Chapter 9: Nightmares

In the early morning, a muffled sound of "bang" spread throughout the camp of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, and the entire military camp boiled in an instant, and everyone rushed out of the tent, looking around vigilantly with weapons in their hands in their armor. With a soft "squeak" sound, the battle flag planted in the center of the camp slowly fell, and with a sound of "bang!", the battle flag of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire fell to the ground. For three months in a row, every morning this battle flag would be cut down on time. Although they had done their best to defend it, no one could see who did it! In the past three months, this battle flag has fallen more than ten times more than the number of times it has fallen since the day the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire was formed. Although everyone knows in their hearts who cut down the battle flag, but every time I go to find someone, they have never gone out at all in the Grand Duke's Mansion, and every time I go, they have been drinking with the Grand Duke of Peron, what evidence do you have that they did it?

In the Grand Duke's Palace, the Grand Duke of Belon stared at the snow moon mark tightly, without blinking, and when he heard the hurried footsteps outside, the Grand Duke of Belon immediately wilted like a frosted eggplant. A soldier ran in, and before he could speak, the Grand Duke of Peron said:

"Is the battle flag being cut down again?"

The warrior nodded, and before he had finished his head, the Grand Duke of Peron said casually:

"Go back and tell them that the intensity of training today is twice as intense as yesterday!"

The soldier immediately gave a military salute and turned to go out, completing the whole process almost as routinely, and had not changed every day for three months, and no one would be proficient anymore. Grand Duke Perón screamed in exasperation and tugged at his hair. He had barely left the Snow Moon Scar for three months, but he still hadn't figured out how the Snow Moon Scar was made. The little old man rested his chin on the table as if he had received some major blow, and counted listlessly with his fingers:

"The kid hasn't gone out, little Nana hasn't gone out, the big white cat hasn't gone out, he hasn't felt the fluctuations of the magic elements, he hasn't felt the murderous aura, he hasn't felt the rats running over! Oh my God! Boy! Can you tell me how you got it?"

Xue Yueji drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, glanced at Grand Duke Veron, and said:

"I'll tell you when I think they can afford that banner. Now they're training a little bit harder, and in ten days I'll tell you if even one in 10 of them can hold on. ”

Grand Duke Peron looked at Yun Na for help, and Xue Yueji casually reminded:

"It's the limit that she can roughly understand what you're saying now, and if you want to ask her, you might as well wait ten days and I'll tell you. ”

Yun Na glared at Xue Yueji dissatisfied, and after working hard for a long time in the gaze of Grand Duke Peron's chessboard, but didn't say anything, Grand Duke Peron looked at White Tiger for help. The white tiger turned over lazily, as if to say, "What I said, can you understand?" Grand Duke Peron gave up completely, and lay on the table helplessly.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Hailan, dressed in a gorgeous fiery red mage robe, walked in from outside angrily, and yelled at Grand Duke Peron with a gloomy face:

"Grandpa! If you increase the intensity of training like this, the soldiers will not be able to stand it!"

Grand Duke Peron glanced helplessly at Xue Yueji, lying on the table and pretending to sleep. It's not that he doesn't want to stop Snow Moon Scar, he has been by Snow Moon Scar's side all the time in the past three months. Moreover, Xue Yueji did better than him, except for drinking every day for three months, he was called the lingua franca of Yunna Continent, and he never stepped out of his Grand Duke's Mansion at all. This place is also nearly three miles away from the camp of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, and even if the speed of the Snow Moon Mark is fast, it is impossible to run out three miles and cut the flagpole that has been replaced with stainless steel and then run back without being discovered by him.

Grand Duke Perón knew that the way things had developed so far was actually to blame him for being too confident at the beginning. He thought that it would not be a problem to have him watch the Snow Moon Scar, so the next day he boasted to the Snow Moon Scar, saying that as long as the Snow Moon Scar could cut the battle flag of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire under his guard, the training volume of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire that day would be twice as large as the previous day. As a result of the incident, the training volume of the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire has increased geometrically in the past three months. By now, the Sixth Legion of the Heavenly Dragon Empire has changed the third batch of soldiers, and those Second Lords are already tired and can't get out of their homes.

Hyland slapped the table heavily and yelled at Grand Duke Peron:

"Grandpa! You can't order more training! This will soon be no longer able to hold on to this group of soldiers! Now the whole regiment is in a panic! You can't torture those soldiers like this anymore!"

Xue Yueji, who had been drinking quietly beside him, suddenly spoke:

"You should say that now the whole legion is scolding me, the one who cut down your battle flag, at least you are not scolding much less than others. ”

Hailan yelled at Snow Moon Scar:

"If you know, why do you want to cut down our battle flags! Don't you know how high the battle flags are in the hearts of the soldiers?!"

