Chapter 240
Wei Yuanzhou's success came only two days later than Zheng Kai's.
As the only two remaining commanders of the Guangping Army, Wei Yuanzhou and Zheng Kai have a good relationship.
But after learning that Zheng Kai had activated the military soul phantom, he felt jealous.
Why is it that we are all commanders, but you can inspire the military spirit but I can't?
I don’t know if it was because of Zheng Kai’s inspiration, but Wei Yuanzhou practiced hard for two days and actually created the shadow of a white wolf.
As soon as the shadow appeared, Wei Yuanzhou became proud and wanted to pry open Zheng Kai's eyes to let him take a closer look. I am also a man with a military spirit!
Zheng Kai: ...Virtue!
As if no one has it!
he tui!
Both deputy generals successfully activated the phantom of the military soul. As long as they continue, they will be able to condense the real military soul sooner or later.
On the contrary, Cheng Hui, the military leader, obviously trained hard with everyone every day and cooperated very well, but for some reason, he was never able to activate the military spirit and not even a shadow of it was seen.
Cheng Hui was also worried about what would happen if he failed to inspire the military spirit, but he didn't expect that those soldiers had more confidence in him than he did.
What? The military leader can't inspire the military spirit?
It doesn't exist!
The military leader is so powerful that under his training, even generals Zheng and Wei have inspired their military spirit. How could the military leader himself not inspire it?
I heard that the more powerful a military spirit is, the harder it is to unleash it. The Military Lord doesn't have a military spirit yet, so that must mean we're not cooperating enough. Go for it! For the Military Lord!
So, a group of shirtless strong men ran off to do extra training, leaving Cheng Hui with a face that was both funny and sad.
In the past two months, Cheng Hui has put a lot of effort into training the Guangping Army. He almost racked his brains to combine the modern military concepts in his mind with local training.
I wouldn't dare say that I can train a group of soldiers that are comparable to the Chinese army, but at least they can beat other teams of this era.
Soldiers are also human beings, and they know very well who is good to them.
When Gao Han was in charge, military discipline was lax and daily training was lax. The soldiers had an easier time than they do now, but they couldn't even save a hair on their hands.
On the contrary, now, we are exhausted every day, but we eat well. I dare not say that we have the best fish and meat, but we have enough food to fill our stomachs, and we can have some oily food every now and then. This is already a very good life for soldiers.
What’s more important is that Cheng Hui is really generous with money. Every soldier’s salary is paid in full. Soldiers also have to support their families. They joined the Guangping Army to make a living, so Cheng Hui, who can provide them with food and clothing, became an idol in the eyes of everyone.
He was even willing to train with them, and if he failed to inspire the military spirit, he would not blame the soldiers for not working hard, but instead blame himself.
A military leader like this is truly rare. If they encounter such a one before entering the bloody battlefield, their ancestors must be extremely sad!
Cheng Hui didn't know that some soldiers actually went to their ancestors' graves secretly during their leave, praying for their ancestors' blessings, asking them not to replace such a good military leader, and hoping that the military leader could bring them back alive!
As the two-month period was about to expire, Cheng Hui also received a notice from the old Marquis of Guangping.
This time, a total of three armies were mobilized from the Fengyu Kingdom, namely the Guangping Army under the command of Marquis Guangping, the Yanfeng Army under the command of the Second Prince, and the Death Squad under the command of Prince Zhennan.
Among these three armies, on the surface, the Death Battalion is the strongest, followed by the Flame Phoenix Army, and the Guangping Army is the weakest.
But in fact, the Guangping Army under Cheng Hui has already surpassed the Yanfeng Army and can be compared with the Death Squad.
The King of Zhennan's Death Squad is a very special team, a one-time product specially prepared for bloody battles on the battlefield.
The members of the team were all extremely vicious criminals, and the conditions given to them by the King of Zhennan were very simple: to go to the bloody battlefield, and as long as they could obtain third-level military merit, they would be exempted from the death penalty if they survived, and their families would be taken care of if they died.
There are prison camps like this in many countries. In order to survive, these people are the most courageous group of people on the battlefield.
The old marquis informed Cheng Hui that the army would set out the next day, and their three armies would gather outside the city. The person responsible for leading them to the battlefield was a soldier of the Red Blood Army from the Dayong Kingdom.
The Red Blood Army is a special force. They are composed of a group of people who have a blood feud with the extraterritorial demons and can only be joined voluntarily.
Anyone who joins the Red Blood Army is equivalent to giving up everything in the secular world, including name, wealth, status... Their only purpose in joining the Red Blood Army is to avenge their loved ones.
Therefore, they hate deserters on the bloody battlefield the most. If anyone wants to escape on the road, the soldiers of the Red Blood Army will be their executioners.
No one can escape the bloody battlefield, this is an iron rule!
Today, Cheng Hui did not let the soldiers continue with the devilish training, but let them have a good rest for a day.
During the shift breaks a few days ago, everyone had said goodbye to their families, explained everything they needed to, and cried as much as they needed to. Now these soldiers were able to face the bloody battle on the battlefield calmly.
It's still a war, and even if it's not a bloody battle, there's still a possibility of dying in battle. Since they chose to be soldiers and make a living, they should have anticipated such an outcome.
Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Cheng Hui ordered the army to set out.
The army marched in silence and soon arrived at the agreed location.
Cheng Hui's camp was the closest and was the first to arrive. He saw from afar a man in a black robe standing in a pavilion on the side of the road. He was tall and slender, with the Red Blood Army's iconic blood-red mask on his face.
The number 8,752 was written in black on the bloody face, which also represented that this soldier was the 8,752nd member of the Red Blood Army.
When Cheng Hui saw 8752, he reined in his horse and raised his hand.
The army behind him suddenly stopped and marched in unison as if they were one person.
After receiving the notice from the old marquis, Cheng Hui inquired about some information about the Red Blood Army. He had respect for these warriors who gave up everything and threw themselves into the bloody battlefield.
He dismounted and walked to the front of the pavilion, clasping his fists and saying, "I am Cheng Ziyun, commander of the Guangping Army."
Eighty-seven-five-two looked at him in surprise and said in a hoarse voice, "Your soldiers look pretty good."
Cheng Hui couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. His hard work was recognized, so he was naturally in a good mood.
"I hope you can maintain this momentum on the battlefield," 8752 said calmly. "Don't act so majestically during normal times and then become a weakling on the battlefield."
Zheng Kai and Wei Yuanzhou immediately looked displeased: What does this person mean?
Cheng Hui smiled slightly: "Thank you for your concern. I believe my soldiers will not let me down."
8752 glanced at Cheng Hui through the mask, then turned away: "That's better."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Cheng Hui, his eyes were empty, staring into the distance in a daze.
Not long after, the Death Squad of the Prince of Zhennan's Palace arrived. This Death Squad consisted of 3,000 people, and the team was very disorganized with no formation at all.
These people were wearing gray-white robes. There were both men and women in the team. Everyone had a rebellious expression and their aura was quite strong. It was obvious that they were the kind of team where each soldier was very outstanding, but there was no coordination at all.
Their captain was a middle-aged man with a serious expression. There was a gleam of meaning in his eyes and a murderous aura emanating from him. In Yi Yan's eyes, he looked like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.
Cheng Hui took a look at the man and felt that his temperament was out of tune with the entire team and was a bit strange.
After seeing 8752, the middle-aged man took the initiative to dismount and greet him, and seemed to respect this Red Blood Army soldier.
Baqiwuer nodded at him silently, and the middle-aged man stood aside silently.
Cheng Hui looked at the middle-aged man curiously. When the other party looked at him, Cheng Hui smiled at him.
The man was stunned and it took him a while to react. He also nodded at Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui wanted to chat with them, but the Red Blood Army soldier had no intention of letting them get to know each other. He couldn't find any topic to talk about for a while and could only remain silent.
He glanced at his own team, then at the messy death squad, and a sense of pride arose in his heart... As expected, happiness is achieved through comparison. Compared with those bandits, even the troublemakers in his own team became handsome.
Those stubborn people who were once persuaded by Cheng Hui (Physics) because they were unwilling to accept the truth: ...???
The Death Squad was noisy and had no discipline at all. Some people even pointed at the pavilion where Cheng Hui and his team were resting.
Cheng Hui: ...
Logically speaking, what use would such a team be on the battlefield?
Oh, right... this is a world of martial arts, and these bandits might be even more powerful than Zheng Kai and Wei Yuanzhou if they just stretch out their hands... That's okay then.
Cheng Hui glanced at the middle-aged man. He just stood there quietly with no expression on his face, like a statue, completely unconcerned with the noise of those people.
On the official road in the distance, the second prince and his Flame Phoenix Army arrived late.
When Cheng Hui saw the Second Prince's troops, he understood why he had targeted his Guangping Army.
The Second Prince’s Flame Phoenix Army is actually a cavalry!
As we all know... cavalry can only maximize its role in field battles.
This means that the second prince, who leads this cavalry unit, cannot defend the city and must go out of the city to fight in the field.
In the overall struggle with the extraterritorial demons, the countries on the continent have always maintained a defensive position. The reason they have been able to hold on until now is that there is only one entrance to the extraterritorial demons, and there is a valley surrounded by high mountains on all sides, with only one exit to leave.
Today, the only exit has been built into an impenetrable pass, and the countries on the continent have stationed soldiers in the pass, taking turns on duty. A small-scale battlefield breaks out almost every day, and a large-scale war breaks out every three to five days.
The extraterritorial demons are a completely different race from humans. They are extremely numerous, brutal, and clearly divided into classes. There is no fraternity between the demons of different races. After each battle, they will drive a large number of cannon fodder races to attack the city walls.
Cavalry units usually went out of the city to fight in the field at this time, using their speed to kill large numbers of cannon fodder. This kind of work was highly meritorious, but also dangerous. If one was not careful, they could be killed outside the city by the subsequent demons.
Although they also had to face the impact of the demon tide on the city walls, the casualty rate of the infantry was obviously lower than that of the field troops.
The second prince did not need to win military merits for himself. He entered the battlefield completely out of helplessness. For him, commanding the cavalry to attack the demons was simply a suicide act, so he urgently hoped to incorporate the Guangping Army, because the Guangping Army was infantry, and infantry rarely went out of the city to fight in the field, they only needed to defend the city walls.
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