Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Ling Feng nodded. The courses at Tianwei Academy also included some explanations on military strategies. Ling Feng was not too unfamiliar with this term.

However, this guy has been skipping classes all year round, and he only has a superficial understanding of these things.

Following Li Bufan's explanation, everyone understood.

At the fourth level of alert, king-level warriors appeared in the enemy army, and their number exceeded 10,000.

Level five alert, the enemy army appears at the peak king level, and the number exceeds 50,000!

Until the eighth level of alert, the opponent appears at the imperial level. At this time, the entire army is under martial law. Compared with the current alert, the intensity is at least ten times greater!

At the ninth level of alert, more than ten emperors appear on the other side, or more than 30 million troops are mobilized. This kind of war really belongs to the level of national war. Once a fight starts, it basically lasts every ten, eight or even decades, and there is no way to stop it.

The final result is either to succeed in defending or to destroy the country and the family, but no matter what, the entire empire will definitely be severely damaged.

"As far as I know, level four alert has been a relatively high alert level in the past ten years." Li Bufan said slowly.

"So, the Northern Monster Clan is no longer simply harassing them, but is conducting an organized and purposeful attack. But, what is their purpose?"

Ling Feng frowned, puzzled.

Vaguely, a thought flashed through Ling Feng's mind. Jiang Biyi was from the Holy Land. She and Ye Xingnan rushed to Luohe City so cautiously. Could their mission be related to the Northern Demon's attack this time? Is there any connection between the invasion of the clan?

Shaking his head, Ling Feng felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous. With Jiang Biyi's ability, although his status was extraordinary, he was not capable of provoking a behemoth like the Northern Monster Clan.

All in all, the purpose of my trip is to enter the ancient tower forest, and it is not my turn to worry about other things.

An hour passed...

Two hours have passed...

Fortunately, Ling Feng and the others were not impatient people. If it were those guys like Ye Nanfeng, they would have been unable to hold back their complaints.

Ling Feng and the others just sat cross-legged and practiced silently. They were about to face the powerful Royal Sword Team. Any available training time could not be wasted.

It was not until dusk that Fang Wentong left and returned, accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing a feather fan and silk scarf.

This man held a feather fan and had a goat's beard. He bowed respectfully to Ling Feng and said, "This is Jia Wenhe, a counselor in the army. I'm here to see General Weiyuan. The Governor has already prepared wine and food in the commander's tent for the general and the few." A young genius takes the wind and washes away the dust."

"Then there is Military Advisor Lao Jia."

Ling Feng nodded, looked at each other with Li Bufan and others, and immediately followed Jia Wenhe and Fang Wentong to the commander's tent to meet the commander-in-chief of the three armies who had already "pierced his ears like thunder"!

…

Qingtian Fortress, inside the handsome tent.

"Grand Governor, at this moment, the demon clan from the north is attacking frequently. Why do you still spare your precious time to care about a young boy? Just let the general send him away for you. Why bother you?"

A burly middle-aged man frowned and said carelessly.

This person's name is Wu Kui, a king-level expert with a cultivation level as high as the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm. He is very powerful and has great military exploits.

"Wu Kui, the governor has his own plans when doing things. This boy named Ling Feng assisted Gongming in suppressing the rebellion of the Blood God Cult last time. In less than half a month, he resolved the disaster of the Blood Spirit Corpse. This boy has his own real plans. "

Another man with a beautiful beard dressed as a Confucian scholar stroked his long beard and smiled lightly.

"Humph, he's just a young boy. To please His Majesty, he was casually rewarded as a general. In my opinion, he is just a flatterer. How capable can he be? During the time of the Blood God Sect, I only made a little contribution, but the Grand Governor directly awarded 300 points of military honors, alas..."

Wu Kui was shameless and looked unconvinced.

These soldiers worked hard on the frontier and made great contributions. It is not easy to earn 300 points of honor.

Even he, Wu Kui, has only accumulated more than 90 points so far, and has not yet been able to enter the ancient pagoda forest and comprehend the three thousand avenues.

"Yes, Grand Governor, I'm afraid you think too highly of that boy this time."

Soon, many generals in the handsome tent expressed their approval to Wu Kui. None of these people had experienced hundreds of battles, and they had a sense of arrogance in their bones. They would not be convinced by anyone easily, let alone someone who had never fought before. A "little kid" who has been through the war.

Having never fought in a war, he became a general, which is already unbelievable. In addition, he actually has 300 points of military honors, which makes people even more envious and jealous.

There is a saying that goes well, jealousy distorts people!

"This general strongly suggests that the Governor should take back the three hundred points of honor and just reward him with one or two treasures. If he really wants to go into battle to kill the enemy, I am afraid that this mighty general will rush back to my mother's arms to drink milk! "

Wu Kui continued.

"Hahaha!"

The generals in the tent all laughed. Although Wu Kui's words were a bit rough, they were not unreasonable.

A little brat who has never been on the battlefield, what kind of general Weiyuan is he? I'm afraid he peed his pants before the sword was drawn out.

"Are you questioning the governor's decision?"

On the marshal's throne, a gray-haired old man frowned slightly, looked at the generals in the army, and said coldly.

This gray-haired old man is none other than the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies, Han Li.

He was seen wearing a black battle armor and a gilt Heavenly King helmet, with a majestic expression and no anger.

"You, generals and commanders, don't you feel ashamed for gossiping behind other people's backs and chewing on a young man's tongue?"

Han Li snorted coldly, and everyone immediately fell silent.

"What is the duty of a soldier?"

Han Li slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes seemed cloudy, but they had a soul-stirring power.

His gaze was like a knife, sweeping over every sergeant in the big tent, and said calmly: "As soldiers of the empire, our first priority is to obey! The generals who have been conferred by His Majesty the Emperor himself, who of you disobeys? "

"Don't dare!" All the soldiers looked defeated and downcast.

"Who among you is dissatisfied with the three hundred honors that the Governor personally ordered?"

"Don't dare!"

Wu Kui, who was shouting the loudest, clenched his fists and did not even dare to fart even under the intimidation of the Governor.

"If you don't dare to be dissatisfied, why are there so many complaints?"

Han Li glared at Wu Kui and said coldly: "In the future, I don't want to hear similar remarks. Do you understand?"

"Yes, but..." Wu Kui took a deep breath, looking unwilling and wanting to say something else.

"enough."

Han Li raised his hand slightly, stood up from the throne slowly, squinted his eyes and looked outside the tent, his eyes sparkling, "Whether this boy is truly extraordinary or not, I will know after a test."