Chapter 1981: 191: Takeoff! Both the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick Are Mine (Part 4)

Chapter 1981: Chapter 191: Takeoff! Both the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick Are Mine (Part 4)

The legion exercise sand table is extremely detailed; the Legion Leader can even micro-manage at the war camp level. Of course, under normal circumstances, the Legion Leader wouldn’t engage in such micro-management.

A legion can consist of more than fifty thousand people, with a vast defense area, and just managing the overall situation is enough to give the Legion Leader a headache.

Of course, since the sand table was manufactured during the Divine Martial Era, the legion’s organization is naturally also based on the standards of the Divine Martial Era.

Fortunately, the military structure of the Immortal Dynasty is also based on that of the Divine Martial Era. A fully-staffed legion consists of about fifty to sixty thousand people, with nine to ten battalions, and a total of over a hundred war camps, making it fairly easy to command.

At this moment, the competition has begun. The “blue soldiers” and “red soldiers” on the sand table are moving frequently, completing the orders of their respective Commanders.

“The Seventh Battalion, reinforce the attack on the enemy-controlled ninth region.” Wang Ying Xuan stood in her command tent, looking at the crystal screen in front of her, calmly giving orders, “The Fifth and Ninth Battalions, flank from the left and right, forcibly taking the ninth region.”

As her voice fell, the little blue figures holding flags in the sand table began to move, clashing with the “red” soldiers in a “ping-pang” manner.

On the screen in front of her, the terrain within the sand table was displayed clearly, but many enemy-occupied areas were in a semi-misty state, requiring repeated reconnaissance to clear the fog.

Moreover, this fog-clearing state has a time limit. As the frequency of reconnaissance decreases, the fog will gradually close in again.

This is to ensure the Commander’s perspective is closer to the actual situation.

After all, in a real battlefield, Commanders don’t have the so-called “God’s perspective” and can only make judgments on the overall situation with the limited information they can gather.

At this moment, as the battle in the ninth region intensified, Zhao Tingjian couldn’t help but laugh triumphantly: “Wang Ying Xuan has indeed moved her main forces to the ninth region. Hahaha~ Although that girl is smart, she is ultimately too young. This time, as the Marshal, I will show her what ‘the world’s wickedness’ means!”

Earlier, Zhao Tingjian used various deceptive deployments to fully guide Wang Ying Xuan, making her mistakenly believe that the ninth region was his secret command center, luring her to concentrate her forces to take down his “command center” at once.

But in reality, the ninth region was just a decoy. His main battalion had already secretly penetrated the heart of Wang Ying Xuan’s territory, intending to capture her alive while her command center was empty with a tactic akin to a monkey stealing peaches!

Unexpectedly, before Zhao Tingjian’s laughter ended, his main battalion was ambushed from all sides while passing through the gorge.

Despite the red figures’ efforts to resist, the disparity in forces was too great. Shortly, the Sand Plate Artifact Spirit judged that his main battalion was completely annihilated.

Suddenly, Zhao Tingjian was dumbfounded.

After staying stunned for a while, he slammed the table in disbelief, roaring: “Sand Plate Artifact Spirit, I scout this gorge every day, so why has it been ambushed? Furthermore, wasn’t Wang Ying Xuan’s main force concentrated in the ninth region? How did they ambush this Marshal here?”

The Sand Plate Artifact Spirit’s voice was cold and emotionless: “The judgment made by this Artifact Spirit is based on the operations of both Legion Leaders, with no errors. Legion Leader Zhao Tingjian, your current win rate has dropped to nine percent; do you wish to continue?”

Nine percent win rate?

Zhao Tingjian slapped the table in anger, glaring fiercely, almost spitting blood.

With such a win rate, continue my foot, surrender it is~

He is quite a seasoned player in these legion-level sand table simulations, usually with a high win rate, intended to demonstrate to Wang Ying Xuan the disparity in their levels of legion command.

Indeed, initially, it was just as he anticipated; he comfortably crushed her in the first few rounds.

