Iron Blood Journey

Meng Fan's physique was indeed strong. He was carrying a man on his back and running slightly faster than Darf. Meng Fan had to thank God for letting him lean over this man, although Meng Fan knew from his memory that this was just a big fool.

However, this body is extremely strong, and now this intelligence problem has also been solved by Meng Fan's time travel.

The trainers would follow behind and beat those who fell behind. As long as you ran faster than others, you would not be beaten.

Meng Fan felt relieved when he realized this, and he felt a heavy weight on his back. He turned around and asked Darf, "Brother, who is this guy? You look very concerned about him."

Dalph said breathlessly: "Meng Fan, this is my elder brother Jin, my former superior in the army."

"I see. It turns out that we have a strong bond after fighting together. By the way, what did this kid do to cause such a big fuss? I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the injuries on his body." Meng Fan said.

Kim suddenly coughed and woke up. She looked around and found that she was lying on someone's back. She was confused and didn't know why. When Dalph saw Kim wake up, he immediately came up and told her the whole story.

After hearing this, Kim said, "Thank you very much for the rescue, brother. I will repay you one day."

Meng Fan snorted coldly and said, "Don't look down on me. I don't want any reward from you. I saved you just for Darf's sake." After being choked by Meng Fan, Kim laughed and said, "Well said, I made a mistake. Now that we Cairo people have fallen into this tiger's den, we must unite as one. Brother Meng Fan, if you need me in the future, just come to me.

"I will go through fire and water without hesitation." Meng Fan saved this man because he wanted to save Darf's face and because he admired his toughness. He thought he was a real man and didn't want him to die in vain. Hearing his generous words, Meng Fan admired him even more.

, couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what did you do to make the King of Hell so angry?"

Jin laughed and said, "It's no big deal. I was just angry when I saw these people beating up our brothers at will, so I fought back. I didn't expect that the one-eyed man was so good at martial arts that I was no match for him."

After hearing what he said, Meng Fan admired him even more, but Meng Fan might not know that the reason why Kim took action was actually to protect someone.

Just as the one-eyed leopard Saxon said, these trainers kept chasing all of them until they were all lying on the ground before they stopped. More than 600 gladiators crawled back to the previous training ground exhausted. Meng Fan returned to the training ground with his limbs up in the air, gasping for air. Even with his physical fitness, he couldn't bear it. But before Meng Fan could take a breath, the "slap" sound rang again. This was not the sound of the whip, but the sound of Saxon walking.

The sound made by the whip was like the whip was about to hit him, which was terrifying. The one-eyed leopard Saxon stood in front of the gladiators, showing a ferocious smile, and the scar on his face was extremely terrifying. Saxon raised the whip and pointed it in the distance, shouting viciously: "Waste, where are you going?"

"I prepared food for three hundred people. Hehe, if you don't want to eat, just lie down here." Following Saxon's whip, he pointed to a shed not far away. Hearing this, Meng Fan stood up and ran away. He was the first one to rush over. Even the old men were not as fast as him. This agile figure startled the one-eyed leopard, and he thought to himself: "This kid is quite interesting!"

"Meng Fan rushed into the shed first. He saw dozens of tables in the shed. Each table was filled with bread and a pot of porridge. Although the bread looked black, Meng Fan

He was hungry, so he didn't care about anything else. He just picked up seven or eight and stuffed them into his mouth, stuffing them into his arms at the same time. At this time, a large group of people came up from behind. They were all old people who had been here. Although these people could not pass the test, they had been in the camp for some time and were quite skilled. The Cairo people who came with Meng Fan were all behind.

At the back, he could not squeeze in. Meng Fan was full and relied on his big body to squeeze out. He burped comfortably. Although the bread smelled moldy and the porridge was old, at least he was full. Meng Fan came out and saw that the people from Cairo who came with him were squeezed out.

, it seems that they will not be able to have this meal. Meng Fan looked around and soon found Darf. Darf was trying his best to squeeze in, his face was red, but he was helpless. Meng Fan pulled him over, and Darf looked at Meng Fan and said anxiously

"Stop it, or you'll have nothing to eat if you don't grab it." Meng Fan laughed and took out a piece of black bread from his arms. Darf saw that he was happy, so he hurriedly grabbed it and ran away. Meng Fan was stunned and shouted from behind him: "Hey, why are you running? I'm not not giving it to you."

