Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

The crowd couldn't help but gather around to look out. Some students had curious expressions on their faces, as if they had forgotten everything they had just experienced. In the distance, there was a flat plain, and further ahead, there were a few scattered houses. Judging from the extent of the damage to the houses, they had been destroyed by war.

At this moment, the elemental reactions on the battlefield had not completely subsided. The ground was covered with numerous craters caused by elemental attacks, emitting wisps of white smoke. Various weapons were carelessly discarded on the ground. Compared to these, the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground were even more conspicuous. Their clothes were all black and red. If it weren't for some birds perched on the corpses, it would be almost impossible to tell whether they were people or land.

A gentle breeze blew by, carrying with it the earthy, bloody, and burnt smells of smoke. The students fell silent, simply observing the devastation caused by the war.

The adjutant looked at the students around him and said, "This is war. Many of you, or perhaps none of you, have never experienced it. This is not the training ground you had in the academy, but a slaughterhouse where lives are taken!"

Perhaps seeing that today's mission had been successfully completed, or perhaps seeing that the next group of students had arrived, the adjutant turned around and said as he walked away, "Alright, we should go back now."

He led the students back, and they ran into his adjutant who was leading another group of students. The two had a brief exchange, and just as they were about to leave, a loud bugle call came from the camp. It was a bugle call that signified war.

The adjutant was alarmed and immediately shouted urgently, "Speed ​​up! Return to camp immediately!"

But it was too late. A soldier on horseback came galloping towards them, urgently saying, "The general has ordered that all the students be brought back to the camp and then join the army on the expedition!"

The adjutant's attention was not on the soldier. His gaze bypassed the soldier and went to the camp gate behind him. He saw that the soldiers of the 15th Army had already poured out of the gate and were rushing away into the distance. He then turned to look into the distance, where a dark mass of enemy troops seemed to have appeared on the other side of the plain.

He had no time to think about this situation, so he immediately shouted to the newly selected student commander in the crowd, "Commander, take your formation back!" and then ran back to the main force without looking back.

Just as they rejoined the main force, Zhou Huabao appeared on horseback. Seeing that only his adjutant was there, he asked, "Where are those kids?"

The adjutant truthfully conveyed his thoughts. Upon hearing that the adjutant had ordered the captain among the students to lead the troops back on his own, Zhou Huabao felt somewhat uneasy. However, given the urgency of the battle, he couldn't worry about much else and ordered the adjutant to return to the ranks before leading the soldiers to continue their advance.

At this moment, the students watched the soldiers of the 15th Army heading to the battlefield to meet the enemy. The shock in their hearts was indescribable. They just followed the crowd and looked around. Just as the students who had left the camp were about to enter the gate, they saw a person leave the queue and follow the 15th Army that was moving away with firm steps.

Judging from his attire, he was also a student. Someone in the crowd who recognized him quickly called out, "Huang Lewei! Where are you going!"

Upon hearing this name, everyone couldn't help but discuss it. Although many people knew Huang Lewei through the academy's martial arts competition, he was ultimately just a third-tier elementalist. What role could he play on the battlefield? But Huang Lewei ignored the voices calling him and ran forward on his own.

His actions caused quite a stir among the crowd, and soon some passionate young people also broke away from the ranks and ran towards the battlefield. Led by these people, more and more students also chose to go to the front line. In a short while, two or three thousand people rushed to the battlefield. However, most people had already developed a fear of the battlefield after their experience, and since their orders were to return to the camp, there was no need for them to participate. Therefore, most students obeyed their previous orders and obediently returned to the camp.

Zhou Huabao was busy arranging the troops at the front when suddenly an adjutant ran over and said urgently, "General, a group of students have arrived and say they want to join the battle."

Zhou Huabao was shocked: "Who sent them?! This is ridiculous!"

But before he could continue his rage, the enemy in the distance roared deafeningly. Seeing that the battle was about to begin, Zhou Huabao didn't care about anything else. He quickly ordered, "You lead a team to protect them. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible!" After saying that, he drew his sword and shouted, "All troops, attack!"

The soldiers charged out with shouts. On the way, allied troops from other camps appeared. Soon, the allied forces and the enemy were locked in a fierce battle. The adjutant led a group of men to the students and ordered them not to charge.

But Huang Lewei ignored everything and charged out alone. With such a troublemaker leading the way, the other students naturally disobeyed and rushed out shouting. The adjutant only had about a hundred men, which was no match for the two or three thousand students. Helpless, he had no choice but to lead his men to the front to try to isolate the students, but they soon encountered the enemy. The adjutant couldn't care less about anything else and immediately joined the battle.

Fortunately, this was just another small-scale conflict. The Demon Kingdom retreated after a short while, and the allied forces also withdrew. Fortunately, the students only suffered minor injuries under the protection of the soldiers. However, because of this, the number of soldiers killed or wounded this time far exceeded that of previous small-scale battles.

Upon returning to the camp, Zhou Huabao was furious after learning the exact number of casualties. He immediately ordered all the students to assemble, including those who were receiving treatment, who were forcibly dragged to the training ground.

"Disregard for military discipline!" Zhou Huabao's eyes were practically spitting fire as he glared at the students before him and roared, "Who sent you to the battlefield! In my eyes, my orders are law! If you dare disobey me, I can execute you on the spot! A bunch of kids, thinking they have some strength and a higher elemental rank, they dare to disobey military orders. Let me tell you, this is not the place to be a hero. If you want to be a hero, go home now!"

Then he remembered the soldiers who died tragically protecting the students, and continued cursing: "How many soldiers died in vain to protect you? A bunch of brainless idiots! Have you ever killed anyone? You were so scared when you saw the enemy killing people that you ran away with your tails between your legs! You're all useless!"

The training ground was completely silent, because Zhou Huabao was telling the truth. Many students who had rushed into battle in a moment of impulsiveness were indeed terrified when they saw the enemy kill the soldiers protecting them right in front of them. They even forgot to activate their elemental powers. They had thought that the battlefield was a place where life and death were at stake, but once they were actually on the battlefield, the oppressive look and the fierce eyes of the enemy made them tremble with fear. In the academy's actual combat, they were not in danger of losing their lives, but on the battlefield, no one would tell you to stop when you've made your move.

After calming down for a while, Zhou Huabao stopped cursing, said something to his adjutant, and left the training ground. The adjutant who stayed behind shouted loudly: "The general has ordered that because some of you have disobeyed orders, you will be divided into five groups. One group will be responsible for cooking, one group will be responsible for patrolling, one group will be responsible for miscellaneous tasks in the camp, one group will be responsible for guarding the grain and fodder, and the last group will be responsible for maintaining the equipment."

Upon hearing this, the students immediately began to complain, and they also pointed the finger at Huang Lewei, who was the first to act without authorization. In their minds, they were there to fight on the front lines, not to do menial tasks in the army.