Xue Yueji's hand strained slightly, and the crystal wine glass in his hand turned into pieces and scattered on the table. Xue Yueji stared coldly at Hailan's eyes, and said coldly:

"As a battle-hardened warrior, I know better than anyone the status of the battle flag in the hearts of the soldiers! In our place, the battle flag is not planted in place, but it is moved deeply with the main general. In other words, the position of the battle flag will definitely not be more than five meters away from the position of the main general! As long as the charge starts on the battlefield, no matter who follows the battle flag and kills the opponent's battle flag at the first time. Our battle flags will not fall easily, and even if a soldier with a battle flag dies in battle, someone will take the battle flag and continue to move forward before the battle flag falls. There is only one possibility that our banner will fall, and that is that the Lord General has died in battle. As the soul and supreme commander of the entire army, the morale and soul of the entire army are pinned on him, and once he dies in battle, it means that the morale will dissipate and the whole battle will end. That's why there's a word there, 'the flag is down'. I can tell you that I don't know how many battle flags have fallen in front of me, but you are still the only one who has watched his battle flag fall before you are dead.

You have changed an elite unit into what it is now for the sake of your own willfulness, and what qualifications do you think you have to accuse others here?! As the supreme commander of this army, seeing your troops change from elite to what they are now, I see how you can face the military spirits who are still wandering the battlefield and defending the land behind them with their lives! Do you think your army is very miserable now? You go to the front line to take a look! Those soldiers there are much more miserable than these 'elites' of yours! Don't think that if you are strong on the battlefield, you will be fine. On the battlefield, whether you are a high-level knight, a high-level swordsman, a high-level mage or a high-level priest, even if you are a master of the Holy Throne, your strength seems to be insignificant in front of thousands of troops! On the battlefield, only by relying on the most exquisite cooperation with your comrades-in-arms and the most reasonable way of killing can you ensure that you walk down alive from the battlefield!

Now you take a look at your army, except for basic training and individual strength that is better than others, you don't have any of the other things that an elite army must have! What you are leading now can only be called a well-trained reserve at most! Pulling you into battle is not even as good as tens of thousands of obedient pigs! All this is caused by your willfulness!

If it weren't for your request for an elite legion, this legion wouldn't be what it is now! I know your emperor is very fond of you, and if you say you want a legion, he can even form a legion for you. But you chose an elite legion, an elite legion forged with the blood and lives of countless warriors! And under your command, you have brought this legion into a fancy, which is not even qualified to fight. What do you think you're bringing with you? Honor guard? As long as you look good, what do you think you're doing on the battlefield? Do you want to be in a beauty pageant with the enemy?"

Hailan felt that the aggressive momentum and cold harshness of the snow moon marks were as unstoppable as a torrent pouring down from a high mountain, and her last bit of courage to refute was overwhelmed. Before Hailan could react from the blow just now, Xue Yueji raised her hand and slapped Hailan out of the table, and flew directly from the door where she came in to the corridor, and after rolling on the ground for a long distance, Hailan who was thrown slowly woke up, the right side of her face was already red and swollen, and the mage robe on her body was also messy because of rolling on the ground. Hailan covered her right cheek, gritted her teeth, and glared at Xue Yuescar, and after a long time, she ran away crying with a look of grievance.

Grand Duke Peron looked at the corner where Hailan disappeared and asked Xue Yueji blankly:

"I said, boy, are you playing too much? No one has dared to hit her since she was a child!"

Grand Duke Perón waited for a long time without waiting for Snow Moon Scar's answer, and when he turned his head to look at Snow Moon Scar, he immediately turned his head back, pretending that he didn't see anything. Yun Na glared at Xue Yueji angrily, obviously angry to the extreme, and was about to reach the critical point of the outbreak, in order to ensure that it would not set fire to the Grand Duke of Peron, he very wisely chose to pretend that he didn't see anything. The same choice as him was the white tiger closest to Yun Na, and now the white tiger had taken advantage of Yun Na's inattention to secretly retreat two or three meters away, it seemed that as long as Yun Na was angry, it would immediately turn around and run, and even the escape route had been chosen.

Xue Yueji glanced at Yun Na lightly and said:

"If you have anything to say, it's easy for you to get angry with yourself now. ”

Yun Na yelled at Snow Moon Scar in the loudest voice:

"How can you just beat a weak girl! Do you know how it will make her very sad!"

Xue Yueji smiled peacefully and said:

"How many elite legions do you think there are in this country for her to play with?"

Yun Na was stunned for a moment and her anger disappeared a lot, but she still yelled at Xue Yueji dissatisfiedly:

"Don't change the subject! Now it's about how you can just hit a girl!"

