After the space-based weapon was launched, everyone's hearts were finally able to put it down, after all, the shock brought to us by the previous world-destroying weapon of the Protoss was too great.

And the space-based weapons that have been launched, and all functions are normal, give us great confidence. Judging from the design specifications of space-based weapons, if the Protoss dared to use that powerful weapon again, we would give them a lesson that they will never forget!

And after the space-based weapons are made and launched, we finally have a relatively leisurely day.

According to the plan, the attack on the Shadow Empire will have to wait until a month later, when the newly recruited soldiers in the Chaos Lands have completed their training, and in that time, we will only need to take care of our own affairs.

Because it is relatively leisurely, everyone even has time to take a break after lunch to argue about the naming of space-based weapons or something.

So in this state, handing over the training of newly recruited human soldiers to his men, West, who dangles around me every day, comes up with a damn idea.

"Since everyone is so idle, why don't you go to the military academy to make up for it." That's what West said.

The previous battle seemed to make West a little desperate for our brainless leaders who don't understand strategy and tactics and can only use strong weapons to attack. After the establishment of the Senior Officer Training College of the Military Academy, after the classes could not be opened due to a temporary lack of students, West hit us with the idea.

So with the secret assistance of the elven queen and the dwarf king, the helpless Lyala, the indifferent Wacker and the bored me were all sent to the military academy. Listen to a lecture by Vest, an honorary tutor.

"Now, let's imagine the battlefield first." Vest pointed to the sand table on the table with his whip and explained to us. "If we are here, we encounter the opposing cavalry head-on, and the opponent has 5,000 cavalry, and we only have 2,000 infantry, how can we defeat them?"

"It's only 5,000 people, and the 2,000 sisters died in five salvos." Liara rolled her eyes.

"It's only five thousand iron cans, and we dwarves can fight three of them each!" Wacker shook his fist.

"Let these two thousand men prepare lunch for me. Then I came back and enjoyed a picnic after clearing the field alone. After West's speechless gaze turned to me. I shrugged my shoulders and said.

Vest looked up at the ceiling, speechless and teary-eyed.

"It's because of you weird people that I was so miserable last time I fought!" Vest clutched at his blonde hair in a headache.

"I say, have you fallen into some misunderstanding?" I crossed my waist and looked at West. "We need to be trained in such a systematic way. Does this help us in any way? ”

"Because you guys don't listen to orders. The Lands of Chaos tactics were temporarily changed twenty-six times. Twenty-six times! West exclaimed frantically.

"But did we lose? We didn't, did we?! I tapped West on the shoulder. While pre-battle tactical preparation is important, so is the need to respond to emergencies on the battlefield. If you do it exactly according to the tactics before the war, wouldn't we be miserable if your tactical predictions were wrong? ”

"Actually. You need to be able to predict all the possible tricks of the enemy, provide solutions, and maximize our strength. "I spoke earnestly to Vest." The rest depends on everyone's joint efforts. If you carry everything alone, you can't afford it. ”

"It sounds right, but why do I think this is like your preparation for skipping class?" West said suspiciously.

Damn, this little white face doesn't have bad intuition!

After thinking about it for a while, West decided to follow my advice and gave us a few books on military materials for us to study on our own, and this tactical training could be regarded as a temporary spare.

Because we are applying for senior officer training, we don't have to train on the playground like those junior officers and ordinary soldiers. But excluding some professional training, which bastard arranged this poetry course?!

"Ahem, I actually proposed to add the poetry course." Under the unkind eyes of the three of us, West decisively confessed to prevent us from taking the opportunity to beat him.

Although I have already decided, just throw this bastard into the spy team and learn counter-confession training.

The so-called counter-confession course is that people on the side torture you in various ways to get the information they want from you, while the trained guys have to try to endure all coercion and temptation not to hand over the information they know about the way to the road.

Because the training process is extremely cruel, it is unanimously recognized by the cadets of the military academy as the most inhumane course.

Well, it's me who proposes, and in addition to training, it's also used to clean up some guys who don't have long eyes, ahem.

"Then, as the initiator, you'd better tell me a reason for learning poetry." I clenched my fist and said. "Otherwise, in order to save money, the cost of ordinary injury treatment has not been reimbursed by the military academy recently, you know."

"As a high-ranking officer, eh, you should all be future commanders, if you train to be a barbarian who can only fight and kill, it is not enough, you also need to have enough aristocratic temperament." When Liara was impatient, I kept sneering, and Wacker took out his axe and began to polish it, West rushed to say, "Poetry not only cultivates one's own sentiments, but also makes people feel uneasy." As the supreme commander, if you can't show that you have the chance to win, what will your subordinates and your soldiers think? ”

"Okay, I'll let you go for now!" Wacker slammed his polished axe against the table, reflecting a glittering cold light. "Let's talk about poetry first!"

"The so-called poetry is a literary form that reciting one's own feelings and one's own mind according to a certain rhythm and expressing it to the other party." West clutched his chest and said with a touched look.

After listening to this, Wacker took out the super-concentrated fruit wine I had given him earlier, poured it down in one gulp, and poured it on the ground.

Fuck me, this bastard dares to escape!

Just when I was despised and Liara was speechless, West ignored the bastard on the ground and turned his head to look at us: "Two beautiful young ladies must know what poetry is, so let's try the basics first, such as using poetry to express our love." ”

Still, why do I always feel like I'm being calculated, is it an illusion?

"It seems that Miss Qin Xin seems to have her own feelings, why don't you try it first?" West looked at me with a smile: "The subject matter is limited to love." ”

Unconscious Wacker on the ground?

Forget it, don't disgust me.

Smiling in front of him, he seems to be expecting something?

I'm afraid I'll be overjoyed by the Berenak stabbing him in the middle.

Then only remains

"Qin Xin, what are you going to do?" As my hands pressed on Liala's shoulders, Liara looked at me with a red face, a little nervous, and a little expectant.

In my perception, I also perceived that Alice was watching me.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you too much, my little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life,"

Looking at Liara's shy little face in front of me, those memorable songs in my heart were sung by me unconsciously.

The magic power on my body also vibrated with the rhythm of my singing, and after the fox clan was learned by me, the music skills at the bottom of the box were naturally activated, flashing all kinds of auras around me.

Liarra, who was held down by my shoulder, seemed to have been suddenly attacked by spiritual magic, and her eyes rolled and she fell directly into my arms.

Wacker, who was already drunk under him, began to foam at the mouth, covered his ears and trembled, and then stopped moving.

In perception, Alice's concerned gaze also disappeared, but why did Burenark's attributes turn red? The attributes are also missing by one-third, what kind of trouble?!

"Miss Qin Xin, I beg you, stop singing." West lay on the table, looking at me in pain.

"Didn't you say you wanted to sing your feelings, your heart?" Feeling the soft delicate body in my arms, I asked West unpleasantly. "Am I mistaken?"

"You're right, you're right. I'll give you full marks for this lesson, I can't teach you, please let me go! West looked at me pitifully.

"Cut, neurotic." With a twitch of the corners of my mouth, I carried Liara out of the classroom

"I'm such an idiot." Holding his head, West leaned on the table and muttered. (To be continued......)