Chapter 152: The last large-scale mandatory training ends, Zhao Xing is coaxed

"How can there be an intelligence-lowering spell in the world?! One by one, they all become stupid!" Xia Jing looked at the people covering their heads, acting silly and drooling, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"I never want to participate in this kind of mandatory training again; I don't know how much longer I can hold on."

Cao Shuang shook his head, as if trying to shake the stupidity out of his brain.

"Zhao Xing, if I act stupid like these martial artists later, just knock me out!"

Cao Shuang said to Zhao Xing next to him.

Xia Jing was unhappy: "What do you mean, looking down on us martial artists?"

"So what, I am looking down on you, what are you going to do?!" Cao Shuang said angrily.

"Do you want to die? I'll chop you right now!" Xia Jing drew his sword.

"Come on!" Cao Shuang stuck out his neck and gestured, "Chop here, if you don't chop, you're a dog-born Xia Jing!"

"I'll fuck your mother!" Xia Jing’s sword drew with a clang and immediately slashed toward Cao Shuang’s neck.

"Puchi~" A hand blocked Cao Shuang’s neck, blood flowed out, and it gripped the sword.

"Brother Xia, wake up." Zhao Xing slowly lifted Xia Jing’s sword; although blood was flowing, he still moved the sword away from Cao Shuang’s neck.

"Fuck you, you really chopped? I'll fight you to the death!" Cao Shuang immediately spat out a line of fire, three zhang high, and rushed toward Xia Jing.

"Bang!" "Uh..."

Zhao Xing’s hand-blade was sharp, knocking Cao Shuang unconscious. The fire he spat out turned around, only scorching Xia Jing’s hair, before being absorbed back by Zhao Xing.

"Bastard, how dare you use fire to burn my head, move aside, I'll chop him!" Xia Jing’s sword, which had been lifted, was about to chop down again.

"Slap!" Zhao Xing slapped Xia Jing on the forehead, the Mud-Ball Palace vibrated, and a golden aura was dispersed. "Are you calm now?"

"Hiss..." Reason returned to Xia Jing’s eyes.

"Slap!" Zhao Xing thought Xia Jing hadn't recovered and did it again.

"Stop! It’s okay, Brother Zhao, I’m awake!" Seeing Zhao Xing wanted to hit a third time, Xia Jing immediately threw away his sword, indicating he had broken free from the spell’s influence.

"Good, let’s discuss a strategy." Zhao Xing pointed to the sand table next to him, "In this joint military exercise of all departments, there are few high-level command generals left in our new recruit camp."

"We must gather these remnants and break out as soon as possible, otherwise, whether it’s martial artists, agricultural officials, or mechanism masters... no one will have good grades in this training."

Xia Jing rubbed his cheeks and lifted the tent to look.

In the barracks outside, a group of people were fighting, a group had fallen to the ground, and another group was squatting on the ground, drooling and playing with ants.

Among the familiar faces of the four major martial departments, Zhang Jie was shitting without regard for his image, Chen Fang was watching him shit, and there were some who remained rational, but their eyes were a bit confused.

Chen Fang was even lying on a chair wrapped in medical bandages, groaning.

This was a large-scale [Mandatory Training], simulating real combat, located at the 'Heavenly Gate Peaks' near the Inverted Peak Mountain.

The reserves within the Ten Suns Grotto-Heaven, the Martial Department, the Ministry of Agriculture, the Craftsman Workshop, and the Temple were participating together.

A total of over 150,000 people from the four departments!

Their opponents were only 30,000, but these 30,000 were all drawn from the nine regular armies within the Ten Suns Grotto-Heaven.

This mandatory training truly taught the new recruits a good lesson.

150,000 fighting 30,000, they didn't need anything else, just required to break out.

But half a month had passed, and the most elite recruit camp, a genius combination like Xia Jing, Zhao Xing, and Cao Shuang, hadn't been able to break out either.

Xia Jing’s spirit, which had just been lifted, sank again.

Who knows what they had experienced these days?

First, it was the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, with Temple officiants ordering tens of thousands of mountain ghosts to sneak attack the recruits' barracks.

Immediately after, it was seven days of bombardment by barbarian five-element catapults.

For another five days, natural disasters followed one after another: floods, earthquakes, scorching sun, insect infestations... all the insects and beasts of the Heavenly Gate Peaks were driven over.

In these last few days, they sent ritual cultivators to cast intelligence-lowering spells, counter-espionage spells, and provocation spells on the recruits.

The provocation spell caused many recruits to leave the combat sequence and rush toward the veteran camp like crazy.

The counter-espionage spell, Chen Fang was an example; he was beaten by Zhang Jie, Hu Bing, and ten martial artists who had been hit by the spell, and he was still groaning there.

During this period, the intelligence-lowering spell continued to take effect, making them all irritable and unable to think calmly.

Even just now, Xia Jing wanted to chop Cao Shuang with one sword.

