After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

Li Mo took off his shirt, revealing his cheetah-like upper body.

The muscles, full of power, were now surrounded by a black light and a strong aura of killing intent.

Behind him, the shadow of a ferocious beast vaguely emerged.

Jiaozi!

Zhong Zhenyue: “….”

Is it too late to withdraw from the competition now?

Waiting online, very anxious.

The Chinese military tent.

Qu Sheng wore a long gown inside his robe. This slightly strange outfit did not look out of place on him. He had the elegance of a Confucian scholar, as well as the solemnity of awe without even showing anger.

Looking at the military supply quantity just reported, his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (川) character.

The generals and staff in the tent were all silent, with expressions of resentment on their faces.

"Report, the Wayue tribe is making unusual movements, and seems to be moving towards Aoki City!"

A messenger rushed into the tent.

After he reported the news brought by the scout, the sound of slamming the table was finally heard in the big tent.

"Military pay has decreased again."

"Hmph, forget about the small amount. From the Imperial Capital to the South Gate, who knows how many scoundrels must have taken advantage of it. Who knows how much will be left here!"

"The military supplies and salaries for the 80,000 men in Aoki City were partially paid for by the prince himself."

"What does His Majesty mean? Does he want us to give up Qingmu City?"

"Qingmu City is the barrier of Nanguan. If we abandon Qingmu today and Nanguan tomorrow, we might as well just retire!"

It was not until Qu Sheng snorted coldly that the indignant voices died down.

"As a general, all you need to do is devote yourself to the cause."

"Who said you wanted to retire? Go and get your thirty military sticks."

The generals looked at Commander Qu, who had even brought his family to Qingmu City, and they all looked at each other and the man who had spoken the most fiercely.

The big man received the military order in a muffled voice, stood up and left the tent.

As the dull sound of military clubs hitting backs continued outside, Qu Sheng slowly spoke again:

"First report the military situation to the prince and let him make the decision."

"Everyone, please be alert. Alcohol is prohibited in the army from today. Violators will be severely punished. Everyone, please leave."

"Yes."

Soon, he was the only one left in the tent.

Qu Sheng was silent for a while, then called for his guards:

"Where's the young marquis?"

"A hundred-man army formation was organized in the training ground to spar with that Li Tianjiao. Zhong Ling was the one who initiated this."

"A hundred-man military formation is enough to compete with Neijing. If Li Tianjiao doesn't understand the art of military formation, he will probably suffer a small loss."

Qu Sheng nodded when he heard this.

The geniuses are so arrogant that they realize that the battlefield is ruthless and their personal abilities are insignificant. It will be easier for him to persuade them later.

Let Li Mo Yingbing and the young marquis leave Qingmu City as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he also walked out of the central military tent and headed towards the training ground.

.....

the other side.

The sun was high in the sky, and the north wind could not blow away the murderous atmosphere on the battlefield.

Under the tight coordination, the hundred personal guards were like the most sophisticated machine parts, following the movement of the military formation, their energy twisted into a rope.

If this formation is compared to a sharp knife, then Zhong Zhenyue is the tip of the knife.

He was wearing heavy armor, and the military aura was concentrated to its peak on him. Even the shadow behind him faintly exuded the sound of iron horses and golden swords, and the deafening shouts of killing.

There is a vague sense of interior scene.

A normal person facing this military formation would probably be so frightened that his legs would tremble and his mind would go blank.

"Your physique is particularly suitable for military formations."

Li Mo couldn't help but praise.

"No wonder Brother Li's ranking on the Hidden Dragon Ranking has jumped so much."

Zhong Zhenyue said solemnly, "Could it be that Brother Li witnessed another Jiaozi divine will in Southern Xinjiang?"

He had heard a long time ago that Zhu Yan, Qiongqi, Ya Zi, and Wuzhiqi were the most adept at fighting among the demon clans.

Of these four species, Wuzhiqi has disappeared for a long time, and Yazi and Zhuyan are both disaster beasts.

Li Mo shook his head and said, "This is not the will of God, but the remaining power of the true spirit bloodline..."

"True spirit?"

"Ah."

"Hiss, this true spirit bloodline is so similar to the divine will."

“The difference between the two is really small…”