The next day, early in the morning, the sky was still a little dark.
Meng Yu stopped practicing. He didn't sleep last night. Meditation is the best way for magicians to rest. Meng Yu has rarely slept since he came to this world and learned to meditate.
Although he didn't sleep all night, he felt energetic all over his body, as if every cell exuded strong vigor and vitality.
After a little movement, there was a knock on the door. Ye Xiaoqi walked in with a few maids, carrying toiletries and breakfast. At the same time, she also brought Ye Zhuang's message. Twenty minutes later , Meeting at Ye Mansion, they are about to set off.
Because the Molin Empire is about to approach the city, as the Lord of Broken Blade City and also the highest military commander, he is undoubtedly the busiest one, so he must appear in the City Lord's Mansion on time after finishing Meng Yu's affairs to discuss Matters of war with the Empire of Morin.
For this war, they had prepared psychologically for a protracted war from the very beginning. Therefore, there were too many things to prepare for a protracted war, and they would lose this war because of a small negligence. War, which also makes the boring preparation work more important, and there is no room for sloppy.
After finishing breakfast quickly, Meng Yu met Ye Zhuang under the leadership of Ye Xiaoqi. At this time, Ye Zhuang was still fully armed as last night. Ye Zhuang's body really looked mighty and extraordinary.
Without extra words, Ye Zhuang gestured to Meng Yu, and ran forward first.
Yes, it's running. Is the time so tight
In less than ten minutes, with the speed of the two of them, they had almost reached the outermost edge of Duan Ren City, because Meng Yu saw the city wall while running.
When he was about to leave the city, the old man folded his body and rushed towards a corner of the city wall.
As he got closer, Meng Yu discovered that at the corner of the city wall, there was a gate a little bigger than the city gate. The gate was closed at this time, but there were orderly shouts from the gate from time to time.
Yes, this is a military camp, and the troops of Broken Blade City are stationed at these four corners. Under the leadership of the old man, Meng Yu walked in through the small gate on the side, only to find that there is another world inside, just like a city in the middle of the city. The size of a city is probably no less than a few hundred acres.
"The army of Broken Blade City is usually stationed in the four corners of the city. There are steps leading to the city wall in the four corners. Once a war breaks out, the soldiers can climb up the city wall as quickly as possible to fight."
After the old man came to the barracks, he also slowed down his pace. The patrolling soldiers who walked towards him from time to time saluted respectfully when they saw the old man, and the old man returned their salutes one by one.
Coming here, Meng Yu was also a little surprised. It seems that Ye Zhuang came to fulfill his promise and find him a teacher. "The master I introduced to you is the instructor of this army."
Meng Yu was not allowed to participate in the battle. The old man was obviously worried about Meng Yu's strength. Although Meng Yu's performance on the way back to Broken Blade City made him feel amazing, in his opinion, it was just due to his talent. If he can get systematic training, Meng Yu's performance will go up several steps, so he brought Meng Yu here.
"Instructor?" Meng Yu murmured silently in his heart, but he was somewhat puzzled. Although he could become an instructor, even if he was not the strongest in the army, he at least had a skill. However, no matter how powerful a person in the army can be Woolen cloth? A powerful person will not stay in the army.
Seemingly seeing the doubts in Meng Yu's heart, Ye Zhuang turned his head and smiled slightly: "This instructor used to be my good friend."
"Friend? It turns out that he is nepotism. I'm playing. Do I really want to learn from him?" Meng Yu murmured to himself.
Seeing Meng Yu's expression, Ye Zhuang smiled even more happily: "He used to be a high-level swordsman, but because he was seriously injured in a battle, his meridians were all broken, even bone-shaping pills can't do anything, I spent a lot He was only invited here at the price, and at least there is no problem teaching you this little guy."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked forward proudly.
As the two moved forward, their field of vision gradually widened, and a huge square appeared in Meng Yu's eyes. At this time, there were countless soldiers in the square doing morning exercises neatly. The shouts that Meng Yu heard just now were From this square.
Ye Zhuang was obviously familiar with this place, and he led Meng Yu to a hut made of wood and thatch. The hut was so simple that Meng Yu thought he had come to a slum, but the style of this hut was different from the one Meng Yu had lived in before. Ye Zhuang's hut on the edge of the Moray Desert is somewhat similar. It seems that the two are really friends.
Without knocking on the door, Ye Zhuang directly opened the door and walked in. After entering the hut, Meng Yu discovered that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. In this world, they really exist, because in the hut, no matter whether it is a beast on the ground The fur blanket and the luxurious big bed next to it all showed the astonishing wealth of the owner. Meng Yu had only seen such a bad taste in Zhang Nan.
It was on this luxurious big bed that Meng Yu saw the target of his trip, the military instructor—Gongsun Changfeng.
Looking at this person carefully, Meng Yu could hardly believe his eyes. In Meng Yu's mind, even if the instructors were not all Lin Chong's superb martial arts skills and suave manners, they wouldn't look like this!
The man in front of him is at least sixty years old, his face is covered with wrinkles left by the years, and a long and narrow scar extends from his right eye to his left chin, and the only remaining left eye is also covered by messy hair .
He is not tall, only about 1.8 meters tall. Among all the men from the Renault Empire that Meng Yu has seen, he is probably the shortest. He is not tall at all, and his back is bent like a shrimp , the whole person gave Meng Yu a wretched temperament.
After seeing Ye Zhuang bring Meng Yu in, this person lazily sat up from the bed, walked up to give Ye Zhuang a big hug, then came to the small table and picked up the wine pot and handed it to Ye Zhuang. He also took out a jug and drank it by himself, as if Meng Yu was not in his eyes at all.
And when he was walking, Meng Yu found that one of his legs was limping. If he had met him on the street, Meng Yu would have regarded him as a homeless man.
"This is the teacher Ye Zhuang introduced to me? Was he really a high-level swordsman?" Meng Yu stood blankly by the small door, doubting the world.
"I heard that you almost couldn't come back in the Morey Desert, tsk tsk, if you really can't come back, I'm going to go to hell to laugh at you. The Renault God of War back then, now he looks like a lost dog It's really embarrassing."
Gongsun Changfeng's words were as mean as his voice, his hoarse voice seemed to be leaking, staring at his wrinkled neck, Meng Yu wondered if his throat had been cut before.
Ye Zhuang didn't care about the old man Gongsun Changfeng's words, and after taking a sip of wine, he smiled and said: "Then you probably have no chance, I am still standing in front of you, and those little boys who blocked me Guys, you have closed your eyes forever, and you will never have a chance to open them, so I am really sorry to make your wish come true."
"It's really a pity, otherwise those old guys down there might make you jump out of the mound laughing."
The old man Gongsun Changfeng sighed regretfully.
"Hehe, I hope that when I go to the underworld, I won't run into them."
Ye Zhuang took a big sip of wine, then put down the jug: "Okay, time is running out now, I have nothing to argue with you, this kid is the Meng Yu I mentioned to you, now I will give it to you, start That plan you've talked about so many times."
"Oh? Are you sure? Not just anyone is qualified, and not just anyone can do it."
Gongsun Changfeng only looked at Meng Yu slightly until then.
Ye Zhuang didn't answer the old man Gongsun's words, but turned to Meng Yu and asked, "Do you want to be the strongest warrior? Or a very strong warrior?"
"The strongest!" Meng Yu didn't hesitate at all. Although he didn't trust the sloppy old man in front of him, he believed in Ye Zhuang's vision. If he wanted revenge, how could being strong be enough
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