Chapter 248

"Everyone have breakfast first, and come to the deck at the sixth quarter of the Chen hour; there are still things to do, and after finishing, everyone can move around at will."

After distributing the supplies, Ran Zhongshi left an order and let the soldiers arrange breakfast.

The breakfast content was mostly fresh fish meat cakes caught last night.

The soldiers lit fire pillars at midnight, which was to use the phototaxis of fish to catch fish schools; among them, more than ten treasure fish were caught, which were stewed into fish soup and distributed to everyone.

After breakfast, the three suns in the sky caused the temperature to rise rapidly, and touching the deck felt hot.

Ran Zhongshi set up a long case in the shadow under the boat building, took brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and let the many martial artists come to him one by one to draw talismans for them.

Ink formation.

The Ran family's specialty, using various materials to make talisman water, and by drawing corresponding talisman patterns on the body, can have different strengthening effects.

There were three choices of ink formations that Ran Zhongshi drew for everyone.

One was the Tiger Blood Pattern that could enhance Qi and blood, and the power would increase by about ten percent when attacking.

The second was the Firm Earth Talisman, which increased the defense of those who practiced horizontal training by ten percent.

The third was the Spirit Snake Talisman, which could increase the flexibility of the person receiving the pattern to a certain extent.

Whatever the martial artists chose, Ran Zhongshi drew for them; after all, only they knew their own situation best.

"After drawing, everyone should not take a bath again; the ink formation is not easily destroyed by water, and it can be preserved for at least three days, but it is still better to prevent accidents; use the remaining time to familiarize yourself with it.

The ink formation is also your proof of identity, used to distinguish between enemy and friend; if you encounter a disguised Ghost Mother Sect member, see if there is an ink formation on his body. Master Wei's side also has people proficient in this, so don't worry."

Everyone knew in their hearts which was more important, life or cleanliness; the martial artists present had no objections.

In the time that followed, everyone did their own things, either meditating or making up for sleep.

Liang Qu leaned on the railing, several birds flew across the sky, and it took a long time before they completely disappeared from his field of vision.

The big tide surged endlessly underneath, and his ears were full of colliding water sounds.

"Go, go fishing?"

Xu Yuelong appeared beside Liang Qu at some point, grabbing a fishing rod in one hand and a bucket of "yellow mud" in the other.

The corners of Liang Qu's eyes twitched slightly; speaking of selling yellow mud, he had earned several dozen taels from Xu Yuelong.

The more Xu Yuelong came to buy, the more he felt guilty in his conscience, as if he had deliberately deceived others.

No wonder some people always say that to make money, you must first abandon your conscience.

Xu Yuelong sat on the railing and cast a rod.

The boat was sailing, so nesting was definitely not possible, but he poured the bait into the yellow mud, and after it was fully stained, he hung it on the fishhook.

"First time on the battlefield, nervous?"

"A little."

It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous.

People teaching people will never understand, things teaching people will be learned at once.

No matter how many war records a person has read, how many veteran soldiers have told stories, and how many situations have been trained, they will be nervous when they really go to the battlefield.

Liang Qu fought and killed with others, most of the time belonging to winning the weak with the strong, the foundation was there, very stable.

It's different when attacking the Ghost Mother Sect later.

There are Grandmasters, Great Martial Artists, and more than twenty Wolf Smoke experts; with a flash of sword light, he will lose his head.

What if some Wolf Smoke martial artist stares at him, this little shrimp?

That is really no way to heaven, no way to earth; even if it were him, he would only be a flat boat on the big river, saying it would capsize.

Xu Yuelong laughed loudly.

"Rest assured, the first experience is a bit dangerous. I heard from Uncle Yang that your archery is good; just stay in the distance and shoot arrows, focusing on containment; as long as you are careful about the archers on the opposite side, there will basically be no big danger.

After all, we have more people than the opposite side, and the powerful ones have containment, so it's unlikely that experts will break through to cut you guys."

Xu Yuelong was very familiar with the whole process, and he grew up like this.

