The supervisor looked at Leng Yan with a proud look on his face, he was very satisfied with Leng Yan's obedience to his words.
"On the afternoon of May 13th in the year 372 of the Shenwu Calendar, the Western Territory Supervisory Army led by example led the 42nd Battalion of the Third Corps to launch an attack on the Lieyang Empire. This was the first time that the Shenwu Empire launched a counterattack against the Lieyang Empire.
It is the most heroic battle in the world of the Shenwu Empire."
"No matter what...the Lieyang Empire is despicable and has already set up an ambush. Unfortunately, the supervisor army fell into the enemy's encirclement. Zhang Liang, a centurion of the 42nd Battalion of the Third Corps, sacrificed his life to rescue him. However, the supervisor army fell too deep into the enemy. Unfortunately, he died in battle and died gloriously for his country.
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"In this battle, Zhang Liang, the centurion of the 42nd Battalion of the 3rd Corps, killed more than 300 enemies. He deserves to be the first to make a contribution and is specially promoted to the 1,000th officer of the 42nd Battalion of the 3rd Corps!"
After Leng Yan said this, he turned to look at the supervisor, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Master Supervisor, I wonder if you are satisfied with this?"
"Leng Yan! What are you going to do? Do you want to rebel?" Supervisor pointed at Leng Yan's nose and roared.
"Transcript Officer!" Leng Yan shouted loudly.
"Here!" the transcriber stopped writing.
"Is the record complete?" Leng Yan continued.
"It has been recorded completely!" the transcriber immediately stood up straight and replied.
"Repeat it!" Leng Yan stared at the supervisor and shouted.
"On the afternoon of May 13th in the year 372 of the Shenwu Calendar, the Western Territory Supervisory Army led by example led the 42nd Battalion of the Third Corps to launch an attack on the Lieyang Empire. This was the first time that the Shenwu Empire launched a counterattack against the Lieyang Empire.
It is the most heroic battle in the world of the Shenwu Empire."
"No matter what...the Lieyang Empire is despicable and has already set up an ambush. Unfortunately, the supervisors fell into the enemy's encirclement. Zhang Liang, the centurion of the 42nd Battalion of the Third Corps, sacrificed his life to rescue the soldiers. However, the supervisors were trapped too deep in the enemy's territory. Unfortunately, they died in battle and died gloriously for their country.
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"In this battle, Zhang Liang, the centurion of the 42nd Battalion of the 3rd Corps, killed more than 300 enemies. He deserves to be the first to make a contribution and is specially promoted to the 1,000th officer of the 42nd Battalion of the 3rd Corps!"
After the transcriber finished retelling, he closed the notebook and stepped aside.
"That's your cold words. I must report truthfully what happened here. Just wait!" The supervisor's hands were trembling.
He was not stupid, and the events recorded by the transcriber could not be changed, so his life was at stake at this time.
"Here comes someone! Send them to the prison guards!" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Leng Yan's mouth.
A group of soldiers slowly gathered around, and at the front was Zhang Liang. He slowly pulled out the long knife from his waist.
"Save the supervisors!" Zhang Liang shouted, and then slashed at the supervisors.
"Ah..." The supervisor cried out in pain. He was slashed in the chest, and blood immediately overflowed, soaking his clothes.
The surrounding soldiers also drew their knives and charged towards him.
"Leng Yan...General Leng! Spare your life!" The supervisor staggered to the stairs. It was still a long way down the mountain from here.
"Send to the supervisors!" Leng Yan waved his hand, and everyone rushed forward like hungry wolves.
The supervisor only felt that three souls and seven souls had fled in an instant. Wherever he dared to stop, he turned around and ran away. The way he ran away in a hurry was like a bereaved dog.
Even if he can run, this is the West, Leng Yan's West, where can he run?
After a while, everyone came back, their blades dripping with blood.
"Zhang Liang, the commander of the 42nd Battalion of the Third Corps, has returned and has sent the supervisor on his way." Zhang Liang knelt down and said.
"You're quite smart, I'll leave these 1,000 men of the 42nd Battalion to you, so you can do a good job for me!" Leng Yan helped Zhang Liang up and said.
"My subordinates will do their best to serve the empire!" Zhang Liang shouted loudly.
Leng Yan nodded and waved the people around him to disperse.
Zhang Liang left with excitement on his face. In one day, he was directly promoted from a captain of ten to a captain of thousands, and he gained more than 300 military merits in vain.
"General, aren't you afraid of someone leaking this?" Qianxue walked up behind Leng Yan and asked.
At this time, there were only two of them left, so it didn't matter if they talked about these things.
"What are you afraid of? These are all my people, good brothers who have been with me through life and death. Don't worry, dear." Leng Yan raised his hand and wanted to pat Qianxue's shoulder, but when he thought the other person was a girl, this action was a bit inappropriate.
, then he took his hand back again.
"Then the supervisor is dead, how should the general explain to the imperial capital?" Qianxue asked worriedly.
"Isn't there already a record? He deserved his death. He deserves such great credit. To be honest, I feel a little bit reluctant to part with it." Leng Yan walked towards the Great Wall with his hands behind his back.
Qianxue followed him, and after descending the Great Wall, there was a winding staircase in the countryside, extending to the foot of Hewu Mountain.
The scenery inside the mountain is different from that outside the mountain. There are piles of tents inside the mountain. From the top of the mountain, it looks like green flowers one after another.
"Now there are 180,000 generals and 83,000 warriors supported by the imperial capital, totaling 260,000 people. I don't know how long this battle will continue. Will these 260,000 people be left in the end?
How long will it take you to go back?" Leng Yan said softly.
"General, how many people are there in the Lieyang Empire?" Qianxue asked.
"They say they claim to be a million-strong army. Including the supply troops, the pure combat troops should only be five to six million people." Leng Yan said in silence for a moment.
"Nearly three times the difference." Qianxue was shocked.
"With such danger, they won't be able to attack so easily." Leng Yan said, stamping the Hewu Mountain under his feet.
At this time, they were standing on a platform in the sky. Under the platform was a hollow mountain. Looking forward along the mountain, they saw two extremely huge stone doors.
Inside the stone gate is the Shenwu Empire, and outside the stone gate is the Lieyang Empire. This is the west gate of the Shenwu Empire and the gateway to an empire.
"I wonder when the general plans to let us academy students from the empire go to the battlefield?" Qianxue asked softly.
"You guys? I never planned to let you go to the battlefield from the beginning." He said with a sneer.
"Why?" Qianxue asked in shock.
"Because a group of young eagles living a comfortable life cannot defeat a pheasant that survives in a heap of weasels." Leng Yan said with an analogy.
"Although you are warriors with cultivation and strength, if you actually go to the battlefield and see blood, you can't be scared to death, let alone kill the enemy." Leng Yan knocked on the stone railing at the edge of the platform.
said.
Qianxue nodded secretly. Although she had fought with Daolin and the others many times before, she had never killed anyone. Just seeing enemies killed on the battlefield these past few days gave her heart palpitations, let alone actually getting started.
"Okay, don't think too much. Even if one day we need these young eagles to go to the battlefield, I won't let you go." Leng Yan said with a smile.
"Qianxue has something to ask of me, and I hope the general will agree!" Qianxue suddenly saluted Leng Yan.
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it." Leng Yan nodded.
"If one day we really have to go to the battlefield, I hope the general will let me go with him, because I represent Dolin, and I don't want Dolin's reputation to be ruined because of me."