"Are you afraid of death?" the quartermaster said amusedly.
Tang Wen smiled: Who is not afraid of death?
"Hmph! The heaviest scale armor weighs 120 kilograms! Wearing it, the average guard can't even walk! Not to mention that you have to wear a 60 kilogram armor."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
"Captain Zhou, let him do this nonsense."
Zhou Bing's face was cold and he said nothing.
"Okay! Let's see if you can move in it!"
With the thick scales on his body, Tang Wen suddenly felt a little more secure.
Why didn't I think of this thing earlier? If I wear it for daily exercise, wouldn't it make progress faster?
As for the weight of 120 kilograms, he didn't pay attention at all.
Tang Wen tightened his scales so that they fit tightly against his underwear to ensure that they would not make any noise when running.
Watching him spin and jump without stopping for a while.
The quartermaster couldn't help but opened his mouth. When the two left, he turned around and checked the scale armor in the wooden box: Did he get the weight wrong just now? Did you give him the lighter one?
After returning home, the two of them drank tea and rested, while Tang Tang was busy in the kitchen alone.
At dawn the next day, Tang Wen put on his inner armor. When he was putting on the armor, he found that a cloth bag was sewn on the inside of the armor, with a bulging bundle stuffed inside.
When I took it out, I saw that it was a large piece of brown sugar wrapped in brown paper and a little bit of plump dried meat. There was also a pair of flints inside.
It's heavy, weighing six or seven kilograms.
Not to mention the dried meat, brown sugar is a very valuable thing.
Not much worse than tea.
Tang Wen silently stuffed the bundle into his armor, secretly guessing how much money his money-obsessed little sister had spent on preparing these candies.
When the two of them went out, the door of Tangtang's room, which always got up early, was closed tightly.
Tang Wen looked at her room, opened his mouth, and left with Zhou Bing without saying anything.
This trip won't be peaceful.
He had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
It's like the feeling you get when you first encounter a stalker in the woods.
That's why he must wear inner armor.
"Drive, drive!"
"Captain, it's safe in front."
"Okay, stay alert."
After 30 miles from the camp, Tang Wen's hunting team was sent out as scouts.
Wu Tian, Liu Su and others were checking the road conditions ahead. Tang Wen and Zhou Bing were slightly behind. Tang Wen was holding a crossbow with a resounding arrow in his hand.
Once there is a problem, his first priority is to shoot out the sounding arrows as soon as possible to alert the rear troops.
As for possible attacks, Zhou Bing will stop them for him.
Fortunately, there were no surprises along the way.
The 11 hunting teams, including General Zhou and Commander Zhao, totaled nearly two hundred people.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the open-pit coal mine area.
"Xi Lv Lv"
After running for hundreds of miles, the tall horse under Tang Wen was so tired that he stuck out his tongue.
When the groom from the coal mine logistics came to lead the horse, he looked puzzled.
This young man, although his chest muscles are bulging, is not fat. Why is he so tired?
Not enough? Or is the horse too old?
The current mining rights of the coal mine are in the hands of Tang Wen and the Flame Camp, and the workers and guards in the coal mine are all their own.
"General! The hot water is boiled. Kill three fat pigs and three goats. Let the brothers in the hunting team have a good meal, and then scald their feet to relieve their fatigue."
"Okay. Team 10 and Team 11 are on alert. The others are entering the camp to rest."
"yes!"
Two teams and more than 30 people came out.
The number of hunting teams in the camp varied. They were as small as Tang Wen's team, with only eight people.
There are nearly twenty people in the team.
How did this gap in numbers come about? Tang Wen asked Zhou Bing on the way.
Zhou Bing said calmly: "I can pick ten of them by myself, and the rest will be taken care of by Wu Tian and his trio."
Tang Wen calculated quickly and said cleverly: "Then the four of us can just applaud. I'm good at applauding."
Zhou Bing rolled his eyes at him.
It was probably the preferential treatment given by the elites. They were on duty at night and their team was not used.
A group of people slept in the same room wearing armor.
