Seeing that the group of trouble-provoking thorns were pulled apart by the centurions in each team, and then separated and re-installed them in different positions, Zhuang Mingyue coughed lightly.

The thousand-strong army, which was still noisy, fell asleep again with Zhuang Mingyue's light cough, and suddenly quieted down and set their eyes on Zhuang Mingyue's body.

I have to say that although this group of people are all thorns in the army, relatively speaking, since they can join the army, it is enough to show that they have their own set of ideas in their hearts.

In addition to this idea, disobedience to discipline made their idea more obvious.

Seeing that these people gradually quieted down, Zhuang Mingyue looked at everyone with a light smile, and said after a few breaths: "Everyone, since you can come out of the three armies and set up an army that is about to go to South Vietnam, it means that you are the last excellent." ”

In this group of disobedient thorns, there is no way that anyone will think that they are not good enough.

On the contrary, they believe that others are not as good as them, so they are extremely unpleasant to look at everyone so repeatedly, and they can't stop the other party's contemptuous look, and they will feel that the other party is provoking him.

And in this group of people's thoughts, in Zhuang Mingyue's eyes, it is not too much because of their own ability, and they can't help but have too much conceit.

So when Zhuang Mingyue saw this group of people, after listening to what she said, not only did she not feel half of the sense of identity, but she also felt that Zhuang Mingyue was looking down on them.

Among them, it is inevitable that some outspoken people will directly mention their inner thoughts along with this dissatisfaction, "This leading soldiers to fight has always been a matter of old men, you are a little girl who has not been out of the cabinet, it is best not to participate, otherwise when something happens, we will not have the energy to save you." ”

Since they can stay in this barracks as thorns, they have naturally never been afraid of offending people.

Therefore, for Zhuang Mingyue, the little girl who is about to become their leader, in addition to being very dissatisfied with this, they can't be interested in it at all.

After all, if you are a lion, you are about to go to the territory of the tiger and confront it, and at this time, the leader of your team is actually a weak little sheep, and it is still a female.

How could a group of people who thought they were lions surrender to the little sheep and willingly follow her to the tiger's lair?

And it is precisely because of this that their behavior did not cause Zhuang Mingyue to be half dissatisfied, let alone feel offended.

just maintained that smiling attitude, "What is the matter or not, you have to use strength to speak, since Your Majesty has promised me to lead you to South Vietnam and rescue the second prince." No matter how much dissatisfaction you have in your hearts, you have to endure it for me. ”

The people who were extremely dissatisfied with Zhuang Mingyue leading them to South Vietnam to save Long Yuan Xiuyi were facing this matter.

Now that they suddenly heard Zhuang Mingyue's rather rampant and unbridled rude words, they were all stunned.

Let's not talk about it

The women they see on a daily basis are all like their own mothers or sisters, even if they are not weak characters, they should not be so proud of them, more able to disobey etiquette than them.

But this kind of look only lingered for a short moment in everyone's faces, and then everyone quickly suppressed this surprised look.

still regained the appearance of the hanger above, and he never had a hint of surrender to Zhuang Mingyue as usual.

When she was about to choose these thorns at the beginning, Zhuang Mingyue didn't feel that she could train them well in just a few words and become an extremely sharp tiger destroying sword.

But in the current situation, there is naturally no way to give her more time to train these guys.

So it didn't take long for Zhuang Mingyue to embark on the journey to Nanyue with this group of thorns who still didn't obey each other.

Unlike the previous three armies participating in the war, they went to South Vietnam this time, and they were really only a thousand people, and because there was no logistics, everyone was divided into small teams of eight, whether it was a renovated light military shed or the necessary dry food needed by themselves, all of them were carried by themselves.

But in addition to this, Zhuang Mingyue also asked Caixia and Sanqing, as her reserve supply army, to take away far more abundant food than these soldiers, and even had dried meat and a big bowl of wine.

The attraction of drinking wine and eating meat in large bowls was sometimes far beyond their personal ambitions.

For people who need to travel every day and can only eat dry food, it is natural to imagine how attractive these beautiful things are.

But what Zhuang Mingyue wants is to make everyone greedy, and she can only see but can't eat it. On the contrary, only during this long journey, the soldiers whose training results were approved by her were able to enter Zhuang Mingyue's area to eat meat and drink wine with them.

