Monarch of Evernight: Seventy-three Suppressions

bsp;Qianye has seen a lot of battles and factional fights in the military. He decided to remain unchanged in the face of changes. He walked to the side of the fighting field and watched the fighting without saying a word.

The two warriors quickly decided the winner. One of them suddenly used a secret technique, which greatly increased his speed and strength. He immediately had an overwhelming advantage and knocked his opponent to the ground in the blink of an eye. But his heroic state only lasted for a minute before he became extremely weak.

The onlookers were noisy, some were annoyed, some were happy, paying bills and collecting money from each other, willing to admit defeat. In the blink of an eye, two more people were gearing up and planning to end the fight.

Seeing this, Qianye finally spoke: "Stop for a moment. All the people from the forward battalion should line up on the playground!"

Qianye's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire camp, and even the people in the barracks could hear it clearly. This strength is extraordinary, and almost everyone's expressions suddenly changed slightly. Some even looked at Qianye with cold eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Qianye glanced at the soldiers of the forward battalion and sneered: "I am the new commander of the first battalion, Qianye. Why, no one here knows me? No one?"

Wherever his eyes passed, some familiar people subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at Qianye. Since Qianye has an impression of them, they should be veterans who have participated in **** battles. Qianye can pretend to be confused when he didn't ask about it. Now he openly puts the question on the table and pretends not to know each other, but a few explanations are not enough. The prevarication is passable.

The situation fell silent for an instant, and the playground was silent. No one answered, and no one took the initiative to line up.

Qianye didn't seem to be in a hurry. He even lit a cigarette and smoked it silently, looking thoughtful.

However, the more silent he became, the more nervous everyone became. The soldiers of the Zhao clan who came from the Western Continent only heard rumors, but the veterans who came out of the **** battle actually knew that this was a murderer. It's just that the situation at hand is the Zhao family's housework. To those children named Zhao and their vassals for generations, Qianye is an outsider.

At this moment, Qianye mentally listed his possible opponents in the Zhao clan. So far, the only person he has openly offended is Zhao Fenglei, and perhaps some people from Yan Guogong's family.

However, the enemies behind the scenes are not certain. Only Zhao Weihuang ascended to the position of the leader of the clan as a side branch, and now Zhao Jundu is sweeping everything, which is enough to make countless enemies for Cheng En Gong and his family. Qianye is now included in this branch, and he does not have the status of Zhao Junhong, so it is natural for him to be ostracized.

Besides, there has always been strife among the high-ranking officials. Maybe Qianye had not offended anyone, but he had unintentionally blocked the way of many people by occupying a spot in Zhao Jundu's palace for no reason. Among the clans, this reason alone is enough to constitute a deep hatred.

Qianye suddenly felt a little irritated. He had no interest in political intrigues. He asked to enter the forward camp just to earn more military merits, and at the same time, he could try his best to reduce the number of Zhao clan warriors who were in the most dangerous position on the battlefield. Only casualties. Now that a war is imminent, there are still people fighting for power and stirring up trouble at this juncture, which makes Qianye very disgusted.

Qianye has always had a simple and somewhat naive idea in his heart. He wants to make military achievements for the empire as quickly as possible in exchange for an amnesty order. Then one day when the identity of the Nighteye vampire family is revealed, even if he can no longer stay in the territory of the empire, , you can also leave safely.

In the blink of an eye, the cigarette in his hand burned to the end, and there was still no response from Qianye. Qianye flicked the cigarette **** to the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and said coldly: "Let me ask you for the last time, is there not a single person from the forward battalion here?"

This is equivalent to tearing off all faces, and it is no longer a situation that ordinary soldiers can handle.

The imposing man on the opposite side of the fighting arena finally said: "Master Qianye, all the brothers from the first forward battalion have applied to join my second battalion, so no one answered, which is normal."

Qianye's eyes finally fell on him, he looked up and down carefully and said, "Who are you?"

The big man said: "I am Zhao Guanwei. I have been fighting on the front line of the Western Continent in the past. I have fought many battles with rebels and dark races. I have also seen some earls, marquises and so on. I was lucky enough to survive. Bloody battles and so on. , but there is no time to participate. After all, it is a battlefield for young people to experience. It is only now that the Empire has the opportunity to come to Yongye to experience it."

Zhao Guanwei's words may sound polite on the surface, but they are actually equivalent to saying that **** battles are just children's games because of hierarchical suppression, and cannot be regarded as real battles.

Qianye's face suddenly darkened. He looked at Zhao Guanwei coldly and decided not to save him any face.

From the beginning to the end of the **** battle, Qianye experienced life and death several times. His comrades and brothers around him fell in pieces, and the Zhao clan soldiers also suffered heavy casualties. This war, starring the younger generations of the two camps, fully fits the title of **** war. It is even more brutal than the frontline battlefields of the Empire.

With so many experiences and so many people sleeping forever, how could they be so insulted by Zhao Guanwei?

Qianye let out a long breath, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Guanwei, and said: "In the army, it is important to go into battle to kill the enemy. Everything depends on the ability of the men. Come on, you and I will have a fight here. Whoever loses will get out. Go to the forward camp. I want to see what confidence you, a mere eleventh-level general, have to block my way!"