Zhou Bing and Tang Wen slept on the bed, while the others slept on the straw.
Although they were in the same room, everyone was silent and had no interest in chatting.
Woo!
In the early morning, a low horn sounded.
Workers in the coal mine are about to start work.
The hunting team even got up early.
While having breakfast in the coal mine canteen, some people looked outside the room, and then more and more people looked outside.
Tang Wen looked through the mist and saw a group of cavalry coming from the hills in the distance.
"The people from the Black Mountain camp are here, and the 11 captains of the hunting team are out."
Zhou Bing and other captains stood in a row with weapons in hand.
Tang Wen noticed that none of them were wearing armor.
Tap tap tap tap.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and more people came than expected.
There were more than four hundred of them, and except for the three leaders who were wearing silver armor, the rest were all in black armor.
"That's not right." Commander Zhao's serious voice rang in everyone's ears: "I am unfamiliar with the aura of half the people."
General Zhou snorted coldly: "The Black Mountain ghosts are probably going to cause trouble."
"Hush!"
A cavalryman with a black mask on his face approached and shouted: "The King of Montenegro has issued an order to change the rules of the competition. Only people under the age of 24 are allowed to compete. The other rules remain unchanged."
"Haha! What a coincidence, I'm 23 this year." Commander Zhao's voice shook.
Tang Wen and others laughed out loud.
"You surnamed Zhao, you are so fucking shameless! You already have 53!" A man in silver armor on the other side cursed with great force.
Commander Zhao snorted coldly: "Hei San! Who is so fucking shameless? Can you Black Mountain Ghosts not afford to lose? The rules change again and again, and only those under 24 years old can play. Why don't you call your 4-year-old children Let’s have a fight.”
"You Huo Miaozi camp has won three times. Did our Montenegrin men say anything? This is the first time we have changed the rules this year. Can't we change the rules twice? Who can't afford to lose?"
"Why don't you notify us in advance when changing the rules?"
"It's not too late to say it now. Anyone under 24 years old, male or female, can do it. The competition can be postponed for three days, and you can go back and call for someone!"
Um?
Tang Wen and his teammates looked at each other.
You could say that the other party is playing dirty tricks, it seems that they are quite open and honest.
He was also allowed to go back and call someone.
But since only people under the age of 24 are allowed to take the stage, why didn’t they say so earlier?
Do you really want to change the rules temporarily?
Commander Zhao said nothing, and what happened was beyond his expectation.
I originally thought that the Black Mountain Ghost was going to have fun, but I didn't expect that it could be postponed for a few days.
"It's so troublesome! I'm really 23 years old. Don't you look at me like that?"
Commander Zhao took off his helmet, looked back at his men and winked.
"picture!"
"You are too young to lead!"
"Haha, Commander, you just celebrated your 22nd birthday yesterday, I can prove it."
Everyone in the Flame Camp laughed loudly.
The other side was cursing.
After a while of commotion, the silver-armored general in the middle of the Black Mountain camp came out: "Zhou Datou, you have been practicing martial arts for half your life, so you can't even tell the age of your bones, right? I can let you personally for the people who are going to play on my side. examine."
General Zhou spoke: "My people don't want you to inspect them."
"Need not!"
Speaking of this, a middle-aged man came out of the team in the Black Mountain camp, looked at General Zhou and Commander Zhao and said, "One of them is in his early 51s, and the other is 47 and a half years old."
Commander Zhao's face darkened: Come prepared.
General Zhou looked calm: "There are many crooked ways. If there are any more, let's mark them out together."
"Okay! Let me tell you this, Zhou Datou! We will fight to the end in this arena, and our Black Mountain King is ready to increase the stakes! If our people can win 6 games in a row, we will have the mining rights for 6 years! On the contrary, if your people Once you wear six, you will be able to dig coal for the next six years! We have no objection to hollowing out this place. What do you think? Do you understand?"
Everyone in the hunting team looked left and right with doubts in their eyes.
Is the Black Mountain Ghost so sure?
Could it be that they have a young and powerful master?
