Chapter 92: The Counterattack

  When Er Tianming heard that Zishao had lost to Zizhibai, a hundred buckets of Měng Hǔ wine, he flashed a brilliant light. You know, Měng Hǔ wine is not cheap on the Maya continent! A bucket of Měng Hǔ wine can cost up to ten gold coins, and usually these generals want to try it out. They have to pay for it themselves, and each time there is a limited amount. This is still after Lěng Xiāoyō arrived and the Tiān Jūn Tuán changed. Otherwise, with the previous military expenses that barely made ends meet, not to mention two hundred gold coins, even twenty gold coins might not be affordable for Fēng Tiānming. However, the situation has changed now. Since Lěng Xiāoyō came up with a few ideas, the Tiān Jūn Tuán's military expenses have increased greatly, and they have started to pay the soldiers' salaries. Ordinary soldiers get one silver coin per month, high-ranking Bǎifǔzhǎng get ten silver coins, Qiānfǔzhǎng get one hundred silver coins, Tuánzhǎng get five gold coins, and as a general, Huáng Tāo gets ten gold coins.

  At this moment, Feng Tianming heard Young Master's words and his face turned urgent: "Young Master, is there anything else? Just say it directly."

  "If you lose?" Coldly smiled and said: "You two teams will have no wine for half a year. How about that?"

  "Alright, let's make a bet." Feng Tianming immediately responded, using half a year's worth of wine to bet on one hundred barrels of fierce tiger wine. As for how this account was calculated, Feng Tianming felt that he had the better end of the deal.

  "Alright, it's settled then." Lan Xiang's smile at the corner of his mouth became even more pronounced.

  Standing beside Leng Xiao Yao, Ping Fan also saw the smile at the corner of Leng Xiao Yao's mouth and thought to himself: "Alas! Another poor kid is done for." Because Ping Fan was very familiar with Leng Xiao Yao's signature smile now. Every time he sparred with Leng Xiao Yao, whenever Leng Xiao Yao's mouth curled up into this smile, he would become flustered.

  Three days later, the five thousand men of the Tiger Troop gathered neatly on the right side of the training ground. On the left side of the training ground, two teams also gathered, but at this time, the soldiers in these two teams all looked confused and puzzled, wondering why their team leader had called them together today. There hasn't been any war recently, has there?

  The sound of footsteps rang out. The soldiers on the training ground immediately fell silent, and saw Leng Xiang walking onto the high platform of the training ground with a group of generals.

  Leng Xiao stood on the high platform, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Everyone is still unclear what today's gathering is about!" The soldiers on the training ground heard Leng Xiao's words, and the soldiers of the Hu Ben team were quietly waiting. In their hearts, there was only obedience to orders, no habit of questioning, while on the other hand, the two armies led by Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei made a small commotion, which showed the great difference between the two groups of soldiers.

  "Silence." Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei simultaneously let out a loud roar, finally suppressing the voices of their subordinates.

  "This time we have prepared a rehearsal match."

  "What's a mock match?" The soldiers on the entire training ground touched their heads in confusion, what does this mean?

  Leng Xiao Yao saw the puzzled expressions on the two teams' faces and smiled faintly, saying: "It's very simple. Today, the Tiger Team will have a match against you two teams."

  "No way!" Leng Xiao's voice fell, and the two groups of people immediately raised their voices in doubt. What kind of international joke is this? They actually want 100,000 troops to compete with 5,000 troops, isn't that just asking for a beating?

  Leng Xiao Yao saw the reaction of these two groups of people, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He pressed his hand and said: "That's right, you heard that correctly. Today, it will be up to your two groups and the Mop Tiger Team to have a forest battle trial. The rules will be read out by your team leader Feng Tianming later. Is there anything else?"

  Leng Xiao Yao finished speaking, and saw that the training ground was quiet, not knowing whether the two groups of one million people were frightened or disdainful. Leng Xiao Yao saw no dissenting opinions, so he gave Feng Tian Ming a look, indicating for him to read out the competition rules he had come up with last night.

  In the mountains behind the Heavenly Army's camp, this is the closest to the deep mountains, a boundless and dense forest, naturally it is the best place for a forest battle, and today the Heavenly Army and the Ferocious Tigers' competition will be held here.

  Leng Xiao Yao stood on the high slope of the half-mountain waist with a group of generals from the Heavenly Army, looking at the trial that had already begun below, each with an expression of watching a good show.

  With a cool and leisurely "start" just now, the fierce tiger thinks that the attacking side has started to unfold a battle for forest control.

  Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei's expressions gradually turned ugly as time passed, because within three hours, the casualties of their two armies had already exceeded 40,000, while the Tiger Troop had lost less than 300 men. What a huge difference!

  Leng Xiao Yao saw this battle situation, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on his face. He slightly shook his head, because he could see that the more than 200 members of the Tiger Squad who were forced to retreat from the battlefield had clearly been too careless and were caught off guard by the two troops, which shouldn't have happened.

