The morning breeze is filled with the breath of green grass and life. The residents in Fengcheng are accustomed to getting up early and starting their busy day.
Different from the tranquility in the city, a huge school ground outside the city was bustling with people. It was the shouts from the empire warriors. Amidst the neat commands, they were doing the same thing - training.
This is the largest school ground in the Nanfeng Empire. It has always been used to train elite troops. Being able to receive training here is the greatest honor for every soldier, so no matter how hard and tiring it is, the soldiers are happy with it.
Most of these soldiers are the best graduates of the famous military academies, fighter academies and magic academies. After they finished their studies, they devoted their blood to protecting their homes and the country.
Soldiers who leave this school will go far. This is the cradle of heroes and the pride of the Nanfeng Empire.
The cold winter has just passed, and the breath of spring is not strong. The soldiers got up early for morning exercises. There is no need for strict laws here. They all gathered on the school field consciously. This is a strict self-requirement of a soldier.
There is no laziness and no idleness.
At this time, on a high platform in the center of the school grounds, a man in silver armor stood facing the wind. Behind him was the rustling military flag. Facing the soldiers who had already formed a square formation below, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.
, but his face was still cold and filled with a chilling air.
His eyes swept over the soldiers present, and he walked to the edge of the high platform. His calm and authoritative voice sounded in the solemn atmosphere: "Fellow soldiers, I know that you should be led by me, who has not achieved great achievements on the battlefield.
You are very dissatisfied. As the elite of the Nanfeng Empire, you have your own pride, but I want to tell you that for a soldier, the first task is to obey military orders. Even if I ask you to kill your comrades around you immediately, you can't.
There is a trace of hesitation. This is a military order. You are not allowed to question it in the slightest. All I need is obedience. If anyone else refuses to obey, then you should work hard to make achievements. When you become my boss, then I will also obey your orders.
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In just a few words, although some of the new soldiers below were dissatisfied, none of them were stupid enough to speak out and could only respond in silence.
Looking at the silent crowd below, the man's somewhat angry voice sounded: "What? Do you dare to be angry but dare not speak out, or do you agree with what I say?"
Hearing what the commander said, the soldiers below all knelt down on one knee.
"I swear to follow the Commander to the death!"
The loud sound resounded throughout the school grounds, startling the birds in the woods nearby to flap their wings and fly to the sky.
There was a moment of silence at the scene. The man nodded with satisfaction, gave a few instructions to a soldier beside him and disappeared in the complicated eyes of the soldiers.
For this new commander who took office less than a few months ago, the soldiers who are familiar with his story have nothing but admiration in their hearts.
At first, I heard that the Commander-in-Chief was a friend of His Majesty, and thought that he only got to this position through nepotism, so everyone was ready to secretly stumble him before he took office, hoping to scare away the incompetence of this sycophant.
generation.
Who knows, stealing chickens is not losing the rice. All traps and tricks were eliminated by the commander who always had a straight face, but the soldiers received more cruel training.
Faced with some inhumane training methods, the soldiers even jointly filed a petition, but what they received was more severe punishment.
I originally thought that these cruel trainings were just to punish them for being disrespectful, but after the pain, they will find that their strength is steadily improving. It may be an accident for one person, but it is inevitable if most people are like this.
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For this reason, the soldiers accepted the order of this mysterious commander with pain and joy.
In just one month, the strength of the soldiers has been more or less improved. The commander did not teach them any great skills, but only taught them how to survive on the battlefield. This is the most important thing for a soldier.
It is needed. This is something that military schools usually do not provide, and it is difficult to provide, but this commander did it.
After half a month of civil war, these soldiers who had just left the training camp achieved impressive results, which also made this already famous training camp become famous again because of the name Long Tian.
Seeing the envy of the soldiers in other battalions, the soldiers were even more delighted and looked forward to their future.
And this outstanding general is Wuyou's eldest brother Long Tian, and he is also Emperor Nanfeng's best friend. In order to help Nan Tian solve his problems, he once again entered the familiar military camp, and for the sake of friendship, he once again sat on the high command.
, all this is brotherly loyalty.
In a tent in the school grounds, Long Tian was wearing casual clothes, stroking a brand new silver armor in his hand, which was the one he had just changed into.
Touching the exquisite lines, his eyes were a little blurry. Once upon a time, he wore a battle armor to protect his family and country, and only gave the people a look of approval. But every time he won a battle, the gap between him and his family
It's also deeper.
His father's cold eyes and his mother's reproachful expression forced him to leave the military family.
He didn't understand why. As a descendant of a soldier, he was undoubtedly the best being and had already reached the leadership level in just a few years. However, his family did not express any joy and gave him only alienation.
Whenever a person secretly bandages his own wounds on the battlefield, he can't help but ask himself: Who are you doing this for? The glory of the family? The family does not care about it! The illustrious military exploits? The family hates it! Could it be that he
Is everything you do in vain?
It wasn't until he was promoted to general that he was promoted to a general, and he completely broke with his family. He was expelled from the family. How ironic, so he chose to leave, leave that indifferent home, leave those bloody events, and become an ordinary person.
A mercenary, he told himself, a person can live a wonderful life.
He did it, became a mercenary, made many friends, took adventures together, and played life together. He thought he would continue like this for the rest of his life.
But the cage of fate never let him go, and pushed him to the battlefield. Maybe this was his fate, he was born for the battlefield.
Looking at the faces of the soldiers, listening to their training shouts, and feeling that the originally cold blood in my body was boiling, it was a touch from deep inside, and my originally silent heart was revived.
"Let everything for me end on the battlefield!" He muttered to the black iron sword beside him. The sword seemed to feel the will of its master and became more translucent, as if it was expecting a big battle.
While Long Tian was holding his sword and talking to himself, a hurried voice came from outside the door: "Report..."
"Come in!" A majestic voice came from Long Tian's mouth, and the messenger outside the door hurriedly opened the door and entered.
The soldier is not a soldier from this school. He is wearing the clothes of a palace guard and is the guard sent by Nantian.
Taking the scroll from the soldier's hand majestically, Nan Tian opened it neatly and slowly, as he read the content on the scroll, his face turned livid, and his hands were too hard, and the veins were slightly exposed.
Ignoring the soldiers who were still kneeling on one knee, he strode towards the palace.