Who would have thought, in such a short time, they started contending back and forth, each winning and losing against the other?

In the last three matches, especially the last three matches, Zhao Tingjian unexpectedly experienced consecutive defeats.

With Zhao Tingjian conceding, the curtains of the command tent automatically opened.

Wang Ying Xuan swaggered into his tent with a group of strategists.

“Old Zhao, as they say, ‘seeming false means real, seeming real means false,’ you fell for it. I’ve already said, making me just a Deputy Legion Commander is underestimating my abilities. Consider promoting me to Vice Marshal; in the future, in this foreign battlefield, I’ll lead you to victory, capturing the Demonic God Hall, and marrying your old first love upon returning.” Wang Ying Xuan crossed her arms, looking at Zhao Tingjian with a face full of smug satisfaction and showmanship.

“Get out, now!” Zhao Tingjian finally couldn’t hold it anymore, shouting in anger and embarrassment, “Get back to your Seventh Battalion’s station and reflect for three months. Don’t come looking for me.”

With that, he didn’t even stay for a review and walked out of the command tent in a huff, hands behind his back.

For a moment, Zhao Tingjian felt a deep sense of misfortune in his heart.

It’s really tough for him~

Wang Ying Xuan and Wang Licui really are like the Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon of his command; with things going on like this, who knows whether it’s a blessing or a curse~~

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Meanwhile, as the winds of change swept across the foreign battlefield.

In the seas near the Tianji Continent.

A massive Yuan Water Azure Dragon suddenly flew over from afar, roaring across the sky above the sea.

This was an enormous dragon, with sapphire blue scales glistening under the sunlight. Its ferocious dragon head exuded majesty and awe, and its robust dragon body, stretching dozens of feet long, looked like a prehistoric beast. Soaring through the sky, it seemed to cover the sky and block out the sun.

Wherever it passed, a strong pressure of the Dragon Clan spread in all directions, causing all kinds of local overlords to scatter and not dare to show themselves.

Judging from the size and presence, it was clearly a Level Eleven Yuan Water Azure Dragon!

Attached to the side of this enormous and fierce Yuan Water Azure Dragon was a flying carriage, modest on the outside but comfortably furnished inside.

The carriage was not even as thick as the Yuan Water Azure Dragon’s body, hanging at the back unnoticeably; one might completely miss it if they weren’t paying attention.

It wasn’t until reaching a secluded, uninhabited island that the Yuan Water Azure Dragon, pulling the carriage, descended, its body flashing with light and transforming into a vigorous, spirited old man in a blue robe.

“Hahaha~ Master Shouzhe, was I fast or what?” He laughed heartily, looking at the flying carriage behind him.

A male voice with a hint of laughter came from the carriage: “Old Ancestor Azure Dragon indeed deserves the title as the strongest of the current Yuan Water Azure Dragon lineage. Your speed is truly impressive. Many thanks to Old Ancestor Azure Dragon this time.”

As he spoke, a white-clothed young man gracefully descended from the carriage.

Wearing a jade crown and a jade belt, his demeanor was gentle and composed, like the breeze in the mountains, naturally making others feel close to him. He was, conspicuously, the Wang Clan Leader Wang Shouzhe.

Behind him followed several people, all outstanding individuals of the Wang family’s younger generation, including Wang Anye, Wang Ningxi, as well as Wang Fugui and Wang Lixian.

Some were either incredibly lucky or exceedingly intelligent, while others, like Wang Fugui, were both smart and lucky. And of course, there was Lixian, the utilitarian tree.

Such an extravagant and lavish lineup was about the best configuration for the current Wang family, naturally signifying Wang Shouzhe’s mission was not a simple one.

Their goal this time was obvious.

It was the long-awaited instance of the Divine Martial Military Officer Training Academy for Wang Shouzhe. They were merely the vanguard unit here to explore the situation.

At this moment, even the usually calm and composed Wang Shouzhe couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.

One wonders what kind of Divine Martial “wool” they might shear from the Officer Academy this time?

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