  At this ordinary moment, his heart was also shocked. He had been to the Tianjun Army base for half a year. From the time he arrived at the Tianjun Army base, he found that the combat effectiveness of the soldiers in the Tianjun Army was above that of the Fa team. If it weren't for Leng Xiao's "gift"

  If the two sides were to withdraw their troops, they would probably be destroyed by the heavenly army. However, he never expected that the 5,000-strong Tiger Troop, under the training of Leng Xiao Yao, had been trained for half a year and each one could fight against ten or more people. Such a combat team was probably not inferior to an ordinary national military unit.

  "Damn it, these bastards! Normally they're told to work harder and train more, but they never listen. Now look at the state we're in!" The loud and clear voice of General Feng Tianming rose up, his face ashen with rage as he glared at several thousand-man commanders in front of him, his expression one of bitter disappointment.

  Zhang Fei was also furious, scolding the several thousand-year-old men in front of him who had been "killed". I guess that if it weren't for Leng Xiang and Huang Tao being there, these two treasures would have joined forces to beat people up.

  "Captain, it's not that we didn't try our best, but the brothers of the Tiger Team are just too despicable. They're all about sneak attacks, and we can't defend against them!" One of the centurions, seemingly goaded by the captain, blurted out his own failure.

  "Sneak attack?" Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei were stunned for a moment before stopping their non-stop "educational" drinking.

  Huang Tao's face, which had been smiling, suddenly turned serious as he heard his subordinate's words of grievance. He shouted: "You must remember your identity! Sneak attack? Do you know that if this were a battlefield now, all four million of you would already be dead? Who told you about noble demeanor on the battlefield? Who told you about being open and honest? Throw away those damned noble manners of yours, or I won't mind kicking you directly out of the Tianjun Corps!"

  "Yes, General," said the chiliarch, seeing the general's angry expression, and hastily replied.

  After Huang Tao finished speaking, Leng Xiao Yao's expression turned serious and he said: "Everyone, remember that we are currently bandits. To put it bluntly, we are the bad guys. We are not aristocrats who talk about being upright and honorable. War only cares about victory; no one will ever care about the methods used in war. Remember this: if you continue to act like aristocrats, I, Leng Xiao Yao, dare say that next time on the battlefield, the first one to fall will absolutely be you."

  "Yes, young master," replied Huang Tao and others beside Leng Xiao Yao in unison.

  "A good sentence only looks at success or failure, not the reason." Ping Fan suddenly laughed, as if this sentence had made him understand some difficult problem.

  Leng Xiao Yao smiled slightly and turned to walk towards the Tian Jun base, softly saying: "The outcome has already been decided, there's no need to watch anymore, I'll leave first."

  An ordinary face revealed a faint smile and immediately followed, as the sword saint's peak cultivation person, he had already seen the situation on the forest battlefield clearly, so there was no need to stay behind, and Liu Hao and Wang Fu, these guards naturally also followed their master to leave.

  Huang Tao shook his head helplessly, then stretched out his hand and patted the shoulders of Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei: "You two reflect on yourselves well. After the end of the competition, you two teams summarize your failures and give me a summary tomorrow. I'll leave first."

  In the end, only the commanders of the ten teams of the Tianjun Division were left in the arena to watch this match. However, less than an hour after Leng Xiangyang left, the battle was over, and the Huque team won the game at the cost of "killing" more than a thousand people.

  "Awesome, really strong!" Fēng Tiān Míng and others saw the data transmitted from below, each of them couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The victory gained at the cost of over a thousand casualties for ten million troops was indeed shocking to many people.

  "Looks like we'll have to go through a tough time for half a year," Zhang Fei said with a dejected expression.

  "Alas!" Feng Tianming's face was filled with regret, and then he suddenly seemed to remember something, his face revealing a bitter expression as he said: "Old Zhang, this isn't anything yet, have you forgotten what the general said?"

  Zhang Fei heard these words from Feng Tianming, and his already disheartened face became even more disheartened. He grasped his hair with both hands and started scratching it wildly, shouting: "Summarize, summarize! How can I, a rough and uneducated man, use my brain?!

  Feng Tianming heard Zhang Fei's angry roars and his already disheartened heart became even more depressed. He couldn't help but raise his middle finger to the sky and curse: "Go summarize!"

  "Come on, old buddy, let's go have a drink and vent our frustrations."

  "Drinking? Alright, let's go drink, damn it, there's still so much to take care of! How are we going to report to the general tomorrow?" Feng Tianming and Zhang Fei walked shoulder to shoulder, chatting as they went.

  "What? Why won't you sell us wine?" Zhang Fei furiously grabbed the soldier in charge of wine cellar sales and roared.

  The soldier glared at by Zhang Fei turned pale and stuttered: "It's the general's order. For half a year, your wine is not allowed to be sold. The general also said that if you have any opinions, go find him directly!" After Zhang Fei and Feng Tianming let out a depressed roar, the two of them turned around and left the wine cellar.

  Half an hour later, in the waist of the mountain behind, two figures sat on the ground with a gloomy expression and started drinking plain water.