Half an hour later, Ling Feng and Lu Wuji joined the 020077th Legion, and both of them got their own identity plates.

Legion 020077 is a cannon fodder legion.

"Brother Qin Xiao, why do we want to join this cannon fodder army?"

Lu Wuji looked at Ling Feng, feeling very confused.

With his and Ling Feng's strength, they can definitely pass the assessment and become ordinary members of the Eight-Star Legion.

"To join those high-level legions, you have to go through a lot of assessments. It takes at least ten days and a half to pass one wave of assessments. This cannon fodder legion doesn't need to take assessments at all, it's fast!"

"Moreover, I brought you into this cannon fodder legion just to follow this legion out. After we get out, we can act alone. No one will care about the life or death of a cannon fodder!"

Ling Feng spoke to Lu Wuji in his heart.

"Ah? We have to act alone? How dangerous is that?"

Lu Wuji immediately panicked when he heard that Ling Feng was going to take him alone.

In the ancient battlefield, acting alone is simply courting death.

"If you're afraid, don't go, I'll go by myself!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart.

Lu Wuji gritted his teeth and responded in his heart: "I will go wherever you go, or I will die!"

"This is how you become a real man. You have been hiding under your sister's wings for too long. It's time to hone your skills!"

Ling Feng and Lu Wuji smiled, then followed the members who ran back to the legion and boarded a war boat.

Most of the members of this cannon fodder army are unsuccessful people from the families in the Central Region. They are generally under tremendous pressure and have no other choice, so they come to the ancient battlefield to fight.

Because if they don't come to the ancient battlefield, their lives will be like that.

But when you come to the ancient battlefield to be cannon fodder, you still have a great chance to break through yourself.

Moreover, as long as you join the Cannon Fodder Legion, you can get 100,000 Origin Stones. If you kill the opponent's one-star warrior or above enemies in battle, you can make meritorious deeds.

Killing an enemy of a one-star general will earn you ten points of military merit.

Killing an enemy of a two-star general will result in fifty points of military merit.

Killing an enemy of a three-star general will earn you 100 points of military merit.

Killing an enemy of a four-star general will earn you 500 points of military merit.

Killing an enemy of a five-star general will earn you one thousand military merit points.

Killing an enemy of a six-star general will earn you 5,000 points of military merit.

Killing an enemy of a seven-star general will earn you 10,000 military merit points.

If you kill an enemy of an eight-star general, you can get 50,000 military merit points.

Killing an enemy of a nine-star general will earn you 100,000 military merit points.

Killing a demigod (half-step war god) level enemy will earn you 500,000 points of military merit.

Killing God-of-War-level enemies will earn you one million military merit points.

If you can kill the titled God of War, you can get 10 million military merit points.

One point of military merit can be exchanged for ten Source Stones.

If the practitioners of the Cannon Fodder Legion can survive the battle, they can still get 100,000 Source Stones even if they don't kill the enemy.

If you are lucky, if you participate in more battles, you can earn hundreds of thousands of Origin Stones.

The mortality rate of the cannon fodder corps is very high. These cannon fodders are all exchanging their lives for money.

However, those who dare to be cannon fodder have already regarded death as home, and have looked down on life and death. If they can make a fortune, it is a fortune.

Today, the cannon fodder legion that Ling Feng and the others were in followed the other high-level legions to the main battlefield.

Before those high-level legions collide head-on with the enemy legions, let them, the cannon fodder legions, take the lead in charging, consuming the opponent's physical strength, thereby creating an advantage for the high-level legions behind them.

If they are lucky, they will also encounter each other's cannon fodder army, so they don't have to die so quickly.

On the cannon fodder Legion's flying boat, the decoration is very luxurious, and there are also delicious food and drinks on it.

Because everyone knows that most of these cannon fodders will never return, so on the way to the battlefield, these cannon fodders who regard death as home will try their best to eat and drink as much as possible.

"Drink, drink, drink..."

Ling Feng and Lu Wuji mingled among the crowd, eating and drinking with everyone.

"Brother Qin Xiao, I didn't expect the treatment as cannon fodder to be so good!"

While Lu Wuji was eating meat, he was communicating with Ling Feng in his mind.

"People who are about to die should eat well!"

Ling Feng responded in his heart. Looking at the people around him who were drinking and chatting happily, he suddenly felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

The peace of the human race is the result of the lives of those around him.

Although these people do not sacrifice their lives for free, no matter what, they are fighting for the human race.

Sadly, within the human race, everyone is not united and there are still intrigues.

But it's no wonder that those people, whether they are human race, demon race or Shura race, now lack an absolute strong person to integrate their respective forces.

If another powerful emperor appears in the human race now, he will definitely be able to unite all the forces in the human race.

It is a pity that since ancient times, no matter whether it is the human race, the demon race, the Shura race, or other races, there has never been a strong man of the emperor level.

Three days later, Ling Feng and the others finally reached the main battlefield.

A voice echoed in the battle boat where Ling Feng and the others were:

"Please be prepared, everyone, we will land on the main battlefield in ten breaths!"

Ling Feng and the others all stepped off the war boat.

The moment they stepped off the war boat, they suddenly felt a terrifying pressure acting on themselves.

The gravity here is more than two hundred times greater.

In this environment, every action everyone makes will cost more than in the middle realm.

The sky here is blood red, the wind is strong, and the sand and rocks are flying.

Waves of shouts of killing came from the front.

"There is a cannon fodder army from the Shura clan approaching us ahead!"

The voice of Ling Feng, the leader of the legion, echoed in their minds.

The voice of the leader of the legion was transmitted to Ling Feng and the others through the identity plates worn by Ling Feng and the others.

The leader of Ling Feng's legion is a five-star general named Gu He, whose Taoist name is Qianyun.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Those cannon fodders are all full of fighting spirit.

Although everyone knows that there is little hope of surviving this battle, no one will back down at this moment.

Soon, Ling Feng and the others saw a large group of Shura practitioners rushing towards them.

"Archers and crossbowmen prepare!"

Qianyun Daojun's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

The archers and crossbowmen immediately drew their arrows.

Ling Feng also took out his sunset bow.

He stared at the Shura tribe's cannon fodder army in front of him, trying to find their leader.

But the practitioners in these ancient battlefields are very smart.

From the attire, it is impossible to tell who is the leader of the legion.

The purpose of everyone doing this is to prevent the leader of the legion and the backbone of the legion from being shot by those super archers.
Chapter completed!