224: C224 The Slovenly Man Quickly Slipped away

C224 The Slovenly Man Quickly Slipped away

With the enlistment of the mercenaries, more and more mercenaries came to Divine Thunder Castle. Within the long line, Qin Feng was surprised to see him. Not long after, a long line of people lined up behind him. Everyone was interested in him, but no one dared to cause trouble here.

Qin Feng was used to this kind of pointing and pointing. He turned a deaf ear to it and calmed his mind.

The sky gradually darkened. A group of soldiers walked out of the city gate. They distributed food to the mercenaries in line. The number of mercenaries was too large, and they could not enter the castle in one day. The army in the city was responsible for providing food, and it was inevitable for them to sleep in the wild. However, this was a common occurrence for mercenaries, so it was not a big deal.

Night fell, and the registration continued. It did not stop until late at night. The city gates were closed, and those who had not entered could only sigh at their bad luck and stay outside the city for the night.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged and cultivated silently. No matter where he was, he would not change this habit.

When dawn broke, a heaven-shaking sound rang out from the other side of Divine Thunder Castle. Waves of loud drum beats resounded through the clouds, and soon after, a wave of sky-piercing shouts of killing rang out. It was deafening.

It was obvious that a great battle had broken out there. The army of the Hailing Country had launched a fierce attack. The ground was shaking, and a black shadow appeared in the sky. It was a dense cluster of flying arrows.

"The battle has begun! It's starting to fight!"

"There are so many arrows. How can we defend against them? If we get hit, we'll definitely become hedgehogs!"

The mercenaries were startled. They could hear the commotion and see the battle clearly. All of them were terrified.

"Don't worry. I heard that we will be incorporated into a special team. We don't need to face such a big battle when we are carrying out special missions. The defense of the city will be completed by the army in the castle and the recruited men. " One of the mercenaries said.

Hearing this, most of the mercenaries could not help but sigh in relief. Even if they were used to seeing life and death, they could not help but feel fear when facing an even more terrifying and bloody war.

Qin Feng stared at the black shadows that kept flashing in the sky. He couldn't calm down when he heard the loud noises. Who knew how many lives would be taken away by war? How many bones would be left after that war?

After a long time, the city gates on this side finally opened. A group of soldiers that were the same as yesterday jogged out and lined up on both sides before registering for the city.

After noon, Qin Feng finally arrived in front of the city gate. There was only one person left in front of him.

Standing at the city gate, he raised his head and looked at the 30 meter tall wall made of black soil mixed with special materials. Facing this huge monster, he could not help but feel tiny.

The person in front was put into the castle. Qin Feng quickly walked forward. There was a table there, and a middle-aged man sat behind it. There was a thick notebook on the table.

He looked up at Qin Feng and was stunned. He asked, "Are you a mercenary?"

Qin Feng did not reply. He took out his mercenary badge and handed it to the person.

The man looked confused. He took the badge and checked it carefully. After confirming it, he handed the badge back to Qin Feng. He looked at Qin Feng and asked, "Name, age, origin and Cultivation Level?"

"Qin Feng, 15 years old, from the Qin Family of Quluo City, Sixth Level Heaven Sword Lord."

The man quickly wrote down these things in a thick notebook. When he heard "Sixth Level Heaven Sword Lord," he could not help but be startled. After registering the information, he made some markings. Immediately, he said, "Qin Feng, Number 14359, keep walking forward and turn left. Report to Third Corp's First Barracks."

Qin Feng did not ask any more questions. He put away his mercenary badge and went straight through the city gate. There were some people on both sides who looked at him strangely.

Not long after, a wooden sign appeared at a crossroad. The arrow was pointed to the left, and there were two rows of words on it: "Third Corp, First Barracks."

Qin Feng followed the sign and searched. Soon, he found the First Barracks.

There were two antlers on both sides of the street. It seemed that the antlers were originally placed in the middle of the road to block the people approaching. Now, they were set up, and there were three long lines in the middle of the road.

Qin Feng was at the end of the line in the middle. After a few minutes, it was his turn. There was a person sitting behind a wooden table. He asked, "Name, number?"

"Qin Feng, 14359." Luckily, Qin Feng remembered the number.

The man wrote down the number on a thick book and let him in. "When you enter the camp, you must follow the rules. Go to the sixth concentration camp and wait for the allocation."

Qin Feng nodded slightly and walked past the man. What he saw was a large stretch of houses. From time to time, mercenaries dressed differently walked in and out. There were even several groups of soldiers dressed in uniform and neatly patrolling.

Although there was a big battle going on ahead, the management department did not dare to relax at all. Mercenaries licked blood from the edge of their blades. Most of them were brave and wild. It was very easy for them to fight if they did not agree with each other. The military discipline had given the upper echelons of the military a headache. They had no choice but to send soldiers to maintain order.1

"Hey, kid, you're also a mercenary?" At this moment, a voice came from the left, interrupting Qin Feng's thoughts.

It was a big man in his forties. He had just finished registering and was about to head to the sixth concentration camp. When he saw the young Qin Feng, he could not help but ask.

Qin Feng nodded slightly and walked forward.

"Hey, kid, slow down. You are also going to the sixth concentration camp, right? Let's go together. " The big man quickly caught up with Qin Feng and looked at him with curiosity. "I am Liu Dekuai. May I know little brother's name?"

"Eh, Liu Dekuai, you ran fast?! ” Qin Feng could not help but be stunned when he heard this name. Stopping his footsteps, he could not help but look at the big man. Escaping in the middle of an army was a serious crime. Moreover, even if one was a mercenary, escaping was a serious crime. Abandoning one's companions and running away was the kind of thing that was despised the most, and this guy's name was actually "running fast." It really made people worry, who would dare to be with him?

The big man was wearing a gray shirt, revealing his chest. There was a long brown belt around his waist, and he was wearing a pair of gray trousers. He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, and his whole body was grey. It was slightly dirty and old. He had stubble on his face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His curly hair was a little messy. There was even a little stain on his left cheek.

At first glance, he looked like a slovenly man!

And behind him was a heavy sword. It was a Sword Cultivator.

When the big man saw Qin Feng looking over, he stuck one hand into the shirt in front of his chest and touched the stubble on his chin with the other. He chuckled. "This name was not obtained by my parents, so I have no choice."

As he spoke, he spread his hands and revealed a helpless expression.

"Little brother, I still don't know your name."

"Qin Feng." After saying that, Qin Feng continued to walk forward. There were wooden signs on top of the doors of each house. As long as one pressed on those wooden signs, they would be able to find the sixth concentration camp.

The slovenly man kept talking behind Qin Feng. He was very talkative. However, what made people speechless was that his saliva was flying everywhere. The spluttering on Qin Feng's face caused him to be unable to help but cast a resentful gaze no matter how good his composure was. On the other hand, the slovenly large man smiled embarrassedly and continued to pester Qin Feng about it.

Qin Feng did his best to avoid the flying spittle and did not hear much. Now that they had officially entered the army and were about to face the invasion of Hailing Country, he could not help but feel somewhat perturbed.

Although he had experienced a lot in the past year, it was the first time he joined the army and participated in the war. It would be strange if he was not nervous for a young man who was not even 16 years old. Generally, the enlistment requirements were above 18 years old.

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