Greenwood Camp, Yazi True Spirit
Crunch, crunch--
The carriage traveled along the streets of Greenwood City, heading straight for the Greenwood Camp, which was located within the city walls to guard against unforeseen circumstances.
As you walk along the road, you will see more and more heavily armored soldiers marching in formation.
"Hiss..."
Little Li sat in the carriage, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Brother Li, are you thinking about how to deal with my army later? Are you nervous?"
Zhong Zhenyue sat with his legs spread wide, hands on his knees, grinning.
A military formation diagram was laid out in front of him.
After all, Brother Li had been preoccupied and looked serious the whole way, so he had to take it seriously as well.
"Well, it's not just because of the military formation."
"Oh? What else could make you so nervous, Brother Li?"
Zhong Zhenyue raised an eyebrow, quite curious.
"You've met Ice... Cold Fairy before."
"Yes, of course."
"She looked at me like that this morning."
Li Mo squinted, lowered his eyes but raised his chin, mimicking Ice Block's expression, capturing about three-tenths of the Divine Charm.
An image showing Ice Block staring at Little Li's version).
"Hiss..."
Zhong Zhenyue leaned back tactically, spilling hot tea all over his crotch.
Based on your experience with women, what do you think is the reason?
"But I have no experience in this area, Brother Li."
"..."
Thinking back to when Zhong Zhenyue was drooling over the enchantress, she didn't even use any mind-controlling martial arts...
Okay.
There's no need to ask him.
This guy's head is probably full of thoughts of 'fighting and having fun,' just like the guys from the Gangdou Sect.
Before long, they arrived at the Greenwood Camp. After waiting for the heavy gate to open, the two dismounted and walked. They could see soldiers carrying out all sorts of drills.
Some of them had only been in the army for a short time, and most of them were at the Blood-Qi Realm, practicing the most basic thrusting techniques.
Some of the peak Blood-Qi Realm were shirtless, fighting in pairs, pouncing on each other like big bears.
Sweat, muscles, a real man's 1v1 battle...
The most elite are the archers, whose minimum skill level is at the Internal Breath Condensing-Qi Realm.
Many of them had faces quite different from those of the Great Yu people, suggesting they were recruited from the Southern Border region.
"How many troops does our Greenwood Camp have? Can you tell me?" Li Mo asked, looking at the endless camp.
"Brother Li, why don't you take a guess?"
"Three hundred thousand?"
Li Mo used to see armies of hundreds of thousands or millions of soldiers on TV, but now that the camp in front of him was so huge, he felt he should be more cautious.
"Haha, it's 80,000."
Zhong Zhenyue walked into the barracks, his aura becoming more imposing. "Three hundred thousand troops, that's more like it for Nanguan City. Nanguan City used to have a true million-strong army."
Li Mo nodded.
He overheard his father talking nonsense when he was drunk, saying that there was no Greenwood City before, and that Southern Pass was the only barrier for Great Yu in the Southern Border.
The Calamity Beast that plagued the area back then were far more ferocious than they are now, and even the Southern Pass was in danger of falling several times.
"By the way, Brother Li asked me to find Lu Yi, but I haven't found him yet. It will take at least two or three days."
"That's already fast. If only every Garrison Army was as disciplined as the Greenwood Camp."
"Even my father is willing but unable to help."
Zhong Zhenyue understood Li Mo's meaning, and after a moment of silence, he said:
"His Majesty doesn't value the Southern Pass as much as before, perhaps he no longer needs it."
Li Mo seemed to understand something, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled:
"This means that fighting in Southern Border won't be so easy anymore, which is a good thing."
"That's right, Brother Li, please." Zhong Zhenyue smiled as well; his personal guards' camp was just ahead.
On the spacious training ground, a group of soldiers, numbering about three or four hundred, clad in heavy armor, were practicing military formations. Each of them exuded a fierce and spirited aura.
