In the early morning of the next day, Yan Li, who had been practicing in the Hunyuan space for a night, walked out of it. The sounds of exhaling, opening and closing, and fists punching the air could be heard in the courtyard outside the house.
When I opened the door, the sky was still gray.
In the open space in the courtyard, Situ Yong, who has a strong figure, is practicing a set of military boxing techniques. His punches are powerful, like a dragon entering the sea, and the atmosphere is overwhelming.
The martial arts in the military completely abandon the complexity and fancy, they are simple and fast, and all the moves have a tragic momentum that can lead to death.
Fifteen years ago, Situ Yong left the Azure Dragon Legion and was already a warrior in the Tianxuan Realm. After more than ten years of silent cultivation, his cultivation was even better than before, reaching the seventh level of the Secret Realm.
After completing a set of boxing exercises, Situ Yong's head was filled with white air. He walked quickly to Yan Li, bowed and saluted, "I've met the young master."
Yesterday, Yan Li told him not to reveal his identity as a young prince to others, so Situ Yong and Nangong Yong both called him Young Master.
"Uncle Situ, there's no need to be polite, just keep practicing! I'll go for a walk."
Yan Li smiled gently at the other party and walked out of the courtyard.
Although it was not bright yet, sergeants from various departments had already entered the school field for training under the leadership of the commander, and the sounds of killing were heard, which was particularly majestic.
In this city, there are hundreds of school grounds, large and small, each of which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the largest one can accommodate millions of people at a time.
One small exercise a day, one big exercise every three days.
The so-called small drill is when the generals lead the training of soldiers, and the big drill is when Marshal Yuan Kaishan personally presides over the formation of millions of soldiers and horses.
After all, it is not easy to command millions of soldiers and horses. You have to train regularly, otherwise, you will be just a bunch of stragglers on the battlefield.
Walking casually into a school grounds called "Chujiu", you will see tens of thousands of uniformed soldiers performing a set of military boxing techniques together.
After careful observation, this boxing technique only has three moves, but all of them are aimed at attacking vital points. Moreover, every soldier seems to be very skilled in this boxing technique, and they are quite impressive when used.
After practicing the boxing technique ten times in a row, the soldiers picked up the sabers on the ground, spread out their formation, and began to practice a set of sword techniques.
Just like the boxing skills, the sword skills are only three moves, and they are not very good. They are mainly splitting, slashing, and chopping. In conjunction with the soldiers' shouts of killing, there is a blood-heated appeal.
The legion is divided into two branches.
One is infantry and two are cavalry.
The infantry is further divided into sword and shield soldiers and spearmen, while the cavalry is divided into light cavalry and heavy cavalry.
After finishing the sword technique drill, they started to practice a set of formation techniques.
An hour later, the drill was over and the sky was completely bright. The sweat-stained soldiers left the school grounds one after another and went to the cafeteria to eat.
Yan Li also followed the trend and came to the army canteen.
The cafeteria was very quiet, except for the sound of chewing food, there was no other sound. This shows that Yuan Kaishan is very good at running the army.
The breakfast in the cafeteria is very simple, including hot white flour buns and extremely nutritious animal bone soup.
These soldiers practiced for a full hour and a half and consumed a lot of energy, so they all had a great appetite. On average, each person had to eat seven or eight steamed buns and three large bowls of bone soup.
Yan Li also took some steamed buns, filled a bowl of bone soup and found a seat to sit down. The steamed buns were quite chewy and the animal bone soup was also quite delicious.
"What do you call your little brother?"
At this moment, a big man in heavy armor sat down in front of him with a few steamed buns and a bowl of bone soup, and asked with a smile.
Scanning his eyes over the other party, Yan Li confirmed the identity of the other party. It was the general he went to visit for training at the school. He smiled and said, "Li Li, I am the newly appointed general."
When Gufeng heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although Yanli's body shape was no different from that of an adult, judging from his face, he should not be more than sixteen years old.
At the age of sixteen, he was already a fourth-grade general, and his future was bound to be limitless. His character naturally placed Yanli within the category of a descendant of an aristocratic family.
"It turns out it's General Li Shen, and I'm the general of Chu Ninth Army, Gu Feng. You're polite." Gu Feng didn't dare to neglect the children of the aristocratic family, and he quickly held his fists and said hello.
There are ten armies in the Qinglong Army, and each army has its own designation, namely: Tian, Di, Xuan, Huang, Yuan, Gu, Hong, Huang, Tai, Chu.
Then the ten small roads under each army are named after their serial number plus a number.
The Chu Ninth Army is the abbreviation of the "Chu" Army and the Ninth Army.
"General Bone, you're polite!" Yan Li responded politely.
Yan Li's modesty won Gu Feng's favor. There were many children from aristocratic families in the army. These children from aristocratic families often set their sights on others and did not take the children of small families like Gu Feng into consideration.
Even when I talk to them, it's often with a bit of disdain.
The two of them just exchanged a few words and left after breakfast.
"Brother, who is that boy? Why are you so polite to him?"
After Yan Li left, a rather handsome young man came up to him with an uninhibited smile on his face. This man's name was Wu Ximing, a captain of the Chu Ninth Army.
He and Gu Feng were from the same county, so they had a relatively good relationship and didn't have any scruples about talking to each other.
"Xi Ming must not be rude, he is a new general." Gu Feng scolded him. He, a fellow countryman, was extremely brave in combat, but he had a carefree personality and could easily offend others.
