Gourmet of Another World Chapter 282: Hot pot or firewood?
Yamato-gun, Chun Hui City.
This is a very prosperous city of Clear Wind Empire. It is very famous in the empire, the economy is very developed, and the population is quite large. Although it is less than 3 Major Ancient City, it is also a very iconic city of Clear Wind Empire.
However, in this big city that is prosperous on weekdays, the smoke is billowing, and there is an atmosphere of panic everywhere in the city. The people are all hiding in their houses, their hearts shaking. .
Chun Hui City's majestic city walls have long been covered with mottled marks. Serious military troops are stacked on the city walls. Each of them is very tired.
Beyond the big city, the mountains and the mountains are swaying with flags, and the shouts of tyrants and dense army figures are intertwined with each other.
Ji Chengyu wore armor, his face full of solitude, riding a unicorn scale war horse, holding a sword, and roaring.
After that, the dense army of soldiers behind him rushed towards the mottled Chun Hui City, with a magnificent look, like a tiger that was to tear everything, then Chun Hui City seemed like a wounded prey and became a tiger hunting Object.
The heavy city gate of Chun Hui City also creaked loudly, and a large group of armored cavalry rushed out of the city gate, like a sharp pointed knife tearing towards Ji Chengyu's army.
The two crashed into each other. The dense arrows on the city wall spread like a heavy rain. Then the weapon collide, the shout and the killing sound were all mixed together. each other.
The fierce murderous aura rises into the sky, as if the clouds on the sky are scattered.
One soldier fell into a pool of blood, and the red-eyed sergeants waved their blades.
This precisely war.
A few hundred meters above the sky.
A figure wrapped in a black robe sat cross-legged, the severe wind blew the thick blood and killing intent hunting, blowing the robe to make a rattle.
Suramon Venerable, opened his eyes slightly, his body True Energy is diffuse, holding a round gray bead in his hands.
The beads exude vague fluctuations, and the light on them flashes. The formation on the surface seems to be revived come.
A suction that is hard for ordinary people to feel, but actually exists, escapes from that bead. From the bottom of the battlefield of the annihilated army, a series of twisted and mournful phantom souls are continuously drawn. killing intent and resentment are mixed together. , Have been absorbed by this bead.
The aura of the Orb of Spirits is constantly growing and becoming very scary.
Venerable's eyes exudes enthusiasm, looking at the growing light of the soul bead, extending his lips, and licking his dry lips.
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Liu Touer finally arranged for Bu Fang to join the army, but unlike Thaksin's vows, this army is not Western Xuan Army's Elite Troops.
"Senior ... This is the Western Xuan Army Third Army underneath, you should also understand ... The elite ordinary people of Western Xuan Army cannot enter at all ... small, how can a person be qualified to enter Western Xuan Army Elite Troops." Liu Touer Frightened and said to Bu Fang stooped.
He is really scared. The face of Whitey in front of him is a very powerful being. That coercion is now in his mind.
"The third army of Western Xuan Army? Don't you say that there is only one army of Western Xuan City?" Bu Fang looked at Liu Touer with some doubt.
"There is only one Western Xuan Army, but Western Xuan Army is also divided into three branches. The first army is Elite Troops of Western Xuan Army, the second army is the main force ... The army where the third army precisely is small ... Liu Touer said that his face was awkward.
Bu Fang raised her eyebrows and knew in her mind that this third army was probably the worst of the Western Xuan Army.
However, Bu Fang has no regrets about it. His objective is only for entering the army, performing culinary arts practice, completing system mission, and obtaining Reward.
As for which army, Bu Fang doesn't care.
"Senior, although the younger is a member of the third army of Western Xuan Army, but ... after all, he is also a soldier of Western Xuan Army. If you are an expert ... why you want to join the army, why do you secretly go through the back door? You directly find our general ... … Wouldn't it be great? "Liu Touer looked at the slender figure of Bu Fang and couldn't help asking his doubts.
With such a powerful presence, you can find General Kong Xuan directly, and you can definitely have a better position arrangement, and the most important thing is ... This girl actually designated to join the Fire Head Army, that is where the chef stays, you What kind of expert do you run there for?
