175: Chapter 175 Joining the Zhenbei Army
"Fire arrows!"
Watching Yang Juncheng charge forward at high speed, the bandit leader standing on the wall of the Bandit Camp had a flash of ferocity in his eyes and gave a cold order.
Immediately after, one by one, the bandit archers drew their bows to the full, pouring sharp arrows toward Yang Juncheng, aiming to turn him into a hedgehog.
Facing the dense barrage of arrows, Yang Juncheng's expression remained unchanged. He raised the shield in his hand, and shielding himself from the dense rain of arrows, he continued to charge toward the wall of the Bandit Camp.
In the midst of the charge, Yang Juncheng was surprised to discover that his Billion-fold Amplification Talent had already taken effect on his game body.
However, whether due to the restrictions of the System of the game or some other reason, the Billion-fold Amplification Talent had directly transformed into the Hundred-fold Amplification Talent.
In other words, in the game world, the Amplification Talent of this game body was fixed at a hundred-fold; it could not increase, nor would it decrease.
"Although it is only a hundred-fold amplification, it is completely sufficient in the game world!"
After feeling the changes in his body, a sharp glint flashed in Yang Juncheng's eyes. He muttered softly, then moved, accelerating and transforming into a streak of light as he headed straight for the gate of the Bandit Camp.
Soon, the shield in Yang Juncheng's hand was covered with sharp arrows, and he took the opportunity to charge near the wall of the Bandit Camp.
At this moment, Yang Juncheng threw the arrow-covered shield at the bandits above the wall of the Bandit Camp, then holding his spear, he transformed into an afterimage and headed straight for the wall.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Amidst the crisp sounds, Yang Juncheng, holding his spear, quickly dashed to the side of the wall of the Bandit Camp. With a forceful kick against the wall, he stepped onto the hard wall and raced toward the top.
At this moment, Yang Juncheng's body was at a right angle to the wall. His feet continuously kicked hard against the wall, directly creating small pits in the hard surface, and he used the force from these pits to continue climbing upward.
"Damn! This guy is too ferocious!"
"Holy crap! This kid seems to be just an ordinary person, how is he so ferocious and powerful!"
"This kid is not bad. If he doesn't die, I will recruit him into our Zhenbei Army!"
"..."
The high-ranking officers of the Zhenbei Army at the mountainside, seeing Yang Juncheng's valiant appearance, exclaimed one after another, their eyes filled with astonishment.
They really did not expect why Yang Juncheng, an ordinary person who had not Cultivated, was so ferocious.
"Kill!"
Soon, Yang Juncheng charged up the three-zhang-high wall. With a roar, he swung his spear and thrust it rapidly at the bandits on the wall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amidst the crisp sounds, the spear in Yang Juncheng's hand was like a Dragon emerging from the sea, easily piercing the necks of the bandits, causing blood to splatter as they died on the spot.
In a fleeting moment, over a hundred bandits died under Yang Juncheng's spear, causing the remaining bandits to change color and retreat one after another, not daring to attack Yang Juncheng.
"Kid, you are courting death!"
At this moment, the bandit leader on the wall finally reacted from his previous shock. A flash of ferocity appeared in his eyes, and he raised the large saber in his hand, hacking toward Yang Juncheng, with a stance intending to split him in two.
This bandit leader was a person who could Cultivate and possessed immense strength. As he swung the long saber, it carried a whistling wind and terrifying blade light. It was extremely fierce; an ordinary person would be unable to resist it at all and would almost certainly be cut in two by a single strike.
However, Yang Juncheng was not an ordinary person.
Before the long saber in the bandit leader's hand could get close to Yang Juncheng, the spear in Yang Juncheng's hand, like a Dragon emerging from the sea, easily pierced the bandit leader's neck, causing blood to splatter as he died on the spot.
Once the bandit leader died, the bandits on the wall immediately collapsed and scrambled to flee toward the bottom of the wall.
Yang Juncheng did not chase after those bandits. Instead, he followed behind them, walked down the wall, and opened the unguarded gate, allowing the subsequent members of the Militia Battalion to enter.
"Full army attack! Slaughter all the bandits on the mountaintop, leave none alive!"
Seeing that Yang Juncheng had captured the gate of the Bandit Camp, a look of delight flashed in the eyes of the Zhenbei Army Captain, and he immediately issued a loud order.
Following this, elite soldiers wearing fine armor and holding refined steel weapons, led by commanders at various levels, launched an assault on the Bandit Camp.
Soon, these Zhenbei Army elites passed through the gate of the Bandit Camp and killed their way into the depths of the Bandit Camp.
The Bandit Camp was located on the mountaintop, the terrain was relatively flat, and there were no major obstacles.
In terms of individual combat power, the bandits were far inferior to the elite soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.
Therefore, when the Zhenbei Army soldiers killed their way into the Bandit Camp, the fate of the bandits was already sealed.
In just one hour, the bandits in the Bandit Camp were slaughtered by the three thousand elite Zhenbei Army soldiers.
At this time, the Zhenbei Army Captain, leading over a hundred personal guards, slowly entered the Bandit Camp.
"Yang Juncheng, you are very good! Are you willing to join our Zhenbei Army and become a member of our Zhenbei Army?"
After entering the Bandit Camp, the Zhenbei Army Captain called Yang Juncheng to his side and said with a smile.
"Sir, I am willing to join the Zhenbei Army and serve the Zhenbei Army!"
Yang Juncheng responded without hesitation.
According to the memories of the original owner, the Zhenbei Army was the direct force of Prince Zhenbei and the most powerful and elite force on the northwest border of the Great Qian Empire. Joining the Zhenbei Army was all benefit and no harm for Yang Juncheng.
Of course, Yang Juncheng had no choice now. If he dared to refuse, the three thousand elite Zhenbei Army soldiers in the Bandit Camp would definitely exterminate him at the first opportunity.
"Captain, Yang Juncheng is not only extremely powerful in personal strength, but he is also proficient in military strategy. If he is allowed to serve as a mere soldier in our Zhenbei Army, it would truly be a waste of talent!"
"And our Zhenbei Army currently has no vacancies for officers, so it is not convenient to appoint him as an officer in our Zhenbei Army!"
"Therefore, I suggest that after the Captain recruits Yang Juncheng into our Zhenbei Army, you continue to let him serve as the captain of the Militia Battalion. Once we have a vacancy for an officer in our Zhenbei Army, we can then have him fill it!"
As soon as Yang Juncheng finished speaking, before the Zhenbei Army Captain could speak, a thousand-man commander beside the Captain suggested to the Zhenbei Army Captain.
"You are right! Letting Yang Juncheng be a small soldier is indeed a waste of talent!"
"Yang Juncheng, from now on, you are a member of our Zhenbei Army. Later, I will have someone register you and enter you into the System of our Zhenbei Army!"
"However, our Zhenbei Army currently has no officer vacancies. When there is a vacancy, I will let you fill it!"
"During this period, you will continue to serve as the captain of the Militia Battalion and command the Militia Battalion!"
Hearing the words of that thousand-man commander, the Zhenbei Army Captain pondered for a moment and said to Yang Juncheng.
"Yes, Captain!"
Yang Juncheng immediately responded loudly, his face filled with excitement.
Seeing the excitement on Yang Juncheng's face, a faint smile appeared on the face of the Zhenbei Army Captain. He had someone register Yang Juncheng and issued him a set of fine armor and weapons, and then took Yang Juncheng into the interior of the Bandit Camp to count the spoils of war.
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