"Lord Qinglong, the war is about to begin, and the monks in our military camp are still a little loose."
As soon as he walked into Qinglong's tent, Ye Fan immediately put away the smile on his face, frowned and said to Qinglong.
Qinglong nodded helplessly.
"The Light Faction and the Evil Faction have been in a stable state for hundreds of years. Although people often come to harass the border, they can be solved very easily."
He sighed.
"These little guys are not very old, so they don't know the cruelty of war."
Ye Fan also sighed, he knew very well the principle of being born in sorrow and dying in happiness.
Although these monks stationed at the border all year round are much better than those in Guangming Pavilion, they still don't pay enough attention to war.
"They may not even have seen a few dead people. What would they do if they went to the battlefield?"
Ye Fan suddenly remembered that after he killed the four Qingqiu Juns, the young monks who followed them panicked when they saw the corpses.
"That's what I'm worried about too!"
Qinglong was obviously very worried about this matter.
But the war is imminent, and there is no way to worry about this matter at this time.
"Lord Qinglong, are there divisions into squads in our military camp?"
Ye Fan suddenly asked.
Although he didn't know why Ye Fan asked this, Qinglong still nodded.
"Yes, there are fifteen people in a team."
Ye Fan thought for a moment and said.
"There is still some time before the official start of the war. I plan to take these young monks in the military camp to go for a walk in the woods to practice."
Qinglong looked embarrassed.
"There are suddenly so many soldiers in our camp. It's hard to hide them. There are many evil spies in the forest. Just go out like this..."
Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently.
"It doesn't matter. If I take them there, they will kill people."
Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Qinglong was stunned for two seconds.
"You want to use those spies as targets and make them..."
Ye Fan nodded.
"Let them see more dead people in advance, and then they won't have such a big reaction when they go to the battlefield."
Qinglong wanted to say something more, but he opened his mouth, but didn't say a word for a long time.
"Oh, I'll make arrangements right away!"
Thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.
Qinglong walked out of the camp and looked at the busy figures in the Qinglong military camp.
These young monks were the latest to arrive and had been with him for a year.
Although some people are a bit naughty in normal times, they still have feelings after all.
If it weren't for the border and the war, he really didn't want these children to have experienced life and death like this.
Thinking of this, Qinglong suddenly remembered that Ye Fan didn't seem to be very old.
Such a young human monk looked indifferent to life and death, and had no idea what he had experienced before.
Qinglong worked very efficiently. In less than half an hour, a small team stood neatly in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan glanced at them and suddenly frowned.
"There are fifteen people in a team, why are you missing four people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, four people ran over panting.
It was the four people who bet with Ye Fan this morning.
When the four people stood in front of Ye Fan, they were still breathing heavily. It looked like they had just finished running.
"Sir C, the four of us have finished running. Can we return to the team with the remaining fifty laps?"