Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

At the end of March, spring is about to leave.

In the southern part of Lisha suburbs, there are many hilly and small slopes covered with colorful tiny flowers. A single flower may be inconspicuous, but when they are all over the mountains and everywhere you look, they are very fascinating.

Many days ago, the monster corpses that once piled up a foot high on the ground had long disappeared, replaced by a group of new monsters.

But those who fell in that battle could never get up again, and they would forever sleep underground and die.

Su Ping, who was unscathed in that battle, was leading the team back again. This time he was still not injured, but no brothers were carried back either, which was considered better.

"I haven't seen you for almost two months. Su Ping, you are doing well!"

Before seeing the person, Iwakawa heard his voice first. He shouted from a distance, then ran to Su Ping, who had many brothers behind him.

Su Ping asked the team members to disperse first, then turned around and said indifferently: "So-so, how are you? I heard from the captain that you are undergoing scout training, and you will be under my command when you are trained."

When Yanchuan heard him mention this, he grinned and said, "Yes, after these two months of working day and night, overcoming numerous difficulties and dangers, hovering between life and death, and almost being doomed, I can finally say that I have learned something.

Starting tomorrow, I will be able to go on missions with you. With my sharp eyes and ears, my unique observation ability, my legs that can climb to the sky and walk on the clouds, and your unparalleled skills, Su Ping, we can walk sideways in this Lisha Suburb!"

Su Ping chuckled and said, "You are using such an idiom. Are you training your legs or your mouth?"

"The meridians are connected, and they are all parts of my body. Of course, we prosper together. Otherwise, my facial features will not grow, and that won't work." Yanchuan said, patting his arms, "They are very strong!"

Su Ping nodded. "Okay, I'll assign you a task tomorrow. We should all go together and come back together. It's best if no one is missing, and no one is missing any limbs, otherwise I won't be able to explain myself."

Yanchuan looked disdainful and said with a curled lip: "Who needs your explanation? Your sister-in-law is not an ordinary woman. She is sensible, knows the righteousness, knows how to take care of others, and is considerate of me..."

Su Ping's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "I am speaking seriously to you. If anything happens to you on the battlefield, it won't be a big deal for me to explain to anyone, so you have to stay alive!"

Yanchuan did not reply immediately. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I am serious with you. Since the day we got together, I have made it clear that if I really go to the battlefield and die there, there is no need to bring my body back. I can just leave it there to save her the trouble of remarrying.

Remember, if something happens to me in the future, don't take my body away to disturb her. I want her to live a better life in the second half of her life!"

Su Ping raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you willing to give it up?"

"I can't bear to let her go, but I don't want her life to just pass by like this. A girl who is not even thirty years old yet, how many good days are left for her to live in the future? How can she be a widow just hugging a tombstone?" At this moment, Iwakawa was also smiling, and he didn't look frivolous or annoying.

The young man's determination made the young man silent. Thinking about the ending that would probably not happen, he slowly said, "Are you sure that your sister-in-law will listen to you and remarry smoothly?"

"Of course. She makes the decisions on small matters at home, but I make the decisions on major issues. Besides, we signed a contract at that time. Who in Liyue dares not abide by Prince Yan's rules? Are they trying to save their lives?" Yanchuan regained his usual smile, frivolous and natural, sincere but not likable.

Su Ping sighed lightly, waved his hands quickly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about this. The more I talk, the more it feels like I'm planning my funeral."

"That's right, aren't we discussing this? I've already given you instructions, so you'd better not get involved." Iwakawa said calmly, resting his head on his hands.

Su Ping did not reply. When the young man was arranging his funeral, he was a little dazed. A thought emerged in his mind, as if his soul had returned thousands of miles away to the shop on the bustling street. There was a figure in the shop, with white hair as white as snow and a graceful figure.

The young man was still reminiscing, while the young man in front of him, Yanchuan, was looking at the other's handsome face, smacking his lips and saying: "Su Ping, your heartbroken expression of spring is really touching!"

Su Ping came back to his senses instantly and rolled his eyes at him, feeling indignant.

Yanchuan chuckled and said, "You didn't hear about the love story between me and your sister-in-law, so you thought of your little wife, right?"

Su Ping opened his mouth slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

Iwakawa hummed and smiled, "It's normal for young people to be trapped in love affairs. I remember that the girl you like seems to be a few years older than you, right?"

Su Ping looked at him and saw on his face that he wanted to ask questions, give instructions, and look like an experienced person. He immediately decided not to answer.

"No, don't be silent. You have to believe me, brother. I am different from others. Others may advise you to find a girl of the same age or younger than you, but I am different." Iwakawa shook his head and spoke slowly.

"Your sister-in-law is two years older than me. At that time, people around me laughed at me, thinking that marrying a woman older than me would definitely lead to such and such a thing in the future.

You know what I did, guess what?

Su Ping said without hesitation: "Close the door of your house and say that you will never have any contact with me again?"

