Humans are social animals!

In a sense, people who do not have individuals must rely on or participate in various groups if they are humans.

When there are too many people, the thoughts will be mixed, and various comparisons that follow will inevitably occur. Other people's children are smart, other people's wives are beautiful, and even other people's breeding pigs can do it.

The so-called "people have to die, and goods have to be thrown away" is the reason why it is said that there is a situation that is worse than this. After all, even if some comparisons are not comparable, it is only temporary. For example, if your child is not as smart as other people's families, you can cultivate it after all. You can't do your own breeding pigs, and you can also feed some medicine. Your wife is not beautiful, uh... you can find a beautiful lover, and you can always make up for it from other aspects. But what should you do if the person you compares is a dead person?

Of course, you can say that you have surpassed it, but the key is that others don’t think so. And this kind of thing is completely impossible to prove. After all, you can’t dig out the dead person to confront him in person... This situation is undoubtedly depressing, and this is the situation Kollo is in now.

A few years ago, Kholow graduated from the Military Academy and immediately joined the military with ambitions and came to the Thunder Legion as the captain of the spear. He said not to be humble, he believed that he had the talent of a spear corps. And this is the case. Whether it is the assigned military tasks or several small-scale battles, the spear corps he led almost always showed a dazzling performance.

Over time, the people in the legion began to pay attention to him, and even promoted him to become the squadron leader in a very short period of time. At this moment, he came into contact with a statement that the spear team he led had the shadow of the legendary thunder and gun breaking formation team.

To be honest, when I first heard this, Kroo was happy. In the Thunder Legion, he was good at spear corpses, so he naturally had heard of the famous thunder gun breaking formation team. It is naturally a great praise for his own spear team to be able to have some connection with the legendary elite team. Inspired by this, Kroo led the spear squadron to continue to perform amazing performances, and his position continued to rise, brigade commander, battalion-level adjutant, battalion commander...

It's almost the same. Logically, as his position continues to improve, Kloe should be more excited. But the fact is not the case. He gradually became a little distressed, depressed, anxious, and even became angry. The reason lies in the same praise words - right, there is the shadow of a thunder gun breaking the formation!

Shadow, shadow, shadow... No matter how amazing your team has achieved, no matter how hard your team turns the tide, no matter how much your position is improved... the evaluation you get is always just the shadow of a legendary team! Damn shadow!

Krool felt his neck was strangled by an invisible rope, and he couldn't breathe. And he couldn't say anything about it. Later, he drank a few more glasses of wine at a celebration banquet and said something deep in his heart. He didn't care about the number of the Thunder Spear Breaking Team... Krool still remembers the scene, the lively banquet of thousands of people. It actually became silent in an instant. Krool could never forget the look of the officers and soldiers looking at him, ridicule, overestimate themselves, and pity... In the end, he could only rely on some childish drunken actions to ease the atmosphere, and he was clearly sober at that time...

Since then, Kroo's heart has completely cold. He knows that his team will never become a thunder gun team. Since then, he no longer cares about other people's eyes... Those people are clearly jealous of their command talent, amazing record and constantly improving positions. They can't compare with these, and they can't get them, so they use some old-fashioned past to suppress themselves and get the pleasure of fantasy. Haha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous...

Thinking of all this, Kroo officially named his team the Thunder Spear Camp, which later became a regiment. That's right, the meaning of this name is indeed on the word "Zhen". Of course, some people will definitely jump out and say that this name does not respect the Thunder Spear Breaking Team, etc.... Respect? Haha, so what if you don't respect it? It would be better if you directly change it to the Thunder Spear Breaking Team according to your original thoughts!

The number was set, so naturally it could not be changed at will. Besides, the name did not mean to attack directly, and finally passed smoothly. At this point, Kroo finally breathed a sigh of relief, the rope on his neck loosened, and he became happy again. Of course, he felt a little regretful, regretful that he could not fight with the Thunder Spear Breaking Team, completely slapping those people in the face. In other words, the idea is not yet clear enough now. Of course, this idea will never be able to get it clear. But this is just a small regret and it will not affect anything. As for those villains, let them fantasize with cowardly...

This relaxed state lasted for a long time, and Kloe almost forgot the name that had been permanently stuck in the legend. Until one day, he heard the name of the Thunder Spear Breaking Team again and learned that the captain Frey was still alive...

Kloe clearly remembered how he felt after confirming the news was true. His body was trembling and his head was confused... This was not nervous or fear, but excitement! He was completely and completely excited! Finally, he waited for this opportunity to fight head-on, and the opportunity to confirm the strength and weakness! So after getting the clear explanation from a big man, Kloe hit it off with him and couldn't wait to lead the group over.

