Zhou Yuan was promoted from the captain of the shooting team to the captain of the Shenbi team.
An exploration of a secret realm allowed him to reach the top of the soldiers, and the next step would be to be granted an official position and the military rank of Duke of Jin.
Military Commander Cai Cheng is a competent leader. Not only does he rush to the front as a tank, but he also distributes military merits reasonably during rest periods.
However, he also has his own evaluation tendency, and is obviously more inclined towards the Xuanjia team.
However, the members of the Shenbi Team, including Zhou Yuan, could not accuse Cai Cheng of abusing his power for personal gain and favoring his direct subordinates.
Because seven Xuanjia soldiers with different injuries were receiving treatment from military doctors in the pharmacy.
Some of them had broken arms, some had flesh wounds from knives, and one warrior who raised his shield to withstand the heavy blow from the demon leader had a swollen wrist and a broken forearm.
Fortunately, the golden medicine produced in the secret realm is very effective, otherwise it would be difficult for these black-armored wounded soldiers to recover their combat effectiveness quickly.
Military Sima Cai Cheng, as the direct leader of the Xuanjia team, did not go forward to express his condolences immediately. Instead, he stood on the side of the warehouse as if waiting for someone.
Zhou Yuan looked from afar and saw a majestic general wearing armor and a black cloak in the corridor of the mansion.
The general seemed to sense Zhou Yuan's gaze, and a smile appeared on his cold face, with a slight nod.
"Zhou Yuan, don't be disrespectful to the Captain. He is a warrior with a pervasive aura, and his perception abilities far surpass those of mortals like you and me.
Your archers' eyes are too sharp, don't let the captain misunderstand you."
"I understand. Should the military commander wait until the captain has finished his visit before going to appease the Xuanjia soldiers?"
"You are quite clever, but that's the way it should be. The Captain is a warrior, and he fought bloody battles to provide spiritual food. It's only right that the Captain should personally express his condolences.
It doesn't matter whether I go early or late; I can only appease them, but you, the captain, can give them tangible benefits."
Military Sima Cai Cheng was right. After the highest commander in the camp appeared, the injured black-armored soldiers were overjoyed.
Captain Jing'an was also very compassionate to his subordinates. With a wave of his hand, he gave those with minor injuries fifteen days of leave and those with serious injuries two months of paid leave.
The man with a broken arm immediately knelt down and asked to return to the city to be with his wife and children.
Needless to say, he was granted permission, and after his injuries stabilized, he was able to take the quartermaster's carriage back to the city to recuperate.
After Captain Jing'an finished his condolences, he nodded in the direction of the warehouse before leaving accompanied by his personal soldiers.
Zhou Yuan asked doubtfully only after the tall and mighty captain had left.
"Military Commander, since the Captain is such a formidable warrior, why doesn't he attack the secret realm himself?"
"Zhou Yuan, a warrior's Qi flows throughout his body, and every move he makes is blessed by spiritual energy.
Captain, attacking the secret realm is naturally simple, but the spiritual energy consumed also needs to be replenished by the secret realm's spiritual objects."
"We, the Jing'an Army, are not part of an aristocratic family. The spiritual objects produced in the secret realm must be handed over to the imperial court regularly and in fixed quantities.
The remaining spiritual objects still need to be used for the Captain's cultivation and wartime reserves, so how can they be used for attacking and replenishing Qi?"
Cai Cheng's explanation made Zhou Yuan understand that extraordinary warriors cannot generate spiritual energy on their own, and they need to replenish energy after every battle.
It would be fine for forces with sufficient spiritual objects, but areas with limited spiritual objects really can't afford these gold-devouring beasts.
For example, the Jing'an Army clearly has a warrior captain in charge, but it cannot easily use this powerful combat force.
"Come with me, I'll go comfort the soldiers, and you can show your face.
Once the brothers know that you are willing to join us, go get the clerk to apply for a new residence."
Under the leadership of the military commander Cai Cheng, Zhou Yuan visited the injured black-armored soldiers.
During this period, we received a lot of praise, and everyone said that they would fight side by side with us again after we recovered.
