Ling Feng nodded, the curriculum of the Heavenly Rank Academy also included some explanations on military tests, and Ling Feng was not too unfamiliar with this term.

But this guy has been skipping classes all year round, and his understanding of these is just a little bit of the surface.

With Li Bufan's explanation, everyone understood.

Fourth-level alert, the enemy army has a king-level powerhouse, and there are more than 10,000 of them.

Five-level alert, the enemy army appears at the peak king level, and the number exceeds 50,000!

Until the eighth level of alert, the opponent appeared at the emperor level, at this time, the whole army was under martial law, and the intensity was at least ten times higher than the current alert!

And at the ninth level of alert, the other party has more than ten emperors, or more than 30 million soldiers and horses are mobilized. This kind of war really belongs to the level of national war, and once it starts, it will basically be every ten, eight, or even decades, and it will not be able to stop at all.

In the end, either the country will succeed or the country will be ruined, but in any case, the entire empire will definitely be greatly damaged.

"As far as I know, the fourth level of alert, in the past ten years, has been a relatively high level of alert. Li Bufan said slowly.

"In this way, the Northern Demon Clan is no longer simply harassing, but an organized and purposeful attack, but, what is their purpose?"

Ling Feng frowned, puzzled.

Faintly, a thought flashed through Ling Feng's mind, that Jiang Biyi was from the Holy Land, she and Ye Xingnan rushed to Luohe City so cautiously, their mission, could it be that there was something to do with this invasion of the Northern Demon Clan?

Shaking his head, Ling Feng felt that this idea was really a bit absurd, just with Jiang Biyi's little ability, although his identity was extraordinary, he was not able to provoke a behemoth like the Northern Demon Clan.

All in all, the purpose of his trip is to enter Gutalin, and it is not his turn to worry about anything else.

An hour passed......

Two hours passed......

Fortunately, Ling Feng and the others are not unbearable people, if they were those guys like Ye Nanfeng, I am afraid that they would not be able to help but complain.

And Ling Feng and the others, just sitting cross-legged, cultivating silently, were about to face the powerful Royal Sword Team, and any cultivation time that could be used could not be wasted.

It wasn't until dusk that Fang Wentong went and returned, accompanied by a middle-aged man with a lupine scarf.

This person was holding a feather fan and a goatee, and he saluted Ling Feng respectfully, "In Xia Jia Wenhe, he is a strategist in the army, see General Weiyuan." The Grand Governor had already prepared wine and food in the tent to wash the dust for the general and several young geniuses. ”

"Then there is the Lauja Army. ”

Ling Feng nodded, glanced at Li Bufan and the others, and then followed Jia Wenhe and Fang Wentong to the Shuai tent together, and met the governor of the three armies who had already been "thunderous"!

......

Optimus Fortress, inside the tent.

"Metropolitan Governor, at this moment, the Northern Demon Clan is frequently attacking, and you have also taken the precious time to pay attention to what a stinky hairy boy can do?

A burly middle-aged man frowned and grinned.

This person's name is Wu Kui, a king-level powerhouse, a body of cultivation, up to the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, his strength is not bad, and his combat achievements are impressive.

"Wu Kui, the Metropolitan Governor acts, he has his own plans, this kid named Ling Feng, last time he assisted Gongming to exterminate the rebellion of the Blood God Sect, in less than half a month, to resolve the scourge of the Blood Spirit Corpse. This son has its own merits. ”

Another beautiful bearded man dressed as a Confucian stroked his long beard and smiled faintly.

"Hmph, it's just a hairy boy who has not dried up, to please Your Majesty, and casually reward this person to become a general, in my opinion, he is just a whisker and a horse, how much ability can he have, when he exterminated the Blood God Sect, he only made a little bit of merit, and the Metropolitan Governor actually gave three hundred military honors directly, hey......"

That Wu Kui was dark-skinned and looked unconvinced.

These soldiers worked hard in the frontier and made great contributions, and it was not easy to earn 300 honors.

Even he, Wu Kui, has only saved more than 90 points so far, and he has not yet been able to enter the ancient tower and comprehend the Three Thousand Great Avenues.

"Yes, Grand Duke, I'm afraid you're looking too highly of that kid this time. ”

Soon, in the tent, there were many generals who agreed with Wu Kui, which of these people is not experienced in a hundred battles, and they have a pride in their bones, and they will not be convinced by anyone easily, not to mention that they are still a "little hairy child" who has never fought a war.

He has never fought a war and became a general, which is already unconvincing, and he actually has 300 military honors, which makes people envious, jealous and hateful.

As the saying goes, jealousy distorts people!

"General Ben strongly suggests that the Metropolitan Governor should take back the three hundred honors and reward him with one or two treasures at will. If you really want to go into battle to kill the enemy, I'm afraid that this mighty general will rush back to the old lady's arms to drink milk!"

Wu Kui continued.

"Hahaha!"

The generals in the big tent all laughed, although Wu Kui's words were a little rough, they were not rough.

A little kid who hasn't been on the battlefield, what kind of Weiyuan general, I'm afraid that the sword will pee his pants before he pulls it out.

"You guys, is this a decision to question the governor of Pontus?"

On the marshal's throne, an old man with crane hair frowned slightly, looked at the generals in the army, and said coldly.

This crane-haired old man was none other than the Governor of the Three Armies, Han Li.

I saw that he was wearing a black armor and a gilded heavenly king's helmet, with a majestic expression and no anger and self-authority.

"Chewing the root of the tongue behind the back of others, and chewing the root of a young man's tongue, don't you generals, commanders, feel ashamed one by one?"

Han Li snorted coldly, and everyone was immediately silent.

"What is the vocation of a soldier?"

Han Li slowly opened his eyes, those eyes seemed cloudy, but they had a kind of intimidating power that captured people's hearts.

His gaze was like a knife, sweeping over every sergeant in the big tent, and said lightly: "As soldiers of the empire, our first priority is to obey!

"Don't dare!" the soldiers looked defeated and hung their heads.

"Who of you will not accept the three hundred honors that the Governor himself has ordered to be rewarded?"

"Don't dare!"

Wu Kui, who was the most fiercely shouting, clenched his fists, and under the deterrence of the Grand Duke, he didn't even dare to let out one more fart.

"Since you don't dare to disagree, where did you complain so much!"

Han Li glared at Wu Kui and said in a cold voice, "In the future, this governor doesn't want to hear similar remarks, understand?"

"Yes, but ......" Wu Kui took a deep breath, his face was unwilling, and he wanted to say something.

"Enough. ”

Han Li raised his hand slightly, slowly stood up from the throne, squinted his eyes and looked out of the big tent, his eyes flashing with essence, "Whether this son is really extraordinary or not, this governor will know as soon as he tries it." ”

(End of chapter)