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Chapter 823 [822] The Great Elder is Too Powerful

In the wilderness.

A long dragon was winding and moving.

But this was not a real dragon, but a queue composed of Green Goat people.

Every Green Goat person was wearing black wooden armor, a black wooden helmet, carrying a large bag on their back, and a water bottle hanging from their waist.

Obviously.

This was an army.

After a while.

“Shu~ Shu~”

A sharp whistle sounded.

It sounded very rhythmic.

It was not difficult to guess.

This should be a way of sending messages.

The officers immediately roared.

“Stop marching!”

“Rest in place for ten minutes!”

The team stopped immediately.

All the Green Goat people quickly sat on the ground, picked up their water bottles and began to drink water, or wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

No one whispered to each other.

No one wandered around.

This small detail alone showed that the discipline of this army was very strict.

“Huff~ Huff~”

Black Stone placed his beloved magic rifle on his lap, panting heavily.

His physical fitness was not very good. After a long march of several hours, he was now covered in sweat, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.

Black Stone habitually glanced at his chest and found that the magic rifle shooter badge seemed a little crooked.

He quickly reached out and adjusted it, then took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and gently wiped off a little dust on the surface of the badge.

This badge was a commemorative item specially awarded by the magic rifle corps after the magic rifle shooter completed a difficult shooting assessment.

This was a symbol of honor.

Because among the four magic rifle corps in Dawn City, no more than a thousand Green Goat people had shooter badges.

According to the proportion.

Less than one-tenth.

Therefore, Black Stone treasured this thing to the extreme, wiping it dozens or hundreds of times every day, wishing he could wear the badge even when sleeping.

Half a month ago.

He was just a Green Goat person who had newly joined the tribe, mainly responsible for pruning the branches of the Green Goat trees in the plantation.

Half a month later.

He was discovered to have an exceptionally outstanding shooting talent. As long as the target was within a hundred meters, he could hit wherever he aimed.

Because of this, although his physical fitness did not meet the standard, he still won the favor of the High Priest and was specially approved to join the magic rifle corps.

The High Priest also said that as long as he worked hard to exercise and his physical fitness met the standard, he would be promoted to a squad leader and lead a six-person squad.

Black Stone couldn't help but grin, and for the first time in his life, he had an idea called "ambition."

He muttered to himself, "In at most a month, I will become a squad leader. I also want to make a lot of contributions and get the opportunity to be promoted to a warrior!"

Ten minutes later.

The roar sounded again.

“Stop resting!”

“Get up and hurry up!”

“You must reach your destination within four hours!”

The long dragon moved again.

In the sky.

Spiritual birds flew past quickly.

They were the Great Elder's eyes and ears, and also the eyes of the legion.

*

Three hours and fifty minutes later.

The sky had already darkened.

The Second Magic Rifle Corps finally arrived at its destination—a small mountain depression.

Ten minutes ahead of schedule.

This place was only eight kilometers away from the Blue Stone Tribe, which was quite close.

Black Stone looked at the sky, and a series of thoughts popped into his head: "With the cover of night, the legion can approach to a closer position.

“This way, before launching an attack, the legion does not have to travel long distances, which can greatly save physical strength.

“On the other hand.

“Arriving at the destination just as it gets dark, there is no need to march in the dark, and it also takes into account the concealment."

Black Stone admired this greatly: "This shows that the marching plan is very meticulous, and it also shows that the plan is executed very perfectly."

He muttered in a low voice: "The commander of the Second Legion seems to be very clever!"

Although he had not studied relevant military knowledge, he immediately understood the beauty of it.

“Chirp!”

A clear bird cry descended from the night sky.

Black Stone looked up when he heard the sound and immediately captured a blurry shadow that swept across the sky.

He blinked his eyes and muttered softly: "The spirit bird is still flying at night."

The next moment.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Black Stone's mind, and he immediately overturned his previous conclusion: "No!

“The planner of the marching plan is definitely not the legion commander, and the specific executor of the plan is not the legion commander either.