"How to fight?" Xia Jing looked at the sky speechlessly, "The marching tent and military flag cannot protect everyone. We few main generals stay in the marching palace, with officiants casting spells, we can isolate one or two, but once we go out, we have to be affected by these spells."

Zhao Xing, who had bandaged his palm, walked out: "There is no way, we must create a way to break out. The effect of the spells is intermittent. Whether it’s ritual cultivators or ghost-controlling officiants, large-scale spellcasting like this has an interval."

"Brother Xia, look."

Xia Jing followed Zhao Xing’s pointing and looked at the sand table in the tent.

"Heavenly Gate Peaks, the distance between mountains, the Craftsman school arrays between peaks, all have gaps and weak points, which are the breakout points for our recruit camp."

"Welcoming Guest Peak, Longevity Peak, Three Pure Mountains, Jade Curtain Waterfall, Carefree Valley, One Line Sky, South Clear Garden... these forty-six locations are all places we can break out from."

"We are following the route of Longevity Peak, One Line Sky, and Jade Curtain Waterfall. According to previous breakout experience, the interval of spellcasting on this road, ghost-controlling obstacles: start at the third quarter of the Zi hour, and end at the beginning of the Mao hour."

"Natural disaster obstacles, start at the seventh quarter of the Chen hour, end at the third quarter of the Shen hour, one of eighteen random natural disasters appears, and my brothers in the Ministry of Agriculture and I can warn in advance."

"The ritual cultivator’s three-method barrier starts at the fourth quarter of the You hour and ends at the end of the Hai hour, the three methods alternate, occasionally sudden attacks, but we also have breathing time."

"Weak points, their soldiers' combat power is also deliberately set to be relatively weak, as long as we can reach the place, we can rush over..."

Listening to Zhao Xing’s explanation, Xia Jing’s eyes lit up: "Yes, we can go over, Zhao Xing, you truly have the demeanor of a great general, I didn't expect you to think of so much!"

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Xia, this is the joint decision of the nine of us, we are already on the way to break out, this is the forty-seventh time I have told you these words."

Xia Jing was horrified, then said: "Yes, I remember! It is indeed you, me, Cao Shuang, and Chen Fang, Zhang Yi and others who thought of it together."

"This is the how many-th time I’ve been hit by the 'Forget-Worry Spell'? Were there any important decisions missed during this period?"

"I can't remember either." Zhao Xing took out a roll of yellow paper, on which many things were recorded, "But Zhang Yi recorded it with a holy page, you can take a look."

"Where is he?" Xia Jing asked, "Resting next door."

"Wang Gong and Qi Gong are repairing the flying boat." Zhao Xing said, "In another hour, the people in the camp will be able to recover their sanity, but you and I must act quickly, wake these people up in advance, otherwise there won't be much time left for us to travel, and we will be hit by the next large-scale spell, falling into a vicious cycle."

"I understand." Xia Jing looked at the map, "We have reached the Pot Mouth, almost successfully broken out. You and I will act separately now, if you feel something is wrong and can't hold on, come back here quickly."

Xia Jing looked at Cao Shuang lying on the ground and said sadly: "If the high-level generals are all wiped out, there is no hope of breaking out. I’m afraid we won't pass this training."

17th year of the Jingxin calendar, February 19th.

Heavenly Gate Peaks, South Clear Garden.

After South Clear Garden, it is a desolate area.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Flying boats, dilapidated and broken, swayed in the high sky, up and down, left and right, as if a drunken strong man were driving the flying boat.

"Hum~"

Finally, a flying boat couldn't hold on, let out a mournful cry, and crashed into the ground. Fortunately, the forced landing altitude was not high, only kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough..."

A hand climbed onto the edge of the broken flying boat, and then Zhao Xing’s face was revealed.

"Damn, Che Shihai, can you drive a flying boat! Aren't you surnamed Che? This flying boat is driven so roughly that my bones are almost falling apart!"

Zhao Xing cursed and reached back, pulling Che Shihai up.

Che Shihai, at this time, was also disheveled and bleeding, and couldn't help but call out injustice: "Can this be blamed on me? Can this be blamed on me?"

"Boss, you have to blame Wang Gong! It was him who didn't repair it well, no matter how good my flying boat driving technique is, it’s useless!"

Crack~

A cabin board of the flying boat fell off, as if confirming Che Shihai’s words.

At this time, more people climbed out.

Among them, a semi-bald youth holding a craftsman’s hammer walked over limping.

Wang Ji, one of the Grade A-plus geniuses of the Craftsman Workshop.

"Che Shihai, don't you dare speak against your conscience!"

"The Swordfish flying boat in the army is a Grade 4 top-grade, its array drive has 49,000 paths, it was flattened by the barbarian five-element catapult before, except for me who can make it fly, who else has this ability?!"

"Go to the Craftsman Workshop and ask around, how many people can do it?!"

"Why could Cao Shuang’s flying boat land safely, and you still say it’s not because you’re bad?"

"I haven't settled the account with you yet, what kind of thing are you driving, my scalp was scraped off a piece of grass!"

