Zhu Cijiao was awarded the crown prince, he was very surprised, although he made meritorious contributions in protecting his father and the emperor, but it was all a matter of using his brains and playing with his mouth, and there was no real gun and sword to help his father do a battle, and it was inevitable that some ministers in the court were unconvinced.

For this reason, Zhu Cijiao decided to train a special "death squad" in the deep mountains and old forests, help his father kill a group of Qing soldiers at a critical time, fulfill the prince's escort responsibility, and let the ministers who can only say that they can't do it.

On that day, the sky was beautiful, the sun was warm but not strong, Zhu Cijiao was hunting in the mountains, and accidentally saw a shocking scene of life and death.

A bison grazes in the grass with a few blooming wild chrysanthemums, the flowers are shining golden, and two thumb-sized wild bees are picking flowers on the petals.

Originally, the bison grazing had nothing to do with the wild bees picking flowers, but in order to eat the tender grass under the wild chrysanthemums, the bison violently used their horns to go back and forth a few times, and the wild chrysanthemums fell to the ground one by one.

This angered the wild bees, "buzz, buzz, buzz" The wild bees made a few terrifying sounds, and then flew up, one wild bee stung on the neck of the bison, and the other on the back of the cow.

The bison jumped to his feet, shaking his head and waging his tail, but after two jumps he fell to the ground, and after a few struggles he died.

The two wild bees flew seven or eight meters, also fell to the ground, and also died.

This is the end of life and death, and there is also a life-and-death struggle in the animal kingdom, and the huge bison would never have imagined that they would be killed by a small wild bee.

Zhu Cijiao sighed at the tragedy of the wild bees dying, and invisibly gave birth to a kind of admiration for warriors, he picked up the wild bees that fell in the grass and looked at them.

This is a common poisonous bee in the mountains, big, poisonous, sting animals, and the animals will die together, Zhu Cijiao named this kind of bee "dead bee".

Zhu Cijiao dug a pit on the small mountain fort, buried the two wild bees that died tragically, held the loess in both hands, and cultivated a mound.

Afterwards, he stood in front of the bee and folded his hands for three minutes in silence, which was a sign of respect and mourning for the two strong men.

Ever since Zhu Cijiao picked up the wild bee from the grass, there were wild bees of the same kind of dead wild bees surrounding him, making a buzzing and mournful sound, and he has been accompanying him to bury the dead bees.

And there were more and more wild bees, and the buzzing sound was getting louder and louder, but when Zhu Ci mourned in silence, the buzzing suddenly stopped.

Zhu Cijiao raised his head slightly, only to see thousands of wild bees crawling quietly on the branches and in the grass......

"Do you have a relationship with this group of poisonous bees? It would be great if I could use it for me and become my own death squad! Zhu Cijiao had a whim in his heart.

This is impossible, they are just ordinary poisonous bees, how can they have spirituality? Zhu Ciyi's whimsical idea was quickly denied by him.

When Zhu Cijiao got up to leave, the poisonous bees all over the mountain suddenly flew up, circled around him, and made a buzzing sound again.

What made Zhu Ciyi strange was that not only did not one of them sting him, but also behaved so friendly, it felt like he was reluctant.

Zhu Cijiao concluded that this poisonous bee had spirituality, and formed an indissoluble bond with him, and he could actually hear the joy, anger and sorrow of the poisonous bee from the sound of the bee.

At this time, the buzzer whispered, there was a faint sadness, Zhu Cijiao imitated the sound of the poisonous bee with a whistle, and blew softly for a while, blowing and blowing, and he became sad.

At this time, the wild bees surrounding him gradually gave way to a way, and Zhu Cijiao slowly walked down the hill, followed by the swarm of bees, until they sent him to the hut, and then they flew away.

These days, Zhu Cijiao especially misses the two dead poisonous bees, and when he goes hunting, he always has to sit on that small hill fort for a while, and sit quietly for a while.

And not long after he sat down, poisonous bees flew in from all directions, circling around him.

Zhu Cijiao whistled, sometimes hurried and sometimes slow, sometimes high and sometimes low, and the swarm of bees followed his rhythm, as if dancing, flying wildly when hurrying, and dancing lightly when slow, as if obeying his call.

Zhu Ci was established as the crown prince, the prince of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and it was his mission and duty to protect his father.

This group of poisonous bees is his team, and now that his father's enemy is current, the Qing army may break through Guilin at any time, and he must step up his training to train him to become a "death squad" for his father's life.

Although the poisonous bee is very aggressive, and its poison can poison people and huge animals, it is not a human after all, but it is still quite difficult to train it to obey commands and sting enemies to death.

However, Zhu Ciyi is still confident, because he already has a certain amount of language communication with poisonous bees, as long as he trains them to know how to "call bees" and "attack".

Through contact with poisonous bees these days, poisonous bees can already understand his whistling, and as long as Zhu Cijiao whistles, poisonous bees will fly towards his place.

Usually poisonous bees are scattered in the world, and some are even tens or hundreds of kilometers away, what Zhu Cijiao has to train is how to call for poisonous bees to pass on ten, ten to hundred, the most and the fastest?

Zhu Cijiao found that the priority of the whistle affected the mood of the poisonous bee, and he decided to try what kind of "bee calling" effect the priority of the whistle would have.

He climbed to the hill where two bees were buried, and after a while he whistled softly, and then the poisonous bees flew slowly, first three or five, then more than ten, and then occasionally one or two.

Zhu Cijiao understood that a gentle whistle could only summon nearby poisonous bees, but not distant poisonous bees, and the softer the whistle, the fewer poisonous bees would be called.

In order to deepen the relationship with the poisonous bees, Zhu Cijiao grabbed a few handfuls of the prepared white sugar and sprinkled them on the leaf tree, and the summoned poisonous bees ate the white sugar and gradually dispersed.

Zhu Cijiao whistled again, his voice gradually changed from soft to rapid, and he found that with the change of sound, there were more and more poisonous bees, and the more rapid the sound, the faster the poisonous bees gathered.

Can bees be summoned by "calling bees" in other places? The question flashed in his mind again, in order to verify this "bee calling" method, Zhu Cijiao went to the side of the mountain for dozens of miles to try.

As soon as he whistled, the poisonous bees flew one after another, and he blew rapidly, and the poisonous bees came from all directions quickly, and the sound was like thunder running through the sky.

Seeing the poisonous bees coming towards the king, Zhu Cijiao pointed ahead and shouted loudly: "Kill!" At this time, unexpectedly, the swarm of bees actually flew away in the direction he pointed, and if there was an enemy in front of him, he would definitely be stung by the swarm countless times.

"The poisonous bees actually obey my command! This is a huge death squad! For Zhu Cijiao, it was an unexpected joy.

In order to reward the "death squad" trained by himself, Zhu Cijiao sprinkled more than ten catties of sugar on the leaves, and the bees hummed light music, ate a full meal, and then dispersed one after another.

"Ding" Zhu Cijiao was watching the poisonous bee flapping its wings and flying towards the vast mountains, when the sweet voice of the system elf came.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 3 points for the basic points of the Magical Book of War, and the basic points of the host's Book of Magical Weapons have reached 8 points."

Wow! Give three points at a time! It's only two points away from awakening the system's magical soldier book! The system is also amazing!

Zhu Cijiao was lying on the hillside, looking up at the blue sky, and he was in a very comfortable mood.