast are you going?" Hearing the name, Qin Feng couldn't help being stunned, stopped and couldn't help looking at the big man.Running away from battle in this army is a felony, and even if you are a mercenary, abandoning your companions and running away is the most despised kind, and this guy's name is "Sneak Fast", which is really worrying, who dares to fight with him? him a piece.

I saw that the big man was wearing a gray blouse with his chest exposed, a long brown belt around his waist, gray trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes. His whole body was almost gray and slightly dirty.There is a beard on his face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, his curly hair is a bit messy, and there is even a little stain on the left side of his face.

At first glance, he is a sloppy big man!

And there is an epee behind it, but it is a sword repairer.

Seeing Qin Feng looking over, the big man put one hand in the front of his shirt, and stroked the stubble on his chin with the other, "hehe" and smiled: "My parents didn't get this name, so I can't help it."

As he spoke, he spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.

"Little brother, don't know your name yet?"

"Qin Feng." After speaking, Qin Feng continued to walk forward. There were wooden signs above the doors of each house. Just follow those wooden signs to find the sixth concentration camp.

The sloppy man kept talking behind Qin Feng, and he was extremely chatty, but what made people speechless was that he spit and sprayed Qin Feng all over his face, making him unable to help but cast a grudge no matter how determined he was. eyes, but the slovenly man smiled mischievously, still pestering Qin Feng endlessly.

Qin Feng tried his best to avoid the flying spittle, but didn't listen much.Now that he has officially entered the army, he is about to face the invading army of Hailing Kingdom, so he can't help but feel a little nervous.

Although I have experienced a lot in the past year, it is the first time to join the army and participate in the war. For a boy under the age of 16, it is a ghost not to be nervous.The general entry requirement is 18 years of age or older.

(End of this chapter)