The weather gradually became colder. The gray sky was mixed with gusts of cold wind, causing the battles at the border to stop.
If there was a war between the two armies, it would wait until spring next year when the ice and snow melted.
If they started a war now, it would be very disadvantageous for the attacking side.
On one hand, the soldiers wouldn't be able to withstand the cold. On the other hand, the unpredictable weather would determine the direction of the war.
In this kind of weather, the Death Legion began to mobilize. The various teams divided up their work in an orderly manner. Some entered the mountain wolves to hunt monsters and use meat to exchange for merits. Others used meat to survive the winter. Some cut down trees and brought back large amounts of trees to the legion so that they could make fires for warmth during the winter. Some even began to dig caves to avoid the cold when the ice and snow arrived …
The originally scattered Death Legion suddenly became orderly. Only the Rose of Death and the cold-faced adjutant knew.
The others hadn't noticed the changes in the Death Legion for the time being. They were currently paying attention to the competition between the new junior marshal and major general.
On the lonely peak, the Rose of Death and the cold-faced adjutant stood together. They looked down at the soldiers below the Death Legion and conversed.
"The legion has changed a lot these days," the cold-faced adjutant said softly.
"Is that so?" the Rose of Death said disapprovingly.
These two people had cold personalities. It wasn't easy for them to coexist together.
"Yes. I don't know if it's right for you to let Yang Wu be the deputy commander. The Death Legion's final fate is death. He gave the Death Legion vitality. This is something some people don't want to see," the cold-faced adjutant said.
"So what if they don't want to see it? The barbarian army will definitely attack in spring. They may all die, but I hope that fewer of them will die," the Rose of Death replied.
"This isn't your style," the cold-faced adjutant said to the Rose of Death.
"People change," the Rose of Death said expressionlessly.
"Yes, people change," the cold-faced adjutant agreed. After a pause, he said, "The new festival has begun. Our Death Legion has been deprived of the position of junior marshal and major general."
"They're afraid," the Rose of Death said.
"Yes, they're afraid. They're afraid that the position of Young Commander will fall to a prison slave soldier. This is something they can't tolerate. It can also be seen that they don't have confidence in the new generation. How can they win against the barbarian army like this?" The cold-faced adjutant sighed.
"That's not what we care about. We only care about how to survive," the Rose of Death said indifferently.
"Yes, I hope I'll still be alive when winter comes next year." The cold-faced adjutant looked up at the sky with a sorrowful expression.
…
On the Barbarian Suppression Battle Platform, the eighteen battle platforms were in full swing.
This was a grand event held once every five years. Within half a month, a Young Marshal and Eight Major Generals would be selected, and they would have the opportunity to replace the current Nine Magnates in the future.
In the entire army, only the Death Legion was disqualified. As long as the members of the other legions were not over 30 years old, they could challenge the Death Legion.
Out of a large army of more than a hundred thousand people, at least one-third of them were young people under the age of thirty, and there were more than ten thousand people participating in the challenge.
These ten thousand people at least had a little confidence in themselves and a little strength, so they dared to participate.
Not every one of these people wanted to win the position of Young Commander or Major General. They wanted to use this challenge grand event to test what level they could reach. At the same time, it was a kind of training for themselves.
Before this grand event, Fen Yaoyang, who was the most popular prospective Young Marshal, had indeed shown an invincible posture. He had basically swept all his opponents along the way.
In addition, there were more than ten people who were expected to reach the position of Major General. The biggest dark horse was an outsider who had just joined the army.
This outsider was called Li Ziying. It was rumored that he was a district chief from the nearby Wolf Smoke Mountain Range. He had reached the Advanced General Realm before the age of thirty, and he also had powerful combat skills that could shake top General Realm experts.
From the moment he appeared, he had won seven battles in a row. In each battle, he defeated his opponent with one move. His attacks were even more ruthless, and they were basically murderous.
With these seven victories, Li Ziying gained a lot of popularity.
In addition, Wan Lanxin also participated in this challenge grand event.
Wan Lanxin had also reached the Advanced General Realm. Her spear skills were extraordinary, and she had defeated all her opponents along the way. Whether she could become a Major General or not was not a question, but at least she could enter the top 100.
…
While this flourishing age was in full swing, on a mountain near the Purification Pool, a young man was cultivating diligently.
In the cold weather of early winter, this young man was running through the mountains bare-chested with a huge rock on his back.
This young man was Shou Hou. He looked a little older, but in fact, he was only 19 years old, only two years older than Yang Wu.
Shou Hou's strength had already reached the Advanced Warrior Realm long ago, and he could carry at least 10 Ding of Strength.
The rock on his back was estimated to weigh ten thousand kilograms, which was completely within his bearing range. However, it was extremely difficult for him to run. Every step he took made a deep pit in the ground, and sweat kept dripping from his face.