Darf ran as if he hadn't heard anything. Meng Fan was also curious, wondering why Darf was doing that, so he followed him. Not long after he started walking, he saw Darf stop, with a few people standing beside him. Meng Fan walked over and saw a man lying on the ground, his face was pale, his lips were red.

Zi was obviously very ill. Meng Fan felt that this man looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this man was the sick soldier who was whipped by Darf.

At this moment, Dalf was tearing up the bread into pieces and feeding it to him, but the man was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to chew. Looking at the scene in front of him, Meng Fan thought: "This man is so weak that he can't survive. Besides, this place is simply hell. There are no angels to heal him. He can't hold on. But Dalf didn't give up this.

He is truly a man of integrity and loyalty."

Thinking of this, Meng Fan took out the remaining bread from his arms and shared it with everyone. Meng Fan patted Darf on the shoulder and said, "Brother, there is still bread, you can have some too."

Darf took the bread from Meng Fan and sighed, "Alas, Vali is dying."

"You've done your best. We have no choice here." Meng Fan said.

"He was a warrior. He should have died gloriously on the battlefield, not in such a humiliating way." Dalf said, "He can't return to the arms of Ares, the god of war."

"No, you are wrong, Darf. No matter where he is, he is an excellent warrior, and the God of War Ares will never abandon him." Meng Fan said.

At this moment, the warrior named Vali suddenly opened his eyes and shouted excitedly: "Ares, Ares, take me away." As if it was a last burst of light, Vali said the last words and passed away.

Wali's shout aroused the pain of these Cairo people, and the surrounding Cairo people gathered and surrounded Wali. These people clenched their right hands across their left chests, all lowered their heads, and silently recited war songs.

Blow the Horn of Ares

Ride on a warhorse and pick up a sword and a gun

The Glaive is Hungry

The blood of Cairo people is boiling

The weight of the shield

Resist the Blade and the Sword

The Flash of Armor

Shining light of honor

We are from Cairo

We are here, we scare the enemy

We are from Cairo

We left and let the legend spread

Chop and chop, let the sword protect the lover behind you

Throw it, let the spear crush the enemy's gallbladder

Shoot, let the arrows protect your comrades

Shout! Let the enemy learn the blood of the Cairo people.

Dead I'm dead

I seemed to see Ares, the god of war

The fate of war and the iron-blooded time and space

I return to the arms of Ares

The deep singing voice echoed in the training ground, and a tragic atmosphere filled the air. Everyone was shocked by the war song sung by the Cairo people. The Cairo army was worthy of the title of the best in the world. Just as the Cairo people were immersed in this tragic song, the "pa pa" sound rang out again. The one-eyed leopard came over with a gloomy face and roared: "You bunch of useless people, you actually have the mood to sing." As he said that, he whipped over and

A Cairo man was beaten to the ground, and then he yelled, "If you are in a good mood, run two more laps for me. Get out of here and keep running, Payne!" The tall trainer immediately ran over, and Saxon shouted at him, "Keep an eye on these rubbish. Don't let me see them idle for a moment. Also, find someone to throw this disgusting thing away for me." Saxon's whip

He pointed at Wally's body.

Saxon's desecration of Wally's body immediately filled the Cairo people with righteous indignation, and they looked at Saxon angrily. The one-eyed leopard suddenly smiled coldly and said viciously: "Why, you don't accept it? Hehe, I like you tough guys." As he said that, the one-eyed leopard swung the whip and lashed at him. The whips in Saxon's hand suddenly turned into hundreds of them, and they were swung like rain in an instant. It's not that Saxon's whips have become too many, but that they are too fast. In just a moment, the Cairo people standing on the field were whipped by the whips at the same time, and even Meng Fan couldn't avoid it. Saxon's whip method has already been superb. The whip in his hand is like a flexible venomous snake, revealing a terrifying aura. Saxon is definitely a swordsman-level strength.