Iwakawa grinned, "You're about 70% right, brother, you know my feelings, but I didn't say enough, and the killing power was not strong enough... Ahem, anyway, who you like, who you want to live with, and who you spend your life with is your business.

You can listen to the opinions of friends and relatives, but don't be led by the nose, so as to avoid wasting a girl's time and having her happily married too late.

Of course, it doesn’t mean it’s too late. It’s never too late to be with the one you love. I don’t think it’s impossible to be with someone in your seventies or eighties, but it has to be someone you like. Do you understand?”

"I know, and actually no one around me cares about this." Su Ping smiled gently, "But thank you for helping me figure things out."

"That's good. My saliva is not wasted. Let's go back to the camp and drink some tea. I will teach you how to please the girl in the future. I will help you and wish you success!"

"Okay, let me lend you some good words."

Night falls, the moon and stars are dim.

Torches and fires were lit in the camp. Except for the sergeants on night watch, all the Qianyan soldiers formed groups of five or six, huddled together, drinking wine and eating meat, reveling in great enthusiasm.

The captain Ying Qian, of course, still presided over the rules as usual and shouted loudly: "Today is the ceremony of inviting the immortals. Everyone, please open the wine to drink, but the old rules still apply. Three bowls is not the limit. Do not disobey the order!"

One call led to a hundred responses, and then all the soldiers in the camp toasted the captain with a bowl of wine, which they all drank in one gulp. As for the remaining two bowls, some savored them slowly while others continued to drink them.

Holding a full bowl of wine, Iwakawa shuttled between places, chatting with dozens of brothers who would be traveling together in the future about the interests of the country and the nation, and their ideals in life.

The young man was good at talking to people, and it might be because of this that he "tricked" a wife to come home. Soon he became friends with this group of soldiers who fought all day long, and they talked about everything.

The whole camp was bustling with activity, but there were two people standing at the corner of the camp. They were not on duty or guarding the night, but seemed to be doing the opposite and not drinking or eating meat.

The two were the experienced Qianyan Jun and the young Su Ping. One of them had his hands across his chest, and the other held a gun in both hands.

"Boss, control your strength a little more and make sure the spear tip only penetrates halfway. This will be enough to kill an ordinary hillbilly."

"I will try again."

Su Ping did not move, but thrust the spear in his hand into the wooden stake in front of him. The spear tip was halfway into the wood without any cracks around it. It went straight in and out without any effort or delay.

"Is this done?" Su Ping looked at the Qianyan Army soldier.

The experienced Qianyan Army replied, "Half of it is done. From now on, as long as the boss can always maintain this strength, we can save more time when killing small monsters and defeat the enemy more effectively."

Su Ping stood up straight, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much. You have been teaching me this method for some time. I have also suffered a lot."

"Just stand there for a while. You are our leader. It will be a relief for us if you become stronger. Besides, this method is very simple, so there is no need to say thank you." The experienced Qianyan Army waved his hand and dodged his salute.

On the battlefield, how to kill the enemy as quickly and effectively as possible, retain one's own maximum strength after killing the enemy, and accomplish the most with the least consumption, is a question that every soldier is thinking about.

Su Ping could be considered a skilled martial artist, but when it came to combat elements on the battlefield, he could only polish the shoes of the Qianyan Army soldier in front of him. The gap between them was simply incomparable.

This Qianyan soldier’s surname is Ning and his given name is Lian.

Ning Lian, Ning Lian, sounds like a gentle name, and even sounds like a girl's name, giving the feeling of a lady from a famous family.

But only those who have witnessed Ning Lian's skills with their own eyes would find such an idea ridiculous and unrealistic.

In this military camp, all the veterans with a little experience are aware of this existence and what this name means, so few people dare to laugh or glare at anyone.

That’s because, several years ago, there was a young man in his prime who joined the army with great ambition and determination, determined to slay all the monsters in Liyue and defend his country, regardless of his own safety.

Then, this person first made an astonishing achievement, was allowed to leave the recruit camp ahead of schedule, and then made rapid progress as a rescue patrolman, went out of the city to hunt monsters, and killed fifteen hillbillies on his first try.

Although he paid the price of a broken arm at that time, he was still amazing and no one dared to ignore him. His fame was as terrifying as that of a tiger.

The Qianyan Army is a group of men of iron will, and Ning Lian should be a man with copper and iron in his bones and blood, with a calm face, but a body of iron and blood, full of murderous intent.

However, although Ning Lian is very amazing, he is actually not that old. He is only twenty-three years old now, young and in the prime of his life. He was sixteen years old when he cut off his arm and slayed the monster.

Ning Lian looked at the handsome young man and said calmly, "Boss, let's go back and have a drink after practice. This is a rare opportunity."

"I'll be right there." The young man in his eyes put away his spear, put it back on the weapon rack nearby, and stretched out his hand to make sure it was stable.

Then, the two walked side by side, and the once amazing boy took the now amazing boy back to the lively place in the military camp, drinking and chatting happily.