Commanding them was a valiant female general, carrying a precious carved bow in one hand and Command Flag in the other.
"The personal guards are all battle-hardened elites, possessing extraordinary killing intent."
Li Mo's heart stirred slightly.
This was somewhat similar to the aura he sensed from the Yazi True Spirit.
"How about I spar with Brother Li before they finish their training?"
Zhong Zhenyue was eager to try.
"Of course it's possible." Li Mo took out the Crimson Firmament Sword.
Having not wielded a sword for a long time, and having spent a night with the Yazi True Spirit, swordsman Xiao Li was itching to use his sword.
The Yazi True Spirit wields swords and enjoys fighting.
After a brief exchange, it became clear that Young Marquis Zhong's skill had indeed improved significantly. Not only had his technique become stronger, but his experience had also become much more seasoned.
Li Mo used Swordsmanship, and Zhong Zhenyue only showed signs of defeat after eighty moves.
A moment later.
The familiar system notification sound reached Little Li's ears.
[Congratulations, host! You have successfully invested in 'Zhong Zhenyue' and helped him pinpoint the weakness in his martial arts.]
[Investment Feedback: Hundred-Man Army Formation (Black Scale Formation)]
Military formation tactics?
Little Li decided he wasn't going to join the army.
I wonder how this military formation compares to the Zhong Family Iron Formation under the Prince of Southern Pacification.
"Given time, once I enter the Inner Scene, I will surely be able to shed the nickname 'Eight-Armed Young Flood Dragon'."
Zhong Zhenyue was covered in sweat, leaning on his spear with a gleam in his eyes.
He lost, but he learned a lot.
"So nicknames can be changed?"
"Of course, what is Brother Li's nickname again?"
"Yes, Dugu Strange Sword!"
Li Mo emphasized this earnestly.
As the two were talking, Li Mo's ears suddenly twitched, but he did not make any move.
Snap--
An arrow landed three inches from his feet, its tail feathers trembling violently.
The female general standing before the reviewing stand spoke:
"The eleventh-ranked prodigy on the Hidden Dragon Ranking couldn't even dodge a single cold arrow? Could it be that your ranking was entirely due to...?"
"A wife who brings good fortune?"
Li Mo: "...?"
Little Li's face turned ashen.
Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?!
Zhong Zhenyue glanced at Brother Li's sleeve and, seeing that he was still holding the hammer, breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a stern face, he scolded him:
"Zhong Ling, how could Brother Li not dodge your arrow? He just didn't want to argue with you. While he still has his sword, hurry up and apologize."
Judging from her age, the female general named Zhong Ling should be Zhong Zhenyue's older sister.
"Snort."
Zhong Ling glared angrily at Zhong Zhenyue, then her gaze returned to Li Mo:
"Didn't you want to challenge my Zhong Family Military Formation? I'll take command. Zhenyue will lead the attack. Hidden Dragon Sky Dragon, do you dare to challenge me?"
That's exactly what I was thinking.
Li Mo sheathed the Crimson Firmament Sword.
He had originally intended to use the killing intent in the army to temper himself and better accommodate the Yazi True Spirit.
Zhong Zhenyue: "!"
Why am I the one who has to be the vanguard?
I didn't say that!
Although Zhong Ling is usually a bit fiery, she's not one to act recklessly. What's wrong with her today?
"By the way, how about we add a wager?"
"Alright, if you lose, you'll serve as a cook for the army's guards for a few days."
Zhong Ling seemed to have planned this all along.
"No problem."
"If you lose, you're never allowed to call me Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul again!"
Li Mo took off his shirt, revealing his cheetah-like upper body.
His powerful muscles were now enveloped in a dark light, exuding an intense, sharp Weapon Intent.
Behind him, a ferocious beastly shadow vaguely appeared.
Yazi!
Zhong Zhenyue: "..."
Is it too late to withdraw from the competition?
I need help urgently.