His bearing force did not mainly come from the rock itself, but from the one-armed old man sitting on the rock.
The one-armed old man's body was much weaker than the rock, but he sat on it as steady as a rock, motionless. He was Shou Hou's master, Zuo Yidao.
Since Shou Hou became Zuo Yidao's disciple, he did not teach Shou Hou any martial arts, nor did he teach him any cultivation method. Because he knew that Shou Hou already had the cultivation method, he did not ask him to change it. He just wanted Shou Hou to keep refining his body.
Shou Hou was exhausted by Zuo Yidao every day, and he had almost no time to rest. He had to face Zuo Yidao's forced training at any time.
Shou Hou's realm did not improve, but his strength was growing rapidly. Moreover, he was gradually able to control the awakening of the blood in his body.
When Shou Hou finished a day's training, he threw the rock on his back out heavily.
The rock, which weighed ten thousand kilograms, rolled far away like a meteor.
After Shou Hou threw the rock, he wanted to lie down and rest, but when he saw his master appear in front of him indifferently, he immediately got into a horse stance and ran his own cultivation method to eliminate fatigue.
At this time, the Internal Force in his body grew considerably, and his acupoints exploded like beans at this moment.
Not only that, the Internal Force in his meridians twitched wildly, and his dantian seemed to have been hungry for a long time, crazily absorbing the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi from the outside world.
Shou Hou's aura rose steadily, and finally, he steadily broke through to the Top Warrior Realm.
When Shou Hou finished his breakthrough, there was no surprise on his face. He bowed slightly to his master and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Master."
"Well, it's good that you understand. The power that has been suppressing you, once released, will be of great benefit to your breakthrough." Zuo Yidao said with appreciation.
As for Shou Hou's breakthrough in such a short time, as his master, he was also very happy.
However, if he knew that Shou Hou actually had the ability to break through to the General Realm, who knew what he would think.
Now, Shou Hou had opened a total of three hundred and sixty-five acupoints. For an ordinary martial artist, once they reached this number, they would be able to condense Profound Armor and become a General in one fell swoop. However, Shou Hou did not do so because he remembered what Yang Wu had said to him. He had to break through seven hundred and twenty acupoints and open the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. This was the foundation of opening the Martial Body.
Shou Hou believed Yang Wu's words without a doubt, so he suppressed his impulse to break through again.
"Big Brother, I will catch up with you as soon as possible." Shou Hou was full of confidence in himself.
After his bloodline had awakened, the Profound Formula inside his body was circulating, and it was much smoother and more suitable for him than the Profound Formula that Yang Wu had passed on to him. This was also the reason why he was able to make breakthroughs in such a short time.
Little Hei once said that Shou Hou was born with a Fighting Martial Body and could become a God of War in the future. This was definitely not a lie, because the origin of the bloodline in Shou Hou's body was quite amazing.
"That's all for today. After tomorrow, I will teach you combat skills. You have to continue to work hard and strive to reach the General Realm as soon as possible." Zuo Yidao encouraged Shou Hou.
…
Outside the military camp, several teenagers hurriedly emerged from the mountain range.
The soldiers on guard surrounded them, but the leader of the teenagers showed his token and said proudly, "I'm Tang Chencheng, the Fifth Prince. Take us to see your Marshal immediately."
If Yang Wu were here, he would definitely recognize that these teenagers were the ones he had met in the mountain range.
After the conflict with Yang Wu, they had wanted to leave the mountain range. But later, they encountered some things one after another, which made them gain something. The Fifth Prince had even broken through to the Intermediate General Realm, so his pride had soared to the sky.
How could these soldiers dare to doubt the Fifth Prince's words? They hurriedly led them to the Marshal's tent.
On the way, Lin Qiqi saw a figure hurriedly passing by. She said in surprise, "Eh, it's him?"
"Junior Sister Lin, what's wrong?" The Fifth Prince asked when he saw Lin Qiqi stop.
"Nothing. I just thought I saw someone who looked like Viscount Yang we met in the mountain range," Lin Qiqi said honestly.
When the Fifth Prince heard the words "Viscount Yang", a ferocious look immediately appeared on his face. He said, "It better not be him. Otherwise, I will drag him out and tear him to pieces."
He recalled that in the mountain range, he, a prince, was actually robbed. This was really a very sullen thing.
"Fifth Prince, let the past be the past," Lin Qiqi advised.
She still felt a little guilty toward Yang Wu. Yang Wu saved her, but he was misunderstood by her companions, which led to some unhappiness later. She really did not want the Fifth Prince to kill Yang Wu.
"If I don't take revenge, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!" The Fifth Prince said firmly.
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