Commanding Wind and Cloud

"It's the first time I use it." Enthusiastic fingers stroked the chessboard lightly: "I only have four teams of logistics troops. If I just serve as a reserve team behind the large army, the effect will not be great, so I want to take a gamble. I know it is a strategic highland. I just planned to go up and harass the teacher's army, so that you think our large army is coming. Then adjust the combat deployment..."

Nanmen nodded to Rong again and again, with a hint of caution and coldness gradually appearing in the corners of his brows: "I know, do you think of it as playing chess? If all the forty people under your command are living people, they are your friends, and you can exchange your life for the other's surviving comrades-in-arms, will you still take them to do this?"

Nanmen Xiangrong's quiet voice echoed in the classroom. All the fighter students who were still admiring their drive just turned cold, and lowered their heads and asked themselves, if they were on a real battlefield, would they really do that? With life and death brothers, comrades-in-arms and friends who can exchange their lives, knowing that they are going to die, will they still be allowed to do so?

The fingers that moved vigorously on the chessboard paused slightly. If it was really on the battlefield, as the leader of the logistics team...

"Boy, the first time a person uses this war chess, it can best reflect a person's character." Nanmen Xiangrong walked off the podium and stood in front of Ke Jin and said indifferently: "You only have four teams of support soldiers, but you are still advancing lightly. Maybe you think you are just playing, and it doesn't matter. In fact, it reflects that you are not reconciled in your heart, you don't want to admit defeat, no matter what the situation is, you don't want to lose."

"I don't want to lose..." Chewing Nanmen Xiangrong's words vigorously, my heart suddenly became brighter, I really don't like to lose! Even without awakening the power of the bloodline, I still want to follow the life path of a warrior, I just don't want to lose to those who have activated the power of the bloodline!

"Don't admit defeat, don't admit defeat, don't want to lose." Nanmen Xiangrong walked slowly on the road between the two rows of desks: "This is your true inner thoughts. Dare to take risks, and it has also taken root in your subconscious. But as a general, a commander..."

Nanmen Xiangrong turned around to look at Mo Jin, raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger and shook it slightly left and right: "You are not qualified! Soldiers are born for war, but not for dying. On the battlefield, you played a lot for the war but died. Others will only remember you survived. The general who presides over this war will not remember you."

"During the war, outsiders may not be able to see the status and merits you exchanged with the lives of your subordinates. But..." Nanmen Xiangrong's small eyes suddenly burst into light like a sharp sword, as if his eyes could really pierce a person's body, which made Mo Jin's body tremble slightly, reminding him of the sword-like aura of Teacher Enlak in the endless world.

"The comrades who are alive beside you can be seen by other soldiers! They won't help you anymore!" Nanmen Xiangrong smiled coldly: "The commander is obliged to win the war, but the commander is also obliged to minimize the casualties of his soldiers. When you don't value the lives of your soldiers and only pursue victory or defeat. What is the difference between you and a butcher?"

"This is a military academy! This is not a slaughterhouse." Nanmen Xiangrong glanced at every student present: "If one day, you walk out of the academy and enter the battlefield of humans and demons, and become commanders who pursue victory and defeat, completely disregarding the lives of soldiers, you will throw away your graduation certificate from the Conquest Academy! If you can't accept this idea, then go to another academy!"

"For example..." Nanmen Xiangrong put on a cold and mocking smile of contempt on his face: "The great Shendu War Academy, which has produced a large number of famous generals!"

The classroom was so quiet that everyone's breathing could be heard clearly. Everyone was bowing their heads and meditating on Nanmen Xiangrong's words. The dumb Tiance rarely put away his folding fan, and looked at Nanmen Xiangrong with admiration.

"I can't..." Gan Jin suddenly looked up at Nanmen Xiangrong and shook his head lightly: "If it wasn't a game of chess just now, but a real war, I couldn't do it..."

Nanmen Xiangrong patted his energetic shoulder: "Next time, don't treat this place as a war game. This is a battlefield! At the end of the battlefield, only those who survived will be recorded, and they are the so-called famous generals! Only when the system is still alive, can it become a famous army! Those systems that disappeared in order to reverse the direction of the war will only be ruthlessly cleared."

Mo Jin looked down at the chessboard in thought. If this is the case, then he only has four teams of logistics soldiers in his hands. What should he do? Just stay behind? Watching other fighters fight on the battlefield of humans and demons?

No! Momentum suddenly raised his head: "Teacher, this is just a chess game."

Nanmen Xiangrong walked towards the door of the classroom with his hands behind his back, his legs stopped in mid-air, he slowly retracted and turned around, staring silently at the motivation.

