Luck is useless! Meyer repeated... In the military training of the Celestial Empire, luck is useless!
No, it is still of some use. As long as there are a few clouds in the sky to block the sunlight, Mayer will be thankful.
During the four hours this afternoon, Meyer had a deep experience of what hell was like.
She stood on the training ground for four full hours. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and the sun shining on her neck caused Meyer to feel a burning pain.
Meyer did not undergo any of the Shadow Society's death training during these four hours, and she didn't even have the chance to pick up a weapon.
For four hours, all she did was stand at attention, look to the right, stand at ease, turn right, turn left...
What on earth is this thing for
Meyer had been thinking about this problem for the past four hours, and so had everyone receiving military training on the training ground.
Her tolerance level was at least enough to endure this humiliating training method for four hours.
But the noble generals led by Skare and Xiu Enzhe could not bear it anymore.
During these four hours, people kept complaining, "What the hell is this for!"
The instructors from China had no intention of forcing them to stay. Those trainees who could not endure the harsh training and sat on the ground, as well as those who complained loudly, were all able to leave the training ground smoothly, but they had to shout out their names before leaving.
As a member of the first team, Meyer was still relatively intact. Her brother saw that she persevered, so he gritted his teeth and persevered as well. Most of the people in other teams had left.
Finally, when Mayer felt that her legs were no longer her own, the most burly general in her team, General Goron, could no longer bear it.
"I! Damn it!" He swallowed the words in his throat when he was halfway through saying it.
Because Maurice III was also standing next to the training ground watching him. If he gave up this somewhat absurd training, there might not be any punishment. But for the nobles who were too concerned about their reputation, just having their humiliation witnessed by the king was an unacceptable punishment.
What really shook Goron was a seal that landed in front of Morris III.
This seal was the crystal spirit brought by Xiu Enzhe. The seal landed in front of Morris III and used its short tail fin to pull the corner of Morris III's clothes.
"Something big has happened!" the seal kept shouting.
"Crystal Spirit, what's wrong?" Morris III wanted to bend down to talk to the seal, but he felt dizzy.
Maurice III had been standing in the sun for four hours and was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed. The Skarre Archon Mela next to him had already opened a parasol in humiliation.
"The Principality of Leslota has declared war on us."
"The God of War can no longer wait? Very good! Let's start the war! Crystal Spirit, send a message to my border guards and have them prepare for battle."
Maurice III had already prepared for the invasion of the Principality of Leslota.
The Principality of Leslota is supported by the Far South Empire. He has been on guard against and fearing the invasion of the Far South Empire for the past year.
But a year later, Morris III not only had no fear of the Far South, but was even a little eager to try.
"I must tell the contractor quickly." After notifying his own king, Seal planned to tell Lucheng the news as well.
It bounced on the ground on its belly, trying to reach the road city in this way.
The seal had not taken two steps when it was stopped by Morris III.
"It is our job to fight against the enemy. It is too shameful to rely on the assistance of other countries all the time."
Maurice III did not intend to ask for support from the Celestial Empire this time. He knew that the Celestial Empire would not help them unconditionally. If it was only the army of the Principality of Leslota, Xiu Enzhe would be fully capable of dealing with it.
"But…"
"No buts, Crystal Spirit, this war will definitely satisfy the gods." Morris III said to the seal solemnly, "Even if you tell the contractors, they will not help us unconditionally unless it is an invasion by blood crystal beasts."
The seal scratched its head with its tail fin and felt that what Maurice III said made sense, so it turned into pieces and disappeared in front of the king.
Is the Far South Empire finally planning to take action against Xiu Enzhe
Meyer clearly heard the conversation between Morris III and the seal. Meyer had always known something about the conquest plan of the Far South.
Once Xiu Enzhelai is conquered by the Principality of Leslota, they and Scarre will be next.
The war was not far away from them. Thinking of this, Meyer straightened his back again.
… … …
When the exchange meeting at the ecological park was over, Lu Cheng found the Shadow Sage alone and asked about the letter from Emperor Peisif.
"Has the letter to Earl Lionheart been sent?" Lu Cheng just received a bad news from the seal... Leslota declared war on Xiu Enzhelai.
Lu Cheng did not convey this news to Nancy, but in Lu Cheng's eyes, the purpose of Yuannan launching this war... may not just be to conquer Xiu Enzhe.
"Not yet." The Shadow Sage took out the letter that Persif had asked her to pass on. "Lord Lucheng, do you have any other plans?"
"Let me think... would you allow me to add some more content to it?"
Lu Cheng carefully asked about this proposal... which might touch the bottom line of the Shadow Sage.
"Depends on what you want to add, Lord Lucheng, I am on the side of the Secret Order, not the side of Persif and Far South."
The meaning of the Shadow Sage's words is no longer clear. As long as it does not endanger the Secret Society, it doesn't matter how Lu Cheng modifies the letter.
As for whether Earl Lionheart believed in Lu Cheng's notes, that was secondary.
"It has nothing to do with the Secret Society. It's the two countries of Xiu En Zhe Lai and Leslota."
Lu Cheng took the letter, found a table and sat down, took out a pen and paper and began to imitate Persif's handwriting.
At first, Lu Cheng's imitation was not very similar, but after Lu Cheng tried it for about five consecutive times, Lu Cheng was able to write in the same handwriting as Peisif.
"Have you received training in this area?" There was a hint of surprise in the Shadow Sage's voice.
"Aren't you also in charge of intelligence for the Secret Society? Why don't you have this skill?" Lu Cheng began to quickly write down some instructions from 'Persif' to Count Lionheart with a black water-based pen.
"We all use magic to disguise the handwriting."
The Shadow Sage said to Lu Cheng in a slightly embarrassed tone.
"Okay... don't worry about it." Lu Cheng spent half an hour adding some extra content to Emperor Persif's letter, if Count Lionheart was really as 'loyal' as Emperor Persif believed.
The war between Leslota and Xiu Enzhe will go in another... strange direction.