It can be seen that the Xuanjia warriors have a high demand for good shooters.
Since these tanks cannot improve their own defense, they wish the archer could grow another pair of arms so that they can quickly kill the monsters in the secret realm.
In this case, the members of the Divine Arm Team might be disliked. Before Zhou Yuan was away, no one knew that the archer could still use the three-stone hard bow to shoot quickly.
Now, Zhou Yuan has raised the expectations of the Xuanjia Warriors, and the originally protected Divine Arm Hands have to face the pressure of internal competition.
"Don't worry, brothers, I will be staying in the secret realm for the time being.
You have the valiant shield, and I have the swift and strong bow. We should support each other as brothers."
Men who had been to the battlefield together had a natural foundation of friendship. They chatted happily and only let him go after having a banquet.
When Zhou Yuan stepped into the Auditing Hall, he realized that he not only had a new residence, but also had the power to customize weapons and modify armor.
Considering that the meat tank of the Xuanjia team is very qualified, he himself needs to lose weight and increase flexibility.
He chose a half-body armor and a round helmet to protect his head. He removed the leg skirt armor and arm ring armor, leaving only a pair of iron wrist guards.
"Captain Zhou, do you have any requirements for weapons? We will do our best to help you find a good bow."
The Metallurgical Supervisor had read the military merit records of the attack on the secret realm and knew that the person in front of him was extraordinary and needed better weapons to give full play to his sharpshooting advantage.
“Metallurgical Supervisor, I wonder if there are any four-stone strong bows in the camp.
The demon leader's body is as strong as iron, and the three-stone hard bow is not enough to kill him quickly. I want to try the four-stone bow."
"Captain Zhou was joking. This really doesn't exist."
The Metallurgical Supervisor was almost choked by Zhou Yuan's words. What does a four-stone strong bow mean? One stone is 120 jin, and four stones are 480 jin.
The weight of nearly 500 kilograms is equivalent to that of two armored men. Is he still a human being if he can lift such a heavy guy with one hand?
No matter how high the requirements in the camp were, they would only equip the soldiers with superb arms with three-stone hard bows.
Above that is the configuration of the warriors. The Metallurgy Department cannot control it, and it is impossible for them to have secret treasures in their hands.
Therefore, Zhou Yuan ultimately failed to obtain a powerful weapon like the Four Stone Bow.
However, the Metallurgical Department stated that they did not have a four-stone strong bow, but they did have a five-stone crossbow.
If Zhou Yuan didn't mind it being too heavy or too long, they were willing to remove the crossbow arm and give it to him.
Considering that although his string-control skill was at the maximum level, his precision attribute was only 3 points, making it impossible for him to use the crossbow with one hand for the time being, he rejected the Metallurgical Supervisor's suggestion.
"Captain Zhou, if you really want a four-stone bow, we can ask a master craftsman to make it for you.
But it’s difficult to cure a strong bowel movement, so you may have to wait for several years.”
"Don't bother. A few years is too long. I'll just use the three-stone bow."
When Zhou Yuan arrived at his new residence, led by the palace clerk, more than thirty divine arm masters were already waiting for him.
"Young Master, in order to admire your elegance, the brothers even skipped the brothel.
Let's go, let's book a table at the tavern, firstly to celebrate your promotion, and secondly to listen to your teachings as a sharpshooter."
"My brothers are making fun of me. My skills are all due to my natural strength. I can't compare to your brothers' superb archery skills."
"Don't be modest, in our Shenbi team, if you are good, you are good, and if you are not good, you are not good.
We are not as brave as Xuanjia, and the only skill we have is shooting.
You are stronger than us, and we respect you. We also ask you to teach us more in the future and sharpen our sharp bows."
After all, the Shenbi Team is a small circle of fighting men who value shooting skills the most and worship sharpshooters.
With his sharpshooting ability, Zhou Yuan easily integrated into this small group and went from being a newcomer with unknown strength to a recognized comrade-in-arms.
"Great goodness, brothers like us should drink and talk together, exchange skills, and pool our wisdom to become the most powerful."