Over at the wooden house, according to the agreement three days ago, Ningyue had prepared the corresponding meals early and was waiting for Han Sanqian and his party to return to celebrate.
However, the person came back on time, but when Ningyue saw Han Sanqian in the lead, she couldn't help but frowned.
"You...is this really special training?" Ning Yue frowned in disbelief and asked tentatively.
Han Sanqian didn't answer and looked a little embarrassed.
"Did you meet a mad dog on the road? How did you get tortured like this?" Ning Yue asked again, but when she thought about it carefully, something seemed wrong: "What kind of mad dog can bite you like this?"
Han Sanqian's body was messy, with various teeth marks on his body, and some of his clothes and trouser legs were directly torn. He really looked like he had just come out of a pile of mad dogs.
"Yeah, the mad dog bit me, and there were a bunch of them." Han Sanqian rolled his eyes, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the dinner table.
Su Yingxia gave a wry smile and said nothing.
Behind him, forty-four special soldiers smiled at Ningyue.
However, looking at this group of people, Ningyue was even more shocked, because when some people smiled, there were obviously some things like cloth between their teeth.
And the color of these strips of cloth seems to be very similar to the color of the clothes Han Sanqian is wearing...
"Could it be..." Ningyue suddenly remembered something and looked at the forty-four disciples.
They collectively giggled: "Woof woof woof!"
Han Sanqian put his head on the table helplessly.
Shame!!
He was bitten by these forty-four "little mad dogs" collectively. The key was that he couldn't resist because this was their additional condition for accepting the job.
"A bunch of bastards, they're so damn cruel, no, they're so mean." Han Sanqian muttered to himself, feeling extremely depressed.
Thinking about how majestic and majestic I am, all the masters can't hurt me in the slightest, but today I'm in trouble and I'm being eaten like meat by my subordinates.
However, there are times when there are moments of sadness and happiness. The team of magic soldiers has been formed, and the sharp knife in my hand has been officially completed.
Ning Yue smiled: "It seems that you are usually very dissatisfied with the leader of the alliance. This time you have repaid injustice with injustice and revenge with hatred." After saying this, Ning Yue looked at Han Sanqian: "How can you be willing to be bitten by them?
You are very satisfied with the results of the three days of training with them."
Han Sanqian nodded: "However, the captain has not been decided yet. I want to ask what you mean."
"Zhang Yue!"
"Here we go!" In the queue, a middle-aged man in his thirties stood up.
Han Sanqian took a good look at him. He had a Chinese-character face, eyes like an eagle and a hint of determination. From the looks of it, he was an upright person. This was why Han Sanqian trusted Ningyue to choose the captain.
Her vision is unmistakable.
"Three thousand, although Zhang Yue is just a young disciple, I have gotten to know everyone in the wooden house day and night. Zhang Yue is upright, has a right heart, is smart and dares to work hard.
The only flaw is that he lacks concentration and attention, is prone to movement, and has a somewhat impatient temper.”
"A general is an example, and a commander is a trick. What I need is a general who can charge into battle, not a marshal who can strategize. His shortcomings are fatal in the position of marshal, but they are all advantages in a general.
Okay, Zhang Yue, from now on, you will officially be the captain of the Shenfen Team."
"As for the captain of the team below, you can take charge of it yourself. I will not interfere, but I have only one request, that is, when you are divided, you are like countless daggers, and when you are together, you are a sharp knife, indestructible."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Zhang Yue gritted her teeth and said: "Zhang Yue will never disappoint Commander Ningyue and the leader of the alliance. There is only one situation in which I cannot lead this team well, and that is if I die."
"That's good." Han Sanqian slapped the table and stood up without caring about his appearance: "Based on your words, I can safely hand over the Divine Soldier Squad, a special operations force that I have worked so hard to cultivate.
You are."
"Here, let me toast you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian directly raised his wine glass and saluted Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue also quickly raised his glass, and the two drank from it.
After drinking, Ning Yue suddenly smiled: "Why, you only respect Zhang Yue but not me?"
Han Sanqian frowned slightly. He knew that Ning Yue's words must have something to say: "What do you want me to respect you for?"
"You'll know when you come out and take a look." Ningyue said with a smile.
