Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 301 - 51: The Final Large-Scale Required Training Ends, Zhao Xing is Snatched Up! (Third Update)_2

Chapter 301: Chapter 51: The Final Large-Scale Required Training Ends, Zhao Xing is Snatched Up! (Third Update)_2

"The calamity obstacle, from the seventh mark of the Chen hour to the third mark of the Shen hour, randomly presents one of eighteen types of calamities. My brothers and I from the Minister of Agriculture Supervision can give an early warning."

"The three interruption spells of the Ritual Repairer, from the start of the You hour to the end of the 9 p.m., rotate in intervals and occasionally launch surprise attacks, but we do have some breathing time."

"The weak spots, their soldiers’ combat strength is intentionally set relatively low. As long as we can reach the place, we can rush through..."

Listening to Zhao Xing’s explanation, Xia Jing’s eyes lit up, "You’re right, we can get through. Zhao Xing, you indeed have a general’s demeanor, I didn’t expect you to think of so much!"

Zhao Xing smiled wryly and shook his head, "Brother Xia, this is the collective decision of the nine of us. We’re already in the process of breaking through. This is the forty-seventh time I’ve told you these words."

Xia Jing was taken aback, then said, "Yes, I remember! Indeed, you, I, Cao Shuang, and Chen Fang, Zhang Yi, and the others came up with it together."

"How many times have I been hit by the ’Forget Sorrow Method’? Have we missed any important decisions?"

"I can’t remember clearly either," Zhao Xing took out a roll of yellow paper. The yellow paper recorded many things, "But Zhang Yi has recorded it on the Holy Page, you can take a look."

"Where are the others?" Xia Jing asked, "Resting nearby."

"Mr. Wang and Mr. Qi are repairing the flying boat," Zhao Xing said, "In another hour, the people in the camp will regain their senses, but you and I need to act quickly to wake these people up. Otherwise, we won’t have much time left for the journey, and we’ll be hit by another large-scale spell, entering a vicious cycle."

"I understand." Xia Jing glanced at the map, "We’ve already reached Hukou, we’re close to successfully breaking through. Let’s act separately now. If something doesn’t feel right and we can’t hold on, quickly return here."

Xia Jing looked at Cao Shuang lying on the ground and said sorrowfully, "If the senior officers are all wiped out, there’s no hope of breaking through. This training might be difficult to pass."

.....

The 17th year of Jingxin Calendar, February 19th.

The Tianmen mountain peaks, Nanqing Garden.

Behind Nanqing Garden was a desolate area.

"Sou sou sou~"

One broken flying boat after another swayed in the high sky, going up and down, left and right, like drunken men piloting the boats.

"Buzz~"

Finally, one of the flying boats could not hold on, let out a wail, and crashed to the ground. Fortunately, the altitude was not too high, only kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough..."

A hand climbed onto the edge of the broken flying boat, revealing Zhao Xing’s face.

"Damn it, Che Shihai, can you even fly a boat! Isn’t your surname Che? The way you flew the boat almost shattered my bones!"

Zhao Xing cursed, stretched out his hand, and pulled Che Shihai up.

Che Shihai, also disheveled and bleeding at the moment, couldn’t help but cry out, "This can’t be blamed on me! This can’t be blamed on me!"

"Boss, you should blame Mr. Wang! He didn’t repair it properly. No matter how good my flying skills are, it doesn’t help!"

Clatter~

A piece of the flying boat’s hull fell off, seemingly proving Che Shihai’s words.

At this moment, more people climbed out.

Among them, a half-bald young man limped over, holding a craftsman’s hammer.

Wang Ji, one of the geniuses of the Heavenly Workshop.

"Che Shihai, don’t talk nonsense!"

"The military’s Swordfish Flying Boat is a fourth-tier supreme, with forty-nine thousand Dao in its array drive. It got smashed by the barbarians’ Five Elements Catapult. Only I could make it fly again. Who else could achieve that?!"

"Go ask at the Heavenly Workshop, how many can do it?!"

"How come Cao Shuang’s flying boat landed safely? And you say it’s not because of your poor skills?"

"I haven’t even settled the score with you, you see what a mess you made, a piece of my scalp is scraped off. Damn it!"

Wang Ji, being of a serious temperament, immediately lashed out furiously when he saw Che Shihai shifting the blame.

"Mr. Wang, forget it, forget it," Zhao Xing quickly stopped Wang Ji.

"If you hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve given him a hammer blow!" Wang Ji bitterly covered his head, "I already don’t have much hair, now another patch is scraped off."

