(Girls' Literature) "I'll tell you the truth, I won't make any reservations, I will teach you what I should teach, but how much you can understand and how much you can learn, it doesn't matter to me!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Mingqing continued: "Also, it will be eliminated after a month, don't make any excuses!" ”

"Yes!"

Wang Chen replied loudly and said, "Since the chief has said so, I am naturally relieved." ”

"Let's go to the classroom and read the books by myself, it's still the third bookshelf, I've already put all the books on tactical theory on it! Give you four days, three days to read, and one day to sort out your thoughts and consolidate them! Come to me four days later, and I'll accompany you in a more complex hypothetical war. Yuan Mingqing said.

"Yes!" Wang Chen gave a military salute and responded.

Wars are diverse, especially modern wars, which are different from previous wars and have different scales.

There are hundreds of ways to fight a war, and no one knows which style of play is suitable for war, because only at the beginning of the war will the commander know which tactics to use against the enemy!

However, as an all-round commander's training content, he must completely master the fighting methods and tactics of various wars, and he must be extremely skillful in using them, so that he can be improvisable and strategize in war!

Time passed day by day, and on the fifth day, Wang Chen came to the classroom and engaged in various imaginary wars with the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.

For each hypothetical national war, Yuan Ming and Qing taught Wang Chen no less than hundreds of ways to fight, and in the next twenty-five days, in addition to sleeping, eating and convenience, Wang Chen and Yuan Ming and Qing were almost busy in the classroom.

And just like that, the time of January passed in the blink of an eye!

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Wang Chen had spent forty days in Longyan Hall, and he felt that time passed quickly, and he was immersed in busyness every day, and his days were also very fulfilling.

But the world does not become stable because of the stability of one place, for example, the South African war zone, the war of infighting in the temple of God, is being staged fiercely!

Twenty-three days ago, on the front line of a battlefield in the South African theater of operations.

"Your Highness, you can't go any further, the country ahead is already under the control of the rebels, and there are ambushes of the rebels all around." A middle-aged man with a color rank followed behind Rose.

Rose wears a golden Rose Medal on her chest, and a golden trench coat, and on the back of the trench coat is embroidered a golden rose, which is embroidered with gold wire, which sets off her more noble and graceful.

"How's the battle going these days?" Rose asked at the middle-aged man with the color grade.

"The strength of the rebels is beyond our imagination, and the rebels have prepared a lot before the rebellion, many countries that we don't know are actually controlled by them, and as soon as this war broke out, we were caught off guard, and our army suffered heavy casualties." The colored middle-aged man reported.

The Temple of God calls the Golden Member forces who want to seize the position of the Lord of the Temple rebels, and of course, these so-called rebels also call the Temple of God rebels.

As for which is the rebel, it depends on who wins the battle! It doesn't matter who wins in the end, the winning side ...... It's not a rebel! After all, history is written by the victors.

"In terms of the overall strength of the two sides, which one is stronger and which is weaker?" Rose continued, her eyes were cold, and she was like a rose on top of an iceberg.

"It's enough to compete with us, and the overall strength comparison is a five-to-five ratio! Although many advanced weapons and potions are mostly in our hands, they also have them, and they know the weaknesses of these things! So in this regard, we also do not have an advantage. The middle-aged man with the color grade reported.

"I see." Rose nodded and took a deep breath, judging by the expression on her face, she was not relaxed.

"Your Highness, there is one more thing...... The subordinates don't know whether to say it or not. The middle-aged man with the color level wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say, it's all like this, what else can't you say?" Rose raised her eyebrows and shouted.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man with the color rank replied and said, "The current situation, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, you also know that the South African theater of operations is divided into two, with our army in the south and rebels in the north!" In addition to the rebels who set themselves up in the north, also known as the Temple of God, they also set up a Son, who was the son of the leader of the rebels......"

"Holy Son?" When Rose heard this, she laughed angrily and said, "When did a holy son come out?" Is there such a thing as a Son in the organization? ”

"No, but they also said that they would capture your Highness alive and then ...... Then ...... "The middle-aged man with the color grade did not dare to continue."

"And then what?" Rose's eyes froze.

"Then let you intermarry with the Son, thus completing the unity of the house of God! Also, the rebels say that you are an Oriental, a despicable bloodline of the East...... It is not orthodox, it must be combined with the Holy Son, and the orthodox saint will appear. The middle-aged man with the gold rank said softly.

"Those bastards are boring enough, too." Rose snorted coldly and asked the golden-level middle-aged man, "How is the discussion going on in Purgatory?" ”

"The person who went to purgatory hasn't come back yet, and he's discussing, and we'll have to wait for him to come back to know the outcome." The middle-aged man with the gold rank said.

In addition to Purgatory, the second, third, fourth, and fifth mercenary groups all fell to the rebels, which was very unfavorable to the Temple of God, so the Temple of God extended an olive branch to Purgatory, and the olive branch was only based on cooperative relations.

The war against the Middle East theater was not agreed to by the lord of the temple of God, but by the leader of the rebel army, who had always advocated that he should stay in South Africa and not ask about external affairs.

Of course, the hatred between the hall master and Purgatory is also very great, because they also have a share in what happened twenty years ago.

"Do you think Purgatory will agree to cooperate?" Rose asked the golden-level youth behind her.

"It should be, in the past ten years, it has been the main forces of SX and BJ and the rebels who have fought with them, and they should also want to eliminate these two mercenary groups, right? Temporary cooperation, there is only good for them, no harm. The gold-level youth said.

"I hope you guessed right." Rose didn't say much, only said this.

"Report!" At this moment, a member of the Black Order ran over.

"Say." Rose shouted.

"The cooperation talks on the purgatory side collapsed, and they let our people back, saying...... If the sun comes out of the west, they will think about working with us. The Black Class member reported truthfully.