Bu Fang took the token in Liu Touer's hand and gave him a slight glance, saying: "Don't worry, I'm not malicious, I'm just a Chef coming to to gain experience, in order to experience the feeling of a marching chef, If I really just want to join the army to serve the empire, wouldn't it be great if I went directly to the emperor? "
"I just don't want to speak up. After to gain experience, I feel the experience of the march chef and I will leave after hone my culinary arts. I will not do anything harmful to Western Xuan Army."
Bu Fang After speaking, I just stopped paying attention to Liu Tau who was standing still and went straight to the distance, where was the collection point of the 3rd Army's Huotou Army where Liu Tauer was. .
Looking at the back of Bu Fang, the muscles on Liu Touer's face couldn't bear twitching, hesitated for a while or turned towards the position of the third army general Commander.
Although I don't know how strong cultivation base of Bu Fang is, this expert joins the army ... it still has to be reported, after all, he is still a soldier of Western Xuan Army.
However, to the surprise of Liu Touer, the Commander of the Third Army did not pay much attention to this matter. Although Liu Touer described the Bu Fang as very powerful, this Commander only showed regret Nothing more.
"According to your description, the young man may be a fourth grade Battle-Spirit. It is not easy for fourth grade Battle-Spirit to get your guys who are not working hard to train. However, a fourth grade Battle-Spirit went to the Huotoujun to cook. It is indeed some Unfortunately, Liu Touer, you can send someone to stare at him. "
"In a few days, our third army will follow General Kong's expedition to the city. You must adjust your under the hand/subordinate's condition and ask your husbands to prepare a meal food!"
The Western Xuan Army Third Army ’s Commander, Zhu Yue said so, after speaking, he drove Liu touer away.
Liu Touer suddenly is full of face, what fourth grade Battle-Spirit Ah... ... the coercion of Whitey face, the combat power ... Isn't fourth grade Battle-Spirit better than that?
Liu Touer's face was blushing. He didn't expect his report to be so ignored.
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"Are you going to join the Third Army's Torch?"
An old man took the token in the hands of Bu Fang, took a look, and then stared at Bu Fang with a little doubt.
Do n’t look at the Huotou Army as the army ’s chef, but it ’s much harder than ordinary soldiers. During the march, basically a person carried a large iron pot with Kitchen Tools, escorted with heavy grain. When encountering the enemy forces that hijacked the grain or burned the grass, they had to fend for themselves.
So few people join the army to join the Firehead.
Furthermore, it is still Bu Fang ... young guy, the young man who looks in vain is the younger brother of the rich family.
But Bu Fang nodded earnestly. The old man was helpless, because the token was real, and although he said he wondered why Bu Fang should join the Firehead Army, it was not exclusive. After all ... the number of Firehead Army had always been scarce. , Especially the Third Army's Torch.
Bu Fang followed the old man to the military camp. This is not a very large camp. Compared to other army camps I have seen before, this camp is a bit shabby and narrow.
"Dāng Dāng Dāng!!"
When the old man entered the camp, he picked up a large iron pot and held an spoon and knocked on the iron pot.
Soon, a group of soldiers wearing sackcloth uniforms and aprons emerged from the barracks. Some of these soldiers were very young and some were very old.
Bu Fang is probably estimated. There may be hundreds of people in this torch army, but it is normal. After all, it is necessary to maintain an army meal of thousands or tens of thousands.
"Lao Zhang, what are you knocking on? What do you say directly? No. Every day you knock on the pot, and sooner or later you will break your pot!"
A loud voice rang out from the camp, and then several figures stepped forward.
"Hey, captain, isn't this a newcomer? We have to welcome it?" Lao Zhang stopped knocking and laughed.
The older middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, his eyes fell on Bu Fang behind Lao Zhang, and he raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised.
"You precisely joined the new team of the Huotou Army? Then you know the rules of the Huotou Army?" The middle-aged man shook his lips and looked up and down Bu Fang.
The people around suddenly are also remain calm and composed while handling pressing affairs looking at Bu Fang, smile is quite interesting.
Bu Fang looked at the middle-aged man lightly and shook his head.
"Rules precisely show us two hands first. If the craft is pass through, then I will assign you an iron pan to make you responsible for cooking. If it doesn't work ... tut tut, just go obediently to chop firewood for several months!" The younger squinted his eyes, and then licked his mouth with his tongue out.