That man wants to kill Frey himself... Why not? At the beginning of an era, there must be a new sign of rise. As for the old sign, it will naturally have to sweep into the tomb pile.

Of course, if you sweep in by the new logo, it would be great. So, Frey, you must not die, nor do you die...

In the quiet venue, Kroo clutched the silver spear in his hand, thinking in his heart.

Looking at the commander beside him with a slightly dazed expression, the officer who often accompanied him naturally understood what was going on. He did not disturb him, but was just secretly worried that such a waste of time would cause any problems on the way back.

Silence...silence...

The sunset had long disappeared from sight, but it was because it was blocked by the mountains. The sunset was still stained with a small crimson sky, and the twilight was still coming. At this moment,

Stepping... The sound of strolls came, and a scout appeared in the center of the Thousand-Man Corps. Krolo suddenly turned his head and saw that the man was arranged to monitor the defense zone, his body suddenly tensed.

"The regiment commander, a group of remnants appeared in the defense area, and the person in charge was consistent with the characteristics of the surveillance target."

Bang, the silver spear was leaning on the ground! Korhoran stood up, quickly came to the scout, grabbed the other party's collar, and his body trembled a little: "What did you say?"

"Uh, group, leader..."

He roared, "Say!"

"I, I said...a group of remnants appeared in the defense area, and the person in charge was consistent with the characteristics of the surveillance target."

"Ununciation, haha, unanimity... OK! OK!" Kroo's expression was very complicated, nervous, excited, and so on, and so on.

The officer on the side hurriedly stepped forward and patted Krolo on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down. Unexpectedly, Krolo was also grabbed by the turn of Krolo, "Have you heard it, did you hear it? He is here, he is really here, haha..."

Seeing this, the officer frowned slightly and suddenly roared: "Captain!"

Krolo's body shook and was immediately stopped by the roar. After a moment of reason, he slowly returned to his eyes, shook his head, and spread his hands: "Sorry, excited."

The officer breathed a sigh of relief, patted Krolo on the shoulder again, then turned his head and asked the somewhat stunned scout, "How many people are there? What's the situation?"

"Uh... about 200 people, less than 300 people are like this. The situation is a bit bad, all of them are covered in blood and wounds, and it seems that they have just experienced a big battle."

"More than 200 people?" The officer was shocked when he heard this. He knew that the other party had a team of 300 people. Could it be that after they met the five hundred barbarians in a narrow road, they could still save so many people? What kind of combat power is this...

"Oh, by the way." The scout seemed to have thought of something and said quickly, "These more than 200 people do not seem to be in the same team. Some are holding spears, some are holding heavy swords, and some are holding short-handled battle axes... Well, there are more people holding spears."

Kroo was stunned when he heard this, then nodded immediately, waved to the scout: "Okay, you go."

"yes!"

After the scout left, Kroo, who had completely recovered his sanity, whispered: "There was a false military order from the checkpoint that he had promised to deceive them here before. Now it seems that he should have used a false military order such as rescue. Well, the current military mission is only patrol defense zone, and such patrol requires at least one battalion of troops. Heavy swords, battle axes, and his spears to break the camp, a total of nine hundred people. Now that they can get here alive, it means they have not encountered 600 bloodthirsty mad lions, but five hundred barbarians..."

He paused, shook his head, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Nine hundred soldiers fought against the five hundred barbarians, but there were less than three hundred people left, and it was not certain that they would all destroy the opponent... Well, be more generous, even if they were all destroyed. Haha, look, this is the combat power of the Thunder Spear Breaking Formation that has been blowing for more than ten years... Oh, now there are more people holding the spear. Haha, the combat power is still good."

This is of course irony. If it is an ordinary team, if the nine hundred Bran soldiers can destroy 500 barbarians and there are more than 200 left, it will definitely be a great achievement. But if the target is an elite team such as the Thunder Spear Breaking Formation Team, it can only be humiliating.

The officer felt relieved when he heard this, but he still said cautiously: "We are just guessing now, and it is possible. The conflict between the Bran soldiers and the gray-clothed army has been long. If both sides cannot cooperate, then the result will be difficult to say."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Kroo rubbed his palms and his excited expression reappeared. "What is the situation? You will know if you fight... I will pass my order and the team can set out to block the defense zone. Also, take my armor and transfer one battalion to follow my actions. Haha, Frey, Frey, don't say I bully you, one battalion against one battalion, a fair fight!"

The thoughts are understood!

The idea is about to be understood... (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, novels are better, updated and faster!
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