The full-scale tuba is in the apocalypse

Chapter 280 Fighting Spirit
particle space.

A group of exotic horses are in the space, bored, sitting or lying down. They have not worked for nearly a month since they went to sea.

If this continues, the cost of living will definitely be compressed.

How good it is to fight, there are extra meals during the battle, you can run wildly, have fun, and bully your fellow riders.

The key is not to die, not to be injured, well, there is still a possibility of lameness, but it will be fine in a few days.

"It's boring, it's boring. I haven't fought for almost a month. My muscles are a little slack. I really miss the time when I went to the battlefield." The old green horse complained to a bay red horse beside him.

Because of his seniority, he is a veteran who followed Shen Rui. It has faintly become a unique existence among the horses. Of course, it is not the leader. If you want to be the leader, you must run the fastest and be the strongest.

In the previous competitions, all the horses were not as good as the old and young horses, but now everyone has a halo, and the qualities they should have are undoubtedly displayed.

"Old horse, what you are talking about seems like you used to be able to go on the field often, why don't you just follow the master and watch from behind? Every time you go to the battlefield, no one will choose you as a war horse." The bay red horse said disdainfully.

"Tch, I'm in charge, so of course I won't move out as easily as you." The old horse countered.

All the horses have ties to each other, fighting at sea, they can't help, they can only eat for nothing.

If they are bastards, they may feel very comfortable, but they are all pursuing, arrogant horses, and have wisdom, so they don't allow themselves to eat for nothing.

The key is the quality of the white rice, which is not 01:30 worse than the battle meal.

After all, battles can be divided into spoils, and they, as the fighting party, also have combat merit statistics.

With their trophies, they can greatly improve their lives and satisfy their unique interests.

The cavalry team defaulted to contracting the basic resources needed for training and daily support, but if you want to speed up your training and some private horse preferences, you need to pay for it personally.

For example, the white horse who loves to read novels, the one who was called out just now, spends a lot of money every time he buys a book, because this thing is no longer produced, so it can only be transferred from the reserve warehouse or purchased from the underground market, and the price is naturally high.

When the sleepy white horse came back, all the horses gathered around when they saw its beaming face.

"Master, what's the matter?" A group of horses came up and asked.

"Of course it's a good thing. The masters want to help us solve the problem of fighting at sea. In the future, we will learn subjects such as underwater breathing, underwater walking, and underwater sprinting..."

"It sounds difficult. We are land creatures. How can we breathe like a fish?" Some exotic horses could not help but flinch.

"Cut, what's so difficult about it?" A black horse suddenly said, "In summer, I often went swimming in a grassland lake, and I could breathe underwater..."

When the horses heard this, they became interested. They all found it difficult, but they didn't expect the other party to find it easy?
"How did you do it?" Sleepy White Horse also asked curiously, "The masters mean to let us evolve our own organs and transform them through particles. I don't think there is anything special about you."

The black horse said triumphantly: "It's not easy? I saw a few children dive underwater with reeds to fish, so I made a breathing tube out of particles, and it went directly to my nose. It's very easy. "

"So that's how it is." The sleepy white horse suddenly realized that this is indeed very simple. For the different horses that are basically above the third level, it is not difficult to control some particles to construct a trachea.

"No, no, that's normal for you. When you really start a war, the particles fly around, and your particle trachea will be broken all at once?" The old horse shook his head and said.

It knows the dangers of fighting, and this method is simply impossible to use in actual combat, especially these exotic horses that are on the front line.

"That's right, the old horse is really knowledgeable, old black, your routine is good for swimming, it can't be used on the battlefield, we must be like fish, learn to control water to fight in the water." The sleeping white horse nodded.

It has read a lot of books and has imagination, so it can imagine the failure of this fighting method.

"Water control, that thing is a bit difficult. I go to soak in the water every day in summer, and I haven't learned it yet. It's been two or three years." The black horse sighed.

All the horses suddenly felt very tricky.

"Could it be that we've really become tasteless?" Some different horses sighed.

"Hey, it's really hard for a strong horse to let those of us who run on land go to do the work of swimming in the water..." Many different horses echoed.

"Why are you so depressed, don't forget, we are undead war horses!" The sleepy white horse suddenly neighed, "We must be worthy of this sacred title, as the core of the undead army, we must have this awareness, no matter the abyss or heaven , we must all be able to rush up!"

For a moment, the horses were stunned.

If the other party's words are placed in the eyes of ordinary people, they will only feel that they are too mediocre and naive.

But don't forget that these different horses are all about three years old. According to the conversion of human age, it is the time when they are the youngest, the most middle-aged, and the most yearning for those hot blood!
So after they finished listening, their eyes began to shine one by one.

"Yes, we are the legendary undead horses, the core of the undead cavalry!"

"Well, we must let those opponents, those spectators see how powerful we are!"

"We can't let humans and other aliens underestimate us, we must be worthy of this title!"

Many different horses responded one after another.

This is collective honor!

They have already begun to produce this kind of honor, and because of their immortality, they don't have to worry about no one inheriting the honor, because veterans are really immortal!

When you are in it, the original reason will be obliterated by the collective will, which is the power of the collective honor, it can make you forget the suffering, make you full of fighting spirit, and make the selfish people have to go with the brigade.

Horses themselves are animals that live in groups, similar to humans, so they also have the basis for collective honor.

And the sleepy white horse who read too many hot-blooded novels grasped the crux of the problem at once.

No matter how difficult the problem is, as long as it has this attitude, it believes that even if it cannot completely solve the problem, it can still get the understanding of the masters.

And the emotion of looking for reasons and fearing difficulties just now will only disappoint the masters.

And the end of disappointment is likely to be eliminated!

There were too many strange things, so it saw the magical octopus and the domesticated swordfish monster.

Among other things, there is that giant eagle.

Aberrants are not irreplaceable aberrations.

But it absolutely does not want to be eliminated from this comfort zone.

Because as long as you fight every day, you can relax at night, come back and stay up late to read novels, and someone will brush your hair in the shower...

There is no other place like this in this world.

In other places, it has to worry about poisonous snakes in the middle of the night, attacks in the shadows, strange birds in the sky, and many, many things to worry about...

It is not in the mood to read novels at ease, and must be vigilant at all times.

So this kind of day, it absolutely cannot be destroyed by other factors.

(End of this chapter)