When the other party heard this, he couldn't help showing a smacking expression, and said in surprise, "So young, a fourth-grade general, and it seems that he is a gilded child sent by some aristocratic family."
Nodding with deep understanding, Gu Feng said in a deep voice: "Yes! The children of the aristocratic family have abundant cultivation resources, and the skills they practice are excellent. Their achievements at a young age are far higher than ours. Even though this young general is young,
I guess he is a warrior from the secret realm."
"Secret realm warrior? Impossible, right? He must be under sixteen years old." Wu Ximing said in disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible! I think he is a trustworthy person. He doesn't have the arrogance of other children from aristocratic families. Be polite to others when you meet him in the future. You are already twenty-six and your cultivation has reached the Tianxuan realm. If you hadn't offended him,
There were too many people, and you could have become a general last time!"
Having said this, Gu Feng glared at Wu Ximing with a bit of hatred. This guy was three years younger than him, but his cultivation qualifications were extraordinary and he had made many military exploits on the battlefield. Just because of his personality, he was on top.
He was defeated in the competition for the secondary general.
A trace of sadness flashed in Wu Ximing's eyes, but he soon regained his playful expression and curled his lips, "Tsk! What's so good about being a general? I think I would be quite happy to be a captain! I have a big brother to protect me in everything.
Don’t worry!”
"You damn duck has a tough mouth!"
Gu Feng knew that although his brother seemed not to care about losing the election, in fact he still cared about it deep down.
In the blink of an eye, it has been ten days since Yan Li came to the Qinglong Legion.
In addition to practicing every day, he also went to the school field to watch the soldiers drill. During these days, he became very familiar with Gu Feng, the general of the Chu Ninth Army, and several captains under him.
"General Li, the commander-in-chief invites you to come over to discuss matters."
On this day, Yan Lizheng, Gu Feng and others were chatting about the military formation, but Yuan Kaishan's bodyguard came up to him and said with a respectful expression.
Since Luo Yong was demoted, Yuan Kaishan's personal guards were particularly polite when seeing Yan Li.
"General Bone, Wu Qianwei... The commander-in-chief has something to do, so I'll take the first step!" Yan Li stood up, apologized to everyone, and then left with his guards.
"Hey, brother, it seems that General Li Shen is very valued by the commander! He actually sent his personal guards to invite him." Wu Ximing looked at Yan Li's leaving back and said with a hint.
"With his ability, he deserves to be valued by the commander!" Gufeng said with some envy. After getting in touch with each other during this period, Gufeng discovered that not only did Yanli not have the arrogance of the descendants of the aristocratic family, but he also had trouble arranging troops and formations.
He has many unique insights, which often seem strange to everyone when he first puts them forward, but upon closer consideration, they make sense.
Although the generals do not have the right to lead troops, they have a considerable advantage over the generals, that is, they have the right to discuss matters.
When Yan Li arrived, the spacious meeting hall was already filled with dozens of armored officers, including the general of the Tenth Route Army and twelve generals.
As for the three deputy commanders and the commander-in-chief Yuan Kaishan, they have not arrived yet.
As soon as he sat down at his seat, Yan Li felt a hostile gaze glance at him from time to time.
With his keen perception, he immediately confirmed that the owner of that gaze was Luo Yu, the general of the Yellow Road Army.
This man is only thirty-five years old, but he is already a dignified general, a very remarkable figure, and his cultivation is also extraordinary, reaching the sixth level of the secret realm.
As for why the other party was hostile to him, he knew in his heart because he was the eldest brother of Luo Yong, who was demoted as a personal guard.
Just then, a burst of footsteps came.
Then, everyone in the meeting hall stood up one after another, but it was deputy commander Wang Yuanshan who arrived.
Wang Yuanshan is in his early forties, wearing white Mingguang armor, with a steady pace and a deep demeanor. He is also a handsome man with a faint smile on his lips, which makes people feel good.
"I've met Wang Shuai!"
"I've met Wang Shuai!"
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The sounds of worship continued, and Wang Yuanshan responded one by one. Finally, he walked up to Yan Li and said with a smile, "General Li, are you still getting used to being in the military camp these days?"
Wang Yuanshan is also one of the people who knows Yan Li's true identity. Although the Wang family is not on his side, surface work still needs to be done.
"Thank you, Wang Shuai, for caring about me. I'm very adaptable to you." Yan Li said calmly, but he didn't call himself a subordinate, but a subordinate.
"That's good!"
Wang Yuanshan nodded, walked to his seat, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest. This scene made the other generals and generals secretly guess what Yan Li's background was and that he deserved Wang Yuanshan's personal greetings.
After a while, the other two deputy commanders, Dongfang Shenjian and Chi Chengfeng, arrived one after another.
As his name suggests, the Eastern Divine Sword Man exuded an aura as sharp as a sword, and his face was serious. But what surprised everyone was that he, who rarely smiled, actually walked up to Yan Li and said hello with a smile.
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What made everyone even more confused was that the hot-tempered Chi Chengfeng, like the other two deputy commanders, smiled and exchanged greetings with Yan Li.
For a moment, everyone secretly looked at Yan Li with strange eyes, and secretly guessed, who is he?
"He's handsome!"
At this moment, a loud voice came, and then everyone stood up one after another and saw Yuan Kaishan striding into the meeting hall.