"Hehe, Mr. Wang, don’t be angry. It’s my fault. I’m sorry," Che Shihai grinned, thinking Wang Ji wasn’t on this flying boat. He hadn’t expected to fail in shifting the blame.

"Military doctor! Doctor Yuan! Come quickly and check on Mr. Wang!" Zhao Xing used the Wind Skill, shouting loudly to cover the surroundings.

"Stop shouting, I’m, uh, right under your feet..." a weak voice came from the dirt underfoot.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing jumped in surprise, quickly stepping aside, and saw a head sticking out of the ground.

"Oh, my apologies."

"Brilliance Split, Rise!" Zhao Xing pointed his finger, and Yuan Yang’s body floated up from the ground.

"I’m truly speechless." Yuan Yang looked at Zhao Xing resentfully, "My head kept moving, didn’t you think something was wrong?"

"Your head is like iron, I thought I was stepping on a stone." Zhao Xing said awkwardly, "Come, Brother Yuan, have a wash."

Buzz~

Suddenly, a large column of water descended from the sky, enveloping Yuan Yang.

"Wash him too, he’s sticky and sandy, hard to apply medicine." Yuan Yang pointed at Wang Ji’s head.

"No problem."

Zhao Xing washed Wang Ji, the Mechanical Master’s, wound.

Then Yuan Yang took out a plaster from his medical kit and slapped it onto Wang Ji’s head.

"There, in half a month, your hair will grow back!"

As they were chatting.

The other flying boats landed, and more people came running.

"Are you alright?" Xia Jing quickly walked over, looking at Yuan Yang, "Is anyone seriously injured?"

If there were serious injuries, they would have to call for the joint training command, allowing the seriously injured to withdraw.

They couldn’t let anyone die for real.

But general fractures, losing some flesh, these couldn’t be considered serious injuries.

"No one needs to withdraw." Yuan Yang scanned around, "I didn’t sense any serious injuries."

To the senses of a doctor, especially a military doctor, major injuries appeared as obvious as the moon at night.

Sensing injuries was the most crucial skill for military doctors.

"Good." Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "We’ve made it this far. If we had to withdraw, it would be too unfair."

Yes, Xia Jing and his group had successfully broken through, with no more ’enemies’ ahead. They only had to reach the designated spot to complete this compulsory training.

"Zhao Xing, should we order a rest?" Xia Jing asked.

Initially, Xia Jing, the Heir of the Marquis, was elected as the camp’s main general, with the others as deputies. But now, Zhao Xing’s authority had grown heavier.

The position of the main general had effectively become Zhao Xing’s.

"You are the main general. You give the order." Zhao Xing smiled. He had no intention of fighting for power, considering how rough the training had been. "We’re probably the first camp to break through. We can afford a bit of rest."

"Alright." Xia Jing said, "Let’s have the brothers rest for an hour. We’ve already passed Nanqing Garden’s boundary. Walking another fifteen minutes will end the special training."

......

The 17th year of Jingxin Calendar, February 19th, three marks into the You hour.

Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Cao Shuang, Wang Ji, Yuan Yang, Zhang Yi, and others, a total of 1,500 new recruits of Battalion Nineteen, completed the breakthrough on the seventeenth day of training.

Based on their performance, various metrics measured, Battalion Nineteen, as the first to break through, received an A-level evaluation for all members!

Among them, Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, Wang Ji, and Yuan Yang, a total of twenty-nine, had showcased their talents and contributed perfectly, earning an A+ rating.

In early March, the new recruits continued to break through.

On March 15th, the final large-scale exercise in the Ten Suns Cave Heaven concluded.

The nine garrisoned reserves would leave the Ten Suns Cave Heaven in April and take on their assigned positions. Successfully completing the tasks would secure their military ranks.

This time, lives would not be guaranteed.

Before that, Zhao Xing, the Military Minister of Agriculture Officer, had received an A+ rating multiple times during compulsory training and completed seventeen elective training courses, sparking a wave of recruitment offers.

Especially after the final large-scale training, Zhao Xing had just returned to the Minister of Agriculture Supervision.

Then a visit came.

The first visitor was an ’old acquaintance.’

"Zhao Xing, I am Helian Lie, the Valiant Captain of the Fierce Sun Army, sent by the Marquis to invite you to join our Fierce Sun Army."

"If you are willing to join, you can choose from any of the elite ten battalions of the Fierce Sun Army. The Marquis is also willing to grant you a piece of land in Nine Heavens Yingyuan Prefecture, corresponding to the feudal land standard of a third-level earl!"