Xue Yueji reached for the wine bottle on the table, Yun Na grabbed the wine bottle in her hand, and glared at Xue Yueji. Xue Yueji shook her head helplessly and said patiently:

"Do you think I'm changing the subject? These days she's given her legion some basic training subjects that are completely unnecessary. According to her current training method, if I give her 100,000 years, he will not be able to train an elite army. If she is allowed to mess around like this, she and her legion will be completely wiped out of this world in ten days, and I won't even let their souls continue to exist. In contrast, are you willing to let them disappear completely? Or do you want this eldest lady to be taught a little lesson to restore the combat effectiveness of this legion? People make mistakes, some mistakes can be forgiven, and some cannot. The reason why she is like this now is because she thinks that she is inherently superior to others, and no one has ever taken care of her once, allowing him to develop willfully. Man is a very strange animal, if you persuade him with good words, he may not listen to him at all, but if you punch him hard in his loophole, and he will never forget the pain of your punch for the rest of his life, then he will always pay attention to his mistake. I give her a slap in the face now, so that she remembers her shortcomings, so that when she goes to war in the future, this legion she leads will not die by someone else's knife because of her mistakes. Your enemies on the battlefield won't give you a chance to get back on your feet. ”

After finishing speaking, Xue Yueji stretched out her hand to Yun Na, and Yun Na was dissatisfied and stuffed the wine bottle into Xue Yueji's hand and muttered quietly:

"It shouldn't be so heavy! ”

Xue Yueji poured a big sip of wine and said lightly:

"You're right, reminding her that it's only part of the story, and venting about myself is the main thing. If only it was just to remind her that she just had to give her a gentle slap, it didn't have to be so hard. ”

Yun Na's piercing roar instantly spread throughout the entire Grand Duke's Palace:

"Snow Moon Scarf!

After scolding, Yun Na panted and stared at Xue Yueji, who once again showed his endurance beyond ordinary people, and drank leisurely in Yun Na's murderous gaze. Yun Na said angrily:

"Big cat, let's go! Ignore this rotten wood!"

But after saying it for a long time, she didn't wait for Baihu's response. Yun Na turned her head angrily to look at the place where the white tiger last stayed in her memory, but found that the white tiger was no longer there. Yun Na glanced around and didn't find the figure of the white tiger, and finally fixed her gaze on the Grand Duke of Belon, who was still pretending not to see anything. Yun Na cleared her throat, cold sweat ran down the cheeks of Grand Duke Peron, and Grand Duke Peron said with a smile on his face:

"Little Nana, do you see what's going on with me? If there's nothing to do, let's talk, and I'll see if breakfast is ready." I'll go first~~~"

Grand Duke Peron's face became more and more gloomy when he cut down Yun Na, and swallowed back the last word, Yun Na squeezed out two stiff continental lingua franca from between her teeth:

"Big cat, what's that. ”

Grand Duke Peron looked hesitantly and muttered in embarrassment:

"That, that, uh, that"

Although his movements and expressions were very hesitant, Grand Duke Peron still pointed out a window that was still open with his eyes, and needless to say, Yun Na also knew that the white tiger must have escaped from that window. Yun Na tiptoed to the window, stretched out her head and looked to both sides, but did not find the figure of the white tiger. When Yun Na was about to withdraw her head, she inadvertently lowered her head and found the white tiger curled up under the window, its ears tightly attached to its head, and its eyes closed.

Yun Na grabbed the white tiger's ears and shouted at the white tiger's ears:

"Big cat, I called you, didn't you hear me!"

Immediately after that, the white tiger's painful wail and Yun Na's roar filled the entire Grand Duke's Mansion, and the Grand Duke of Belon, who was sitting opposite the Snow Moon Scar, put his hands on his chest and prayed very reverently with a painful face, hoping that it would not be him who would be unlucky after the White Tiger. Xue Yueji drank wine while watching the "farce" performed by Yun Na and the White Tiger, thinking silently.

Having comprehended the realm of "goodness is like water", although he did not enter the Great Dao, he was greatly inspired, and his soul was also baptized, and he was essentially transformed. Now he can freely control the wind within a radius of twenty miles, which is four times greater than before he comprehended the realm of "good as water", and he has also learned a lot of new skills in wind control. The avenue described in the Tao Te Ching is just a drop in the ocean, although it is also broad and profound, but there is no description of the wind. In other words, for Xue Yueji, the Tao Te Ching is a chicken rib in his hand, just like the thousands of different cultivation methods in his mind, but it is a chicken rib that is slightly more useful than other cultivation methods.

Snow Moon Scar knew that unless he could obtain the Wind Origin Dao that had been defined when Chaos first opened, as comprehended by Wu Tianwu, the Wind Ancestor who controlled the wind, he would hover outside the Great Dao almost forever. Without the guidance of his predecessors, and without personally experiencing the scene of the beginning of the Great Dao, if he wants to comprehend the origin of the Great Dao that has evolved for many years since the beginning of chaos, not to mention that it is not for him, even a saint can't do it.

The corners of Xue Yueji's mouth twitched slightly, a trace of tears flashed in her eyes, and she casually put the wine bottle in her hand on the table and silently began to reminisce. After a long time, Xue Yueji suddenly stood up, whistled, got up and walked out, and the white tiger fled from Yun Na's clutches as quickly as if he had been amnesty, and chased after him. Yun Na followed without thinking, although she was a little reluctant, but in more than three months, she had developed the habit of following Xue Yueji at any time.

The Grand Duke of Peron breathed a long sigh of relief, and pondered bitterly how to comfort his delicate granddaughter.