He is two meters and five centimeters tall. Who made him a soldier?

Chapter 156: Kalwan Valley Incident (Part )
"Hold on! Our reinforcements will be here soon!"

Nine soldiers held shields in their hands and formed a circle, protecting Captain Qi in the middle.

The enemy's various swords, guns, sticks and clubs almost all hit the soldiers' shields from all directions. At the same time, the enemies standing on high places threw stones at their position continuously.

"Captain Qi! Captain Qi!"

"No, don't worry about me, you go first."

Blood was flowing down from Captain Qi's temple uncontrollably.

Upon seeing this, another soldier quickly used his shield to block above Captain Qi. The protection circle shrank again. The soldiers on the periphery felt that they were under increasing pressure and the enemy could break through their defenses at any time.

"Qiang!"

A slashing sound accompanied by a sonic boom was heard, and the soldiers on the left felt the pressure suddenly relieved. Then they saw that three of the enemies who had just besieged them were killed by Lu Qinglong's sword.

This was not the end yet. When Lu Qinglong chopped at the fourth person, the blade of his Qinglong Fangtian Ji got stuck in the opponent's stomach.

"Is it stuck on the bone? Or is it stuck on the heavy armor?"

Lu Qinglong frowned slightly, then kicked the enemy who was stuck on the head of his halberd. The enemy's body was kicked into the air, various blood-red organs flew out of his body, and finally he fell heavily to the ground, and he was no longer breathing.

"These guys are quite cunning. Everyone is wearing heavy armor. It looks like we can't kill them as easily as last time."

Lu Qinglong muttered something in his mind, then turned around and swept sideways again. This time, he not only used the strength of his arms and back, but also used the strength of his whole body to sweep towards the right side where there were the most enemies.

Lu Qinglong's aiming angle also changed, from attacking the enemy's body to attacking the vulnerable connection between the enemy's helmet and heavy armor, that is, the neck.

There was a flash of silver light, and several complete heads and several clumps of things that looked like human brain tissue were thrown into the air.

This was just the result of being swept by the double-eared halberd blade. Most enemies were swept by Lu Qinglong's reinforced threaded steel halberd body.

Basically, being hit means death. Some enemies were unfortunately hit in the chest by Lu Qinglong's halberd.

The terrifying force was so powerful that it could crush anything, shattering the enemy's sternum that was used to protect his chest, and even the heart inside.

There were more than fifty enemies wearing heavy armor. Lu Qinglong killed nearly thirty of them in one encounter, and the remaining ten or so were seriously injured and fell to the ground. In the end, only seven or eight people managed to run back to the crowd, staring with fear at the nightmare-like body of the demon in the east.

"How is Captain Qi's injury?"

Lu Qinglong was not in a hurry to chase the enemy. He squatted beside the soldiers, holding the Qinglong Fangtian Ji, and checked the injuries of Captain Qi.

Fortunately, the soldiers carried emergency medical equipment with them and easily stopped the bleeding from the big cut on Captain Qi's head.

Thanks to Lu Qinglong's timely support, the other nine soldiers only suffered minor skin injuries, and Captain Qi was not seriously injured either.

"call out!"

"call out!"

A sharp whistle sounded from the rear. Looking towards the source of the sound, we saw our support troops, which were more than 70 soldiers we had deployed 600 meters away. They were rushing towards us with knives, guns, sticks and clubs in their hands, with angry faces.

The leading battalion commander saw the bloody corpses on the ground. He was stunned at first, then ran to Captain Qi nervously, made sure that Captain Qi was not seriously injured, and counted the number of soldiers. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn it! Not only did these enemies cross the line, they also injured our leader. Can you bear it, brothers?"

The battalion commander asked the soldiers behind him.

The answer I got was just three words:

"I can't help it!"

"Charge! Kill these enemies who invaded our land!"

The soldiers roared and followed Lu Qinglong's footsteps, launching an attack on the massive enemy in front of them.

The few soldiers who had survived from Lu Qinglong's hands saw Lu Qinglong rushing towards them, with so many Panda family warriors behind him. How could they even think of resisting them?

I turned around and wanted to run.

However, they forgot that there were more than 500 people in the team standing behind them, crowded in the valley. Just standing there felt very crowded, let alone running back.

"Go! We have more people, so what are we afraid of?"

"That's right! There are only a few of them!"

The enemies were shouting, but after the first face-to-face contact between the two sides, they immediately found that the other side was no longer like a human being.

Even though some of them were wearing heavy armor and stab-proof suits, when facing these Panda warriors with bloodshot pupils, they seemed to be fearless of death or pain. The more they were beaten, the more fierce they became.