Moreover, when the two countries have always been at war, they have always insisted on allowing the soldiers to be well supplied and rested, and only in this way will they have the fullest state when they stand on the battlefield.

But this is not what Zhuang Mingyue thinks. Since she had picked these extremely disobedient thorns to go on the expedition, she naturally wouldn't let them be able to hurry so safely.

Instead, it takes advantage of militarized management, constantly letting them carry the weight forward, but before they get close to the limit, let them stop and rest and recuperate. And under the effect of Sanqing drug conditioning, this kind of behavior that challenges their limits will not only not make them feel weak the next day, but will still be extremely full of energy in the end.

And wait until they are finished, and then continue to train them with this kind of militarized management.

Under Zhuang Mingyue's toss, the original thorns not only became much stronger, but also became aware of what help was under Zhuang Mingyue's training.

From the beginning of the hostile state of not obeying each other, these thorns actually relied on their own skills and Zhuang Mingyue's deliberate suppression, and faintly, among their thousands of people, they condensed into an army that was really tacit enough and trusted enough for each other.

By the time this army has enough strength to meet the South Vietnamese army,

Zhuang Mingyue, who had traveled a long distance, also led them to the edge of the border that was in full flames.

Zhuang Mingyue, who was stealth and among the bushes, raised her eyes and looked at a few centurions on her side, which she eliminated one by one with a hundred people, and carefully selected a few centurions.

The voice was suppressed to the lowest, but it was enough for the ten people around him to hear: "This is the first stop, the deployment of the South Vietnamese army here, you have already taken it into your mind, and we will play guerrilla warfare with them tomorrow as we planned tonight." ”

The ten centurions who were also hiding beside Zhuang Mingyue nodded when they heard this, and there was a hint of playful smile in their eyes.

Even if this group of people didn't have any convincing intentions for a woman like Zhuang Mingyue from the beginning, during this time, with their in-depth understanding of Zhuang Mingyue, they gradually discovered that Zhuang Mingyue's wisdom and courage were not at all comparable to ordinary women.

It can even be said that if Zhuang Mingyue knows kung fu and can fight on the battlefield, I am afraid that King Tiansheng will not just let her be a military division in the rear, but will let her wear armor and hold a long sword, and hire her to gallop in heaven and earth on this battlefield and fight the entire battlefield.

"Lord Zhuang, although your method called guerrilla warfare is really wonderful, but in the end, we only have a thousand people when we are full, and if we meet them like this, it will still be a little ......."

Zhuang Mingyue, who knew that the person beside him was worried about something, just glanced at him slightly sideways and didn't say anything.

"Evacuate." Then I saw her move very gently from behind the bushes, half stood up, and left the South Vietnamese army camp with light steps.

After the more than ten people walked away, Zhuang Mingyue looked at the bright moon and the galaxy in the sky, "Tell me, why is the bright moon and the stars in the sky brighter?" ”

The man who was questioned was the man who had just raised questions about Zhuang Mingyue's guerrilla warfare.

After hearing Zhuang Mingyue's inquiry, he first looked at Zhuang Mingyue in a daze, but saw that the other party was looking at him very seriously, and the meaning in his expression was completely waiting for him to answer.

For a while, I didn't understand why Zhuang Mingyue suddenly asked this obvious question.

But he still raised his eyes seriously, and looked at the full moon above the sky, and the many stars. After thinking about it carefully, the man who knew that he couldn't figure out what Zhuang Mingyue was thinking, finally insisted on what he saw and replied: "Naturally, this full moon is bigger and brighter." ”

Zhuang Mingyue, who heard this, nodded approvingly, "Indeed, there is nothing at night that can be as bright as the moon, not even these equally shining stars." ”

After Zhuang Mingyue finished saying this, the centurions standing beside her looked at each other with some confusion.

Just because they all felt that this answer was definitely not what Zhuang Mingyue wanted to say, but what Zhuang Mingyue said now was the same as what they thought, which inevitably made them even more confused.

Zhuang Mingyue, who had been looking up at the stars and the bright moon above the sky, heard the murmur of the wind blowing in his ears in a trance under this wordless atmosphere.