Noble families must cultivate their descendants; otherwise, the old and new will not be connected, and in a place where strength speaks, they will definitely decline, but it doesn't mean that when fighting, they are mixed in the big-headed soldiers and rush together.

How many descendants would it take to be folded? Is it raising Gu there?

Even if they can give birth more than pigs, they can't afford to consume like this.

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The first war of most noble descendants is mostly to play containment with bows and arrows on the side, or send people to look after them; it is impossible to be a pawn.

"The bow rings and people die."

"Of the eighteen martial arts, only archery is the first."

Fighting long-range is not only easier to get merit, but also much less dangerous.

After experiencing one or two meat grinders and having experience, not being soft-handed and soft-footed when seeing people slashing with knives, they will try to truly join the troops and fight with people.

Otherwise, the mortality rate is too high; in large-scale battles, the easiest to die are newcomers.

The knife light flashes, and what is seen again is the body rushing forward without a head, and they don't react to what happened until they die.

Liang Qu heard this, and felt extremely fortunate.

Apprenticing to Yang Dongxiong is probably the most correct decision in his life, saving him from countless troubles from head to toe.

If there is a relationship, there is a relationship; if there is martial arts, there is martial arts.

Others sleep in dormitories, he sleeps in single rooms, and he can get care for big things like going to the battlefield.

Afternoon.

Ran Zhongshi prepared the materials and began to draw ink formations for Liang Qu and others.

The things used inside were obviously much better than those drawn for ordinary martial artists in the morning, and the choices provided were also much more.

When it was Liang Qu's turn, he asked Ran Zhongshi to add defense and lightness to him.

In short, raise the survival rate as much as possible.

Hearing Liang Qu's request, Ran Zhongshi didn't feel anything, and even felt that it was a good thing that young people didn't have the "stubbornness" of wanting to show off.

The scorching brush strokes flowed on the skin, and the light red talisman water flowed on the body; when the ink formation was connected from beginning to end, a very unique feeling appeared on the body, as if another set of Qi and blood circulation methods appeared around the body.

Liang Qu got up and moved, really feeling that his body was much lighter; the gain in defense was not yet known, but it definitely increased.

This technique reminded him of something—Nuo mask, by painting face makeup, gaining the power of gods.

The two are the same.

Everything was handled, and the next step was to wait, wait for the storied boat to reach its destination.

"The Ghost Mother Sect stronghold we are going to is on an island; the terrain there is very complex. Although we have many people, everyone is not familiar with the terrain, so don't walk around at will, be sure to go with others.

If you see someone alone, don't go chasing alone; those below Galloping Horse can be caught, if not, let go; our goal is mainly those two Grandmasters, two Great Martial Artists, and the remaining twenty-odd Wolf Smokes.

These are the core keys, understand?"

"Understand!"

"Good, next I will start assigning tasks, Ke Wenbin, you..."

The last line of light in the sky was swallowed by the twilight.

The fire-like clouds dimmed, iron-gray shadows occupied half the sky, and night came.

No one on the storied boat slept, everyone waited quietly.

The so-called island land refers to the island land around it, dense and dense; if you can look down, it is like a person's lung lobes, and even fish will get lost if they go in.

This kind of terrain is extremely easy to send people to keep watch, the storied boat target is too big, and it is easy to be exposed.

Therefore, nearly the third quarter of the Chou hour, everyone changed to small boats.

Liang Qu carried the great bow and long spear on his back, following Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fang Su in a boat.

Yang Dongxiong had a more important task, and Liang Qu would only be more dangerous if he followed.

Several soldiers rowed the boat silently.

There were more than twenty martial artists sitting on both sides of the boat, and more than a hundred soldiers, with occasional sounds of communication.

After half an hour, the shadows of islands appeared under the night.

"Everyone stop talking, act according to orders later."

Xiang Fang Su whispered.

Everyone nodded one by one and said nothing more.

Dozens of wide-bellied boats sailed slowly into the island land.

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