“This commander comes from another tribe and is not familiar with the Blue Stone Tribe at all. He has no ability to formulate such a meticulous plan.

“If I guessed correctly, the Great Elder is the planner.

“Not only that, but the execution of the plan must also be handled by the Great Elder alone. The commander is just following orders throughout the whole process.

“The Great Elder controls the flock of spirit birds. Relying on the monitoring of the spirit birds, he knows everything about the situation.

“He knows where the Second Legion has marched, and he also knows how far the legion is from its destination, so he can perfectly control the rhythm of the march."

Black Stone was more and more admired: "The Great Elder is too powerful!

“No wonder he has never shown his face, but he has steadily suppressed the Dawn Tribe, and hundreds of thousands of Green Goat people have not had the slightest trouble."

He then came to a conclusion: "This battle will definitely be won!"

Just then.

New orders were passed down.

“Find a camping location by company!”

“Everyone is strictly forbidden to make a fire, and dinner is only allowed to eat the carried dry food!”

“Rest tonight, and at dawn tomorrow, launch an attack on the Blue Stone Tribe on time!”

The entire legion moved immediately.

Black Stone followed the squad leader while muttering in a low voice: "At dawn?"

He pondered for a while and praised secretly: "Very clever!

“When I was in the tribe before, I was often responsible for night duty. When the sky dawns, it is the time when the night watchmen are the most tired and the least vigilant.

“Most of the other people in the tribe have not yet gotten up and have no time to organize themselves.

“Once attacked, the probability of being defeated is very high."

Black Stone immediately concluded: "This is definitely the Great Elder's plan!"

His confidence grew stronger and stronger: "The Blue Stone Tribe is doomed to lose!"

Our side has made complete preparations, and there is also a very clever and very powerful commander, but the enemy is unaware.

Black Stone really couldn't see what the Blue Stone Tribe could use to make a comeback.

Subsequently.

The company found a corner, simply cleared the vegetation, and settled down.

Everyone took off their backpacks, took out dry food from them, gathered together in squads, and ate dinner while talking softly.

After dinner.

The captain gave the order: "I and the squad leaders are responsible for taking turns on night duty. Everyone else should rest immediately. Remember to turn off the magic rifle's safety and be sure to keep it by your side."

Black Stone nodded secretly when he heard this.

He liked this kind of army where "officers take the lead."

He felt that an army like this must be very strong in combat.

Black Stone couldn't help but grumble: "I really can't think of a reason to lose."

He deftly took out a simple sleeping bag, quickly got into it, placed the magic rifle at hand, wiped the badge again, and then closed his eyes.

Five seconds later.

Black Stone fell into a dream.

He was really too tired.

*

I don't know how long it took.

Black Stone suddenly felt that the whole world seemed to be shaking violently.

He was startled and woke up immediately.

Before he opened his eyes, he heard a suppressed voice beside his ear: "Black Stone, wake up! The legion is about to set off."

This was the squad leader's voice.

Black Stone said "Ah" and quickly sat up.

The squad leader showed a smile: "Hurry up and pack up, then eat some dry food. We will set off on time in ten minutes."

Black Stone immediately replied: "Understood!"

He first tidied up the badge, then wiped his face casually, then opened the dry food bag and took out a piece of dried fish and stuffed it into his mouth.

After most of the night's rest, he was now full of energy, only his legs were a little sore.

This was the sequelae of yesterday's long march.

At this moment.

No one around was talking.

There were only various chewing sounds.

It could be seen.

With the war approaching, everyone was a little nervous.

However.

Black Stone was surprisingly calm.

He chewed the dried fish vigorously, his heart filled with heat.

He stared at the magic rifle on his lap and muttered in his heart: "I want to use the magic rifle to shoot through the enemy's head, I want to make more meritorious deeds!"

At this moment.

Black Stone did not realize that the warrior's soul hidden deep in his bloodline had suddenly awakened.