After the launch of the space-based weapons, everyone was finally able to let go. After all, the previous world-destroying weapons of the Gods had given us too much of a shock...
The launch of the space-based weapon has been completed and all functions are normal, which gives us great confidence. According to the design specifications of the space-based weapon, if the gods dare to use that powerful weapon again, we will give them a
A lesson I will never forget!
With the production and launch of space-based weapons completed, we finally have a relatively leisurely life.
According to the plan, the attack on the Shadow Empire will have to wait until a month later, after the newly recruited soldiers in the chaotic land have completed their training before they can be dispatched. During this period, we only need to take care of our own affairs.
Because it was relatively leisurely, everyone even had time to argue about the naming of space-based weapons during the break after lunch.
So in this state, West, who left the training of newly recruited human soldiers to his subordinates and wandered around me every day, came up with a damn idea.
"Since everyone is so free, why not go to the military academy for some tutoring." This is what West said.
The previous battles seemed to make West a little desperate for our group of brainless leaders who did not understand strategies and tactics and could only use powerful troops and weapons to attack. After the establishment of the Military Academy’s Senior Officer Training School, it was unable to start classes due to a temporary lack of students.
Let West give us the idea.
So with the secret assistance of the Elf Queen and the Dwarf King, the helpless Liara, the indifferent Wak, and the bored me were all sent to the Military Academy to listen to the lectures of West, who was the honorary instructor.
"Now, let's first imagine the battlefield situation." West pointed his pointer at the sand table on the table and explained to us. "If we encounter the opponent's cavalry here, the opponent has five thousand cavalry, and we
There are only 2,000 infantrymen. How should we defeat them under such circumstances?"
"There are only five thousand people. Two thousand sisters were all killed in five volleys." Liara rolled her eyes.
"It's just five thousand tin cans, and one of us dwarves can fight three!" Wacker waved his fist.
"Let these two thousand people prepare lunch for me, and then I will clear the place and come back to enjoy the picnic." After West turned his speechless eyes to me, I shrugged and said.
West looked up at the ceiling, speechless and in tears.
"It's because of you weirdos that I was in so much pain during the last battle!" West scratched his golden hair and had a headache.
"I asked, have you fallen into some misunderstanding?" I looked at West on my waist. "Why do we need to receive such systematic training? Will this be of any help to us?"
"Because you guys are disobedient, I have temporarily changed the tactics in the Land of Chaos twenty-six times, twenty-six times!" West shouted frantically.
"But did we lose? Did we not?!" I patted West on the shoulder. "Although pre-war tactical preparations are very important, temporary changes on the battlefield are equally important. If we completely follow the pre-war tactics,
Well, if your tactical prediction is wrong, wouldn’t it be a disaster for us?”
"Actually, you have to be able to predict all the possible tricks that the enemy may play, provide solutions, and maximize our strength." I persuaded West with earnest words. "
The rest depends on everyone's joint efforts. You can't even carry everything if you are asked to do it alone."
"Although it sounds right, why do I feel like this is an excuse you prepared to skip class?" West said suspiciously.
Damn it, this pretty boy’s intuition is not bad either!
After thinking for a moment, West decided to follow my suggestion. After giving us a few military books to study on our own, we were temporarily let go of this tactical training.
Because we are applying for senior officer training, we don’t have to train on the battlefield like those low-level officers and ordinary soldiers. But apart from some professional knowledge training, who the bastard arranged this poetry course?!
"Ahem, actually it was my suggestion to add poetry courses." With the three of us watching with unkind eyes, West confessed decisively to prevent us from taking the opportunity to beat him up.
Although I have already decided to throw this bastard into the espionage team to learn anti-confession training.
The so-called anti-confession course is that people on the sidelines torture you in various ways to get the information they want from you, while the trainees have to find ways to endure all the coercion and inducement not to hand over the information they know.
Because the training process is extremely cruel, it is unanimously recognized by the majority of military academy students as the most inhumane course.
Well, I was the one who proposed it. In addition to being used for training, it is also used to deal with some guys who don't have long eyes. Ahem.
"Then, as the instigator, you'd better tell me a reason for learning poetry." I clenched my fists and said. "Otherwise, in order to save money, the military academy has recently stopped reimbursing the cost of ordinary injury treatment.
You know."
"As senior officers, well, you should all be future commanders. It's not enough to train into barbarians who only know how to fight and kill. You also need to have enough aristocratic temperament." When Liara was impatient, I kept sneering.
, Wacker took out his ax
When he started polishing, West quickly continued: "Poetry can not only cultivate one's emotions, but also make people deal with things calmly. As the top commander, if you can't show that you are sure of victory, your subordinates, you,
What would the soldiers think?"
"Okay, I'll let you go for now!" Wacker smashed the polished ax on the table, reflecting the cold light. "Let's talk about poetry first!"
"The so-called poetry is a literary form in which one recites one's own feelings and thoughts according to a certain rhythm and expresses them to the other party." West said with a touch of emotion, covering his chest.
After Wacker listened, he took out the super-concentrated fruit wine I gave him before, drank it down in one gulp, and fell to the ground unconscious.
Damn it, this bastard dared to run away from battle!
Just when I was scornful and Liara was speechless, West stopped paying attention to the bastard on the ground and turned to look at us: "These two beautiful ladies must understand what poetry is, so let's try the basics first.
For example, using poetry to express one’s love.”
Even so, why do I always feel like I'm being plotted against? Is it an illusion?
"It seems that Miss Qin Xin has her own insights. Why don't you give it a try first?" West looked at me with a smile: "Just limit the subject matter to love."
Wacker unconscious on the ground?
Forget it, don't be disgusted with me.
West, who is smiling in front of me, seems to be expecting something?
I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it, and Brynac will stab him through.
Then only...
"Qin Xin, what are you going to do?" As I put my hands on Liara's shoulders, Liara looked at me with a red face, a little embarrassed and a little expectant.
In my perception, I also noticed that Alice was watching me.
"...You are my little apple. I can never love you too much. Your red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life..."
Looking at Liara's shy little face in front of me, I sang the songs that were deep in my heart unknowingly.
The magic power in my body also vibrated with the rhythm of my singing. After I learned the music skills of the Fox clan, they naturally started to activate, and various auras flashed around me.
Liara, who was holding my shoulders, seemed to have been suddenly attacked by spiritual magic. Her eyes rolled and she fell directly into my arms.
Wacker, who was already drunk, began to foam at the mouth, covered his ears and shook his head, then stopped moving.
In the perception, Alice's attention disappeared, but why did Brynac's attributes turn red? What's wrong with the attribute being reduced by one-third?!
"Miss Qin Xin, I beg you, stop singing." West lay on the table and looked at me in pain.
"Didn't you say that you want to sing out your own feelings and thoughts?" Feeling the soft body in my arms, I asked West unhappily. "Did I make a mistake?"
"You're right, you're right. I'll give you full marks for this lesson. I can't teach you. Please let me go!" West looked at me pitifully.
"Tch, crazy." The corner of my mouth curled up, and I hugged Liara and left the classroom.
...
"I'm such a fool." West murmured, holding his head and lying on the table in disinterest. (To be continued.)