The quiet atmosphere in the classroom makes people feel oppressed. Some students even want to whisper their enthusiasm and admit their mistakes to the teacher first. Now this feeling is really uncomfortable.

One second...two seconds...five seconds...fifteen seconds...one minute...

Nanmen Xiangrong turned around silently, walked out of the classroom slowly, and everyone felt an indescribable relaxation in spirit, but not all relaxation, as if a stone weighing one hundred catties had been pressed on their chests, but now only fifty catties were left.

Even if the teacher left, the silent look in his eyes before he left was still like a stone, pressing heavily on everyone's chest. Lilizago smiled faintly and shook his head again and again looking at the energetic back. It seemed that he was really just lucky to make the game just now. This person didn’t understand the true essence of war chess at all. The chessboard is the battlefield, and the real famous generals can decide the outcome of the war by sitting in the big tent of the army and issuing orders. This is like a chessboard, without any difference.

Mu Ne Tiance watched as he sat back on his seat and nodded his head while earnestly looking at the chessboard manual: "What a confident person."

"confidence?"

Several trainees of Mune Tiance looked at Mune Tiance curiously.

"Of course I am confident." Mu Ne Tiance rubbed the fan with his fingers: "The words you just said are telling the teacher. The chessboard is the chessboard, because it is not the real him on the chessboard. The him on the battlefield is definitely not the number on the chess pieces, which can be calculated clearly. He is really an interesting person..."

"Interesting, so interesting!" Nanmen Xiangrong walked in the promenade outside the classroom. His face had long since lost the gloomy silence before. A happy smile was active in every wrinkle. It was wrong to deliberately sacrifice the team, but the idea of ​​daring to throw away everything from the logistics soldiers and rush forward is still worthy of praise.

"Especially the forwardness shown in the battle, the taste of advancing." Nanmen Xiangrong swung his seemingly dry arm vigorously: "As a general, if you don't know how to attack, you will be in trouble. And his last sentence, war chess is war chess..."

"Tsk tsk..." Nanmen Xiang Rong shook his head again and again: "I'm really full of confidence! Originally, I just wanted to discuss with the principal and transfer him to the command department, but now it seems that I have to strongly demand it. Although command seems to be very risky, if there is not even an adventurous commander in an army, how can this army still have vitality? What kind of future can an ordinary soldier mix among the bloodline fighters with personal combat power?"

"If he can always maintain this state..." Nanmen Xiangrong put his chin in his hand, "I do have a chance to challenge the first person in the first-year command system, that girl Su Muping of the extreme pushing style."

"Qiantu..." Passionately touched the thin lines on the chessboard: "If Fentu Kuangge is here, I think it will be very good, right?"

Lilizago looked at the motivation curiously. If he was really lucky before, how would the information of the two hundred generals be explained? Did this person really read a lot of military materials? If this is the case... I will find a way to notify my family, and at a huge price, I will also accept him as a follower!

There is such a follower... Lilizago looked at the enthusiasm thoughtfully, and it would be a great help in the battlefield of humans and demons in the future.

"Personal combat strength, information about famous generals, and adaptability on the battlefield." Mu Ne Tiance shook his folding fan lightly, looking at the points he got from the deduction not long ago, and now the top five people are all his subordinates. Will this drive break this state?

After a ten-minute break between classes, it was time to analyze the history of the Continental War.

He listened attentively to the teacher's lectures, nodding lightly from time to time. The courses of the Conquest Academy were much better than expected. This place not only explained the famous big battles that everyone knew, but also paid more attention to the analysis of small wars on local battlefields.

In this world, not everyone can become the commander in chief of an entire army. More officers are low-level officers who lead ten, twenty, or even hundreds of people.

These officers are the backbone of the entire army, and no one can guarantee that at a critical moment in a war, the impromptu response of these low-level officers will play a big role in the final war.

The whole morning, I sat in the classroom energetically, listening to the lectures of various teachers, some of which I have already learned, and some of which I have never learned at all.

Even those things that have been seen in the notes of the predecessors, under the analysis of all the wisdom of these professional teachers, are often more in place than those of the Gan family. It can always inspire people more, or compare them with the records in the notes, and get more reasoning.

Walking out of the classroom with enthusiasm, some couldn't believe that this was the Zhanzheng Academy, and thought that the soldiers of the Zhanzheng Academy were working hard to improve their fighting spirit and fighting skills under the supervision of the teacher.

"Hehe...that's also..." He smiled self-deprecatingly, if it was just a practice to improve his personal combat power, why bother to come to the academy? Except for those who have no money in the family, the children of those big families don't need to come here at all, and being at home is not necessarily inferior to practicing personal strength here.