Zhao Guanwei was immediately stunned. He did not expect Qianye to be so straightforward. But after hearing Qianye's words, he suddenly became angry and laughed: "Okay, since I, an eleventh-level warrior, am not qualified, then let me see what you, a tenth-level warrior, are capable of! ”

As he spoke, he strode forward, stood ten meters away in front of Qianye, moved his hands, and said: "I won't take advantage of you, so I will use these fists to teach you a lesson. What kind of guy do you have? Just use it!”

Zhao Guanwei rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of alloy arm guards under his clothes. The arm guard is very thick, with several sharp thorns protruding from it. It can be used as a weapon or an arm shield. It is obvious that most of his abilities are in this arm guard, and he is taking the path of melee combat.

Qianye was too lazy to argue with him about who had the greater advantage. Dongyue was in hand and without taking out his sheath, he arrived in front of Zhao Guanwei in one step.

Qianye inserted Zhongyue's scabbard into the ground in front of Zhao Guanwei. Following this extremely simple action, the entire playground suddenly sounded like the sound of thunderous roaring waves of the sea!

Under the suppressive power of the sea, the group of forward battalion soldiers who were closer suddenly staggered and fell in pieces. Only a few who were fierce enough could barely stand. After coming back to their senses, their faces immediately changed. He stepped back palely.

Zhao Guanwei, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, turned blue and red, and his joints were rattling. It looked like he could barely stand, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back. The soldiers in the forward battalion only withstood the aftermath of the power of the sea. More than half of the suppression force was concentrated on Zhao Guanwei. One can imagine the pressure he endured.

Qianye didn't hold anything back in this attack and used all his strength. Seeing that Zhao Guanwei was able to withstand the attack, he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. However, he reached out and pushed, and Dongyue tilted down like a pillar of heaven, pressing down on Zhao Guanwei.

As soon as Dongyue moved, there was a faint sound of thunder in the air. Wherever Qianye's thoughts moved, there was a ray of void force directly blessing Dongyue, and the power of this pressure instantly increased a lot.

Zhao Guanwei’s expression changed drastically, he crossed his arms and tried his best to hold Dong Yue back. However, Dongyue's castration only slowed down slightly, but he still suppressed it unstoppably. Zhao Guanwei shouted three times, his face flushed with redness after each shout, but he could not stop Dongyue at all. His knees made a crunching sound, and finally he could no longer hold on. He knelt heavily on the ground with a thump, and his arms hung limply at his sides, unable to exert any more strength.

In this seemingly simple press, Qianye had actually used some of the preliminary skills of moving the void force inherited from the embers of the ghost clones and ancient essences. Therefore, the power was greatly increased, not only pressing Zhao Guanwei to his knees. He couldn't help but directly defeated his body-protecting force.

Qianye moved his hand, Dongyue stopped in mid-air, and then the sword edge popped out a little, and the blade happened to rest on the side of Zhao Guanwei's neck. With just a slight sideways movement, Zhao Guanwei's head fell to the ground.

"How is it?" Qianye asked calmly.

Zhao Guanwei looked extremely pale. He never thought that he would lose so quickly and so miserably. He moved his mouth several times before gritting his teeth and saying, "I lost!"

"Very good!" Qianye put away Dongyue and said: "Since you lost, pack your things and get out of here immediately. As for where you want to go in the future, tell the Duke yourself, then It’s not my business anymore.”

Zhao Guanwei struggled to stand up, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Qianye hatefully and said, "Okay, you can do it, let's see!"

He shouted to the surrounding forward battalion soldiers: "Brothers who are willing to follow me, Zhao Guanwei, let's go! We won't be left here, there are plenty of places to stay in other camps!"

Qianye's expression remained unchanged. He waited until Zhao Guanwei finished shouting before Dongyue reached out like lightning, tapped his abdomen gently, and then slowly withdrew.

Dongyue flew like lightning, but when it was withdrawn, it was as solid as a mountain. It seemed that he was doing it gently, but Zhao Guanwei covered his abdomen with both hands, his expression was dull, and he slowly knelt down again and curled up into a ball. This time he couldn't even scream.

"Want to start a mutiny? You really don't want to die fast enough!" Qianye sneered, raising his head and scanning the group of forward battalion soldiers in front of him. Several people had already followed Zhao Guanwei when he raised his arms. At this moment, Qianye shouted As soon as it was swept, everyone's face turned pale.

"This is the first time I know that the Zhao clan manages the army so casually, and the troops in separate battalions can form themselves without military orders." As soon as Qianye said this, the faces of those people turned a little pale.

Zhao Clan is very strict in running the army and has a mountain of military orders. Zhao Guanwei has accumulated countless achievements and has others to rely on, so he dares to challenge Qianye under the guise of discussing with each other. They do not have the confidence to do so. If Qianye continues to have attacks, he may even lose his life. Can't keep it.

When Qianye looked away from these people, they were already sweating profusely, as if they had just escaped from death. "Without my order, anyone who dares to step out of the vanguard camp will be punished as a deserter during the war and will be shot without mercy!"

The whole place was silent, even those officers at the rank of colonel lowered their heads.

If Qianye established his authority in the battle with Zhao Guanwei and showed no mercy, showing force, then the following two sentences show that he knows nothing about running an army. Disobeying orders and deserting during wartime is not only a serious crime, but for the private soldiers of the family, it may even bring harm to their families.

PS: There will be another update later.