Two carrier pigeons flew out of Luoyang City together and flew in two different directions.

"Are you here?" In a military camp, Zhan Feng watched the pigeon being caught by the strange army beside him and took off the bullet on his foot.

"That's right, the news has arrived." The Master Gui nodded and replied after reading the letter.

"That's fine." The battle forward was light, and there was a hint of coldness on his handsome face.

He had been waiting here for a while. Except for having a confrontation with Dong Zhuo's cavalry on the way to Luoyang City, he spent the rest of the time basically in this camp planned for him outside the city. To be honest, he had spent the holiday this time well, at least compared to the life he led troops to fight under Lu Zhi, it could be called an extremely comfortable life.

Standing up, Zhan Feng began to move his body, and his whole body sounded crackling sounds of bones as he moved. The muscles and bones were pulled and squeezed, and they were fully moved.

The war front has been looking forward to this battle for a long time. He did not get a result when he fought with the Liangzhou cavalry under Dong Zhuo before, but in fact they were at a disadvantage. After all, cavalry relies on riding skills. Even if his players are retired and in-service soldiers in the real world, in fact, there is no such thing as cavalry in the real world and has been eliminated eight hundred years ago. Even riding skills have become an ornamental competitive sport.

Moreover, riding requires long-term exercise, and you also need to learn in the game to have the skill of riding. As for advancement, it is not achieved by relying so-called skill proficiency, but also requires insight and understanding again and again.

Among the players under his command, there is not no one who has pitifully low riding skills, but the people next to him have terrible riding skills. This is talent, and talent exists all the time, but it is hidden in it on weekdays and needs to be discovered by people.

In the entire camp, except for the Battle Front, other players sat lazily in other places, chatting, or doing their own things. In short, judging from their performance, this is not an elite army, but rather so scattered, without any trace of military discipline.

The demon master placed his fingers on his lips, inhale gently, and then slowly blew out, and a clear whistle sounded in the camp.

In an instant, the casual players immediately stood up, stepped on their feet, paused, and deflected their bodies, facing the direction where the Battle Front and the Wei Shi were.

The movements are clean and neat, without any delay, and the movements are particularly sharp. And the previous casual temperament has disappeared without a trace between the rise and fall of these few short movements, replaced by statues standing one by one.

They stood with their eyebrows lowered, and if they didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see the glittering light in their eyes.

This is the style of the real world imperial soldiers. No matter what they are doing, as soon as they hear the military order, they can immediately enter the wartime state.

As for the usual casualness, no one cares about it, and Zhan Feng will not scold them. Because Zhan Feng himself also has this temperament. He is usually casual and careless, and seems to care about anything, and seems to not care about anything. But in fact, if he really pursues his identity, he is a killing god in the army.

Every veteran who has experienced war has two appearances. In normal life, it is completely different from wartime, and it can even be said to be very different.

Because they know the impermanence of the world and the preciousness of life, they enjoy themselves in time, so that life can always be filled with the joy they think. But when it is time to sacrifice their heads and shed their blood, no one will hesitate and will continue to do so, even if the order is to let them die.

They can be called two personalities, because long-term killing and life on the battlefield will cause a symptom of mental health. This is also the reason why many veterans cannot return to their normal lives after retirement.

But some people do very well, such as this group of players from the War Family. The game allows them to release the dark side accumulated in their hearts, eliminate the depression given to them by daily life, and thus achieve a balance point.

In short, it means continuing to experience war in the game, and then gradually eliminating the impact of war on their psychology, so as to completely adapt to normal life.

They themselves are elites in the army in the real world, even if they have to add a word before. The same is true in the game, otherwise they would not be regarded as a helper by Lu Zhi, and they would even rely on him to break the Yellow Turban.

"Get up and gather in three minutes!" The ghost master didn't say much, just as the players were silent.

They can only act.

Therefore, the players who had just gathered were completely dispersed in an instant.

On the other hand, in the Nanyang Army's garrison, a carrier pigeon fell almost in the same time.

Gan Xing grabbed the pigeon and untied the tube on the pigeon's feet at a very fast speed. Just as he looked, he knew what he should do.

"Come!" he shouted loudly.

Two soldiers rushed over when they heard the sound, clasped their fists and said, "What are the instructions for the boss?"

"Ba." Gan Xing slapped twice without hesitation, and each patted the heads of the two soldiers.

"If you want to call a captain, you will be decent people, don't be the ones who are involved in the world!"

"I understand, understand." The two players in the brocade thief nodded quickly.

"Boss... no, what are the commanders? "A player asked again. After calling the boss habitually, he quickly changed his words to avoid the fate of being beaten again.

"Go and summon all the troops, remember, the speed should be fast. If they want to ask what they are doing, just say it is the order of the prefect of Qin Jie and my master." Gan Xing said.

"I understand!" The two players in the brocade thief responded and immediately walked out of the tent.

Gan Xing looked around and confirmed that there was nothing missing. He also raised his knife and walked out of the tent.

He was not afraid of not being able to mobilize the army. At the moment when the prefect Qin Jie and his master Huang Zhong were not around, it would be better to say that he was the biggest in the camp. Besides, even if he was investigated afterwards, no one could say that he was not. After all, he was the first to predict the enemy's opportunity.
Chapter completed!