Especially the big guy in the lead who was holding a strange weapon. When he swung his halberd down, anyone who came into contact with him was either killed or injured.

"Today, none of you will be able to walk out of the Kalwan Valley alive!" Lu Qinglong swung the Qinglong Fangtian Ji in his hand violently. He seemed to have endless energy and each strike was powerful and mighty.

Over time, they soon fought their way through the entire valley.

The soldiers at the front found that their enemies' resistance seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. Finally, they looked up and found that it was Lu Qinglong who was standing at the front alone!

The enemy's attacks on him were like tickling him, but on the contrary, every attack launched by Lu Qinglong would bring a near-destructive blow to the enemy.

If the opponent dared to be touched by every halberd of Lu Qinglong, the result would be serious injury. After falling to the ground, he would be directly swept away by the cold and fast-flowing river and would not survive.

The soldiers discovered that it seemed that they only needed to follow behind Lu Qinglong, look for enemies who were seriously injured by one move, and finish them off.

Lu Qinglong didn't know how many enemies he had killed. He just repeated the most basic moves such as slashing, sweeping, turning, and swinging his tail.

The enemies were killed by him, and those who wanted to escape could not escape. The people behind him kept pushing forward, and in the end they could only wait to die.

Lu Qinglong was getting more and more adept at killing, and he could even hear the joyful sound coming from his Qinglong Fangtian Ji.

"Monster! He's the monster from Pangong Lake! Run! Don't go any further!"

Finally, some enemies recognized Lu Qinglong. They shouted not to let the team behind them push forward, and at the same time, the enemies in the front turned around and ran.

They ran all the way to the other side of the river bank, which was within their actual control line, and then stopped.

And because of what happened last time, Lu Qinglong seemed to hear Chen Ting's warning to him last time, so he stopped and sent some of the seriously injured enemies around him to meet the King of Hell with his halberd.

After doing all this and making sure that no enemy was still alive, he followed the soldiers behind him and retreated back to the river bank. The two sides were confronting each other on the river bank.

Only then did Lu Qinglong discover that the double blades of his halberd seemed to be bent in some places.

The enemy's originally huge crowd was now only two-thirds of the original number. As for the remaining one-third, they all fell into the river and were carried downstream by the fast-flowing river.

The mudflat on the other side of the river was not very big to begin with, and the remaining 400-odd soldiers of the other side were lined up with their backs against the cliff.

It is worth mentioning that the terrain here is a vertical slope of nearly 40 to 50 meters at the back, so our soldiers generally call this place a cliff.

These enemy troops had come down from the mountain at the beginning, and if they wanted to retreat now, they could only climb up again.

Babu, the leader of the Bihar Regiment, saw that he led 600 men, but 200 of them were killed by the 80 men of the opposite side. He was shocked and angry, and at the same time, he felt a mixture of regret and unwillingness.

The two sides were in a stalemate, confronting each other.

The sky gradually darkened, and the temperature difference between day and night was extremely large in the plateau area.

There was a strong wind in the valley, and when a gust of wind blew, the more than 400 enemy soldiers felt a chill in their lower bodies. Almost all of them retreated, hoping that their commander would order a retreat.

The regiment commander Babu also wanted to do the same, but if he went back this time, he might not only face dismissal, but also be brought to a military court. He might even be sentenced to life imprisonment for dereliction of duty.

Otherwise, try again!
Let’s give it one more try so that we can explain ourselves when we return, and the subsequent Snow Leopard Project can also be carried out!
Could the monster-like guy on the opposite side really kill the remaining 400 people? !

Once this idea came up, it began to expand infinitely in his mind and finally occupied his entire brain.

Just as he was about to launch the final attack, a shrill and loud whistle sounded above the valley at the end of their team:
"Hey~"

"call out!"

Not only were there whistles, but also dense shouting and cursing, and all kinds of chaotic flashlight lights coming from above the valleys on both sides.

"It's support! Our large support force is here!"

The familiar whistle immediately inspired the morale of the soldiers at the frontline.

Perhaps in response to them, under the command of Captain Qi, the more than 80 soldiers among us who were carrying whistles also responded by blowing the whistles hanging around their necks vigorously.

The sound of the whistle echoed throughout the valley.

The enemy's leader, Babu, had a deathly pale face; their retreat had been cut off!

But their retreat was clearly within their line, right? Why would someone from the other side show up?!

"Everyone, cheer up! The enemies in front of you are not enemies, but military merits!"

"If you want to show off your merits, exchange them for the enemy's heads!"

The commander was roaring, and the soldiers were roaring too.

Whether they are soldiers on the front line or soldiers from the large force coming to support.

There are only two words in everyone's mind:
Kill the enemy!
(End of this chapter)