Wang Ji had a serious personality. Seeing Che Shihai throwing the pot over, he was immediately unhappy and started cursing.

"Wang Gong, forget it, forget it." Zhao Xing hurriedly stopped Wang Ji.

"If you weren't stopping me, I would definitely give him a chisel!" Wang Ji clutched his head bitterly, "I didn't have much hair to begin with, and here I scraped off another piece."

"Hehe, Wang Gong, don't be angry, it’s me who is bad, I was wrong." Che Shihai laughed, he thought Wang Ji wasn't on this flying boat, but didn't expect the pot-throwing to fail.

"Military doctor! Where is military doctor Yuan! Come quickly and take a look at Wang Gong!" Zhao Xing cast a wind spell, pulling his throat to cover the surroundings.

"Stop shouting, I, ah pui, I am under your feet..." A weak voice came from the sand under the ground.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was startled, jumped away quickly, and then saw a dead man’s head exposed on the ground.

"Ah, this is really sorry."

"Split and shine, rise!" Zhao Xing pointed his hand, and Yuan Yang’s body floated up from the ground.

"I am truly convinced." Yuan Yang looked at Zhao Xing resentfully, "My head was moving all the time, didn't you feel something was wrong?"

"This, Brother Yuan’s head is like steel, I thought I stepped on a stone." Zhao Xing said embarrassedly, "Come, Brother Yuan, wash up first."

Hum~

A large column of water suddenly descended from the sky in the air, circling Yuan Yang.

"Wash him too, it’s sticky with sand, not easy to apply medicine." Yuan Yang pointed to Wang Ji’s head.

"No problem."

Zhao Xing washed the wound of Wang Ji, the mechanism master, again.

Then he saw Yuan Yang take out a plaster from the medicine box and slap it on Wang Ji’s head.

"Alright, within half a month, you will definitely grow hair!"

They were chatting here.

The other flying boats landed, and many people ran over.

"Are you okay?" Xia Jing walked over quickly and looked at Yuan Yang, "Is anyone seriously injured?"

If it was a serious injury, then they had to call the Joint Exercise Department and let the seriously injured withdraw.

They couldn't really die.

But general fractures, losing a piece of meat, these couldn't be counted as serious injuries.

"No one needs to withdraw." Yuan Yang scanned, "I didn't sense the trend of serious injury."

The structure of all living things in heaven and earth should have been perfect. If there was major damage, this trend of incompleteness, in the perception of a doctor, especially a military doctor, was like the bright moon in the night.

Sensing injuries was the most important skill for a military doctor.

"As long as there isn't." Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "We’ve already reached here, if we withdraw now, it would be too unjust."

Yes, Xia Jing and the others had already completed the breakout, there were no 'enemies' in front, as long as they reached the designated location, they could complete this mandatory training.

"Zhao Xing, order a rest for a while?" Xia Jing asked.

At the beginning, Xia Jing, the Marquis Mansion heir, was elected as the main general in the camp, and the others were only deputy generals, but after half a month, Zhao Xing’s right to speak became heavier and heavier.

The position of main general was actually already Zhao Xing’s.

"You are the main general, you order it." Zhao Xing smiled, he didn't have any thoughts of fighting for power, the training process was miserable, what else to think about. "We are probably the first camp to break out, not bad for this time."

"Alright." Xia Jing said, "Then let the brothers rest for half an hour, we have already passed the South Clear Garden boundary, and we can end the special training in another quarter of an hour."

17th year of the Jingxin calendar, February 19th, third quarter of the You hour.

Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Cao Shuang, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, Zhang Yi and others as the main, a total of 1,500 people in the 19th recruit camp completed the breakout task on the 17th day after the training started.

According to their breakout performance, various indicators measured, the first recruit camp to break out, all obtained Grade A evaluation!

Among them, Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, a total of 29 people, showed their talents in this performance, perfectly exerted their roles, and obtained Grade A-plus evaluation.

In early March, the recruit camps broke out one after another.

March 15th, the last large-scale training in the Ten Suns Grotto-Heaven ended.

All reserves of the nine garrison armies would leave the Ten Suns Grotto-Heaven in April and go to the designated positions to take office. If they could complete the established tasks, they could successfully obtain official positions in the army.

Life and death were no longer guaranteed this time.

And in the previous half year, Zhao Xing, the agricultural official of the Divine Might Army who had obtained Grade A-plus evaluation many times in mandatory training and completed 17 elective training courses, also ushered in a wave of scrambling.

Especially after the last large-scale training ended, Zhao Xing returned to the Ministry of Agriculture on his front foot.

On his back foot, there was a lobbyist at the door.

The first lobbyist was an 'acquaintance'.

"Zhao Xing, I am Helian Lie, the brave captain of the Lieyang Army, instructed by the Marquis, come to invite you to join my Lieyang Army."

"If you are willing to come, the elite 10th camp of the Lieyang Army, you can choose at will, and the Marquis is willing to give you a territory in the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Mansion, according to the fief standard of a third-class Earl!"