Commanding Wind and Cloud

The old man put his hands on the desk and just about to sit down, he stood up again and looked motivated: "Okay, if you can recite the information of 200 famous generals and the battle of fame, I can apply for you and the principal an extra batch of materials ranked 40th in the 100 battle list, so that you can get double resources."

The classroom was filled with continuous gasping voices. It was very difficult to tell the information of two hundred famous generals, even from ancient times to the present, and it was too difficult to talk about the battle of fame, and it was impossible at all.

"You said..." He looked at the old man vigorously and cautiously for confirmation: "It really has the final say?"

"Ha!" The old man laughed wildly, his big palms slapped his chest loudly: "I talk to Rong at the south gate, how can it be counted?"

The students around nodded their heads one after another. The old man heard that he was also a general who had been on the battlefield before. He didn't know why he came here to teach. He heard that the principal who treats teachers equally well is very polite to this Nanmen Xiangrong teacher.

"Nanmen Xiangrong?" Mo Jin opened his mouth into an O shape: "Seven hundred people, holding back 20,000 Samael demons for 15 days. Five thousand people attacked the Mammon demons at night, and finally wiped out 4,000 enemies, and self-inflicted 2,000 losses. They returned victoriously, and let the Samael demons fight against Asmodeus in the dark for 35 minutes. Nanmen Xiangrong?"

hiss! There was a series of gasping sounds in the classroom, and the students stared blankly at the podium, Mr. Nanmen Xiangrong, who was calm and proud before, but now his facial expression was clearly agitated.

so fierce? The students looked at each other, and they couldn't believe what they saw in each other's eyes. The general appeared here to teach so suddenly?

Nanmen Xiangrong's hands supporting the table trembled slightly, his wrinkled old face became blushed a lot, his breathing became short of breath, his eyes were full of surprise and he stared at Momentum: "Who are you? How do you know so many things about me?"

Motivation froze in place, what do you mean? These are all things I wrote in the memoirs of a senior in the Gan family. Even if the civilians of the Zhence Dynasty don’t know him in such a war record, the students in Zhanzheng College should have heard his name. Why don’t these students seem to know him? The teacher also became so excited?

"I read it in a memoir."

"Memoir?" Nanmen Xiangrong frowned, he could squeeze a fly to death: "Who dares to record my name? This person is not small."

Motivation curled his lips. This name has not only been seen in a memoir. Many people have recorded the name of Nanmen Xiangrong like the kind of Ganjia blood warrior with eyes on his forehead, which is enough to show how outstanding this ordinary soldier is.

"Nanmen Xiangrong should be considered a famous general, right?" Looking vigorously at the teacher on the podium who had gradually regained his composure, "If it counts, there are one hundred and ninety-nine left."

Nanmen Xiang Rong thought for a while, and the accumulated wrinkles on his face melted away with a smile: "Forget it! You are still one hundred and ninety-nine short."

"Bei Li Kunying." He said enthusiastically, "Same as Nanmen Xiangrong, known as the two heroes of the north and the south, 1,900 people sneaked into the hinterland of the demons and attacked the food transport team of the demons three times within ten days. They successfully delayed the movement time of the main force of the demons and made a great contribution. Six thousand people burned 5,000 Asmodeus demons..."

Nanmen Xiangrong stared blankly at Mo Jin, her small eyes were clouded by a layer of water vapor, and her calm emotions just now became agitated again, Kun Ying...

Ninety percent of the students present in the class were stunned as he uttered the names of the generals one by one with great vigor. Isn't this person's brain really easy to use? Can he really say that two hundred famous generals will fail?

As he talked vigorously, he simply closed his eyes. More famous generals appeared in his mind, so he had to choose a little bit, and talked about some more familiar famous generals. In his heart, he secretly admired Teacher Olala’s mysterious potion, the memory potion.

Two hundred famous generals, two hundred famous generals! Nanmen Xiangrong stared blankly at Qian Jin, where did this little monster come from? If he hardly has any personal combat power, then all his energy is devoted to war command. It is understandable to remember these, but he is obviously a fighter who pursues personal combat power.

At such an age, without the power to awaken his bloodline, he can make it to the 40th place in the top 100 battle list. Wei Buchang, who has a fierce reputation outside, if he is not a fighter who pursues personal combat power, no one will believe it.

"Huh..." Gan Jin often let out a breath, sat back on his seat steadily, and looked at Nanmen Xiangrong with a smile. He had just given the information of 210 famous generals.

Nanmen Xiangrong looked at Mo Jin thoughtfully, this kid's memory is really amazing! Anyway, I haven't awakened the power of my bloodline, and it is impossible to reach the peak of my personal combat power in the future. It seems that I need to find a way to lure him to embark on the road of war command.

Excellent memory, although not all the qualities to become a famous general, but at least it can be cultivated to become a combat staff officer, able to tell various battle examples in the first place, and provide information to the general.

This kind of position also has much more prospects than those ordinary fighters who pursue personal combat power!

Nanmen Xiangrong suddenly nodded heavily, that's right! Let's get in touch with this kid after class and see if he has more talent in commanding? If there is, go to the principal immediately, discuss with the principal, and transfer the energy to the command department for training to see the situation.

"stand up!"

All the students in the classroom stood up collectively, bowed to the old man standing on the podium, and had no choice but to stand up again, and then sat quietly back to their original positions like everyone else.

I was a little confused about my enthusiasm. I heard that even the lecturers of the Advanced Warrior Academy should bring textbooks to class. Why didn't this old man even take the textbooks? Today, it should be about [Military Psychology].

Wow... Wow...

In the quiet classroom, a series of noisy sounds sounded, like hundreds of thousands of small stones falling on the table, making a crisp impact.

Energetic watching the left and right students take out a square wooden board from under the desk, with criss-crossing lines drawn on it, forming strange small grids. At the end of these small grids, there are various small chess pieces. Not only names are engraved on each chess piece, but also various numbers are engraved.

This is? A kind of chess? Looking at the chessboard and chess pieces in everyone's hands with enthusiasm and doubts, I have read many classics, not to mention the popular chess of the Zhence Dynasty, even the popular chess of the Demon Race, and I can play it myself, but I have never seen such a weird chess like today.

Mo Jin took out the same chessboard from under the desk, a jar of various chess pieces, and a sheet of instructions.

The names above are the various military establishments in the army, and the numbers represent a certain combat power. When these chess pieces are put together and matched to a certain extent, the numbers on the chess pieces will change.

If the units are matched properly and appear under the appropriate terrain on the chessboard, the numbers will increase continuously. If they are not matched properly, or appear on unsuitable terrain, or are surrounded by people, they will be weakened.

Magus? Vigorously turned over the chessboard and chess pieces, and found a strange magic inscription that only the inscription master could understand to some extent.

As expected of the Higher War College! Tsk tut twice vigorously, these things together may not be able to consume the magic core of a low-level monster in a hundred years, but it is still relatively labor-intensive to make.

boom!

The old man took out a huge chessboard from under the podium, which was more than five times bigger than the chessboard in Gan Jin's hand.

"You guys are rookies." The old man adjusted his sleeves and moved his neck again and again: "Look at me killing all your teams today!"

A ray of light was emitted from the chessboard, and this ray was divided into countless rays in an instant, connecting with all the chessboards in the classroom, forming a weird spider web shape that criss-crossed, and all the small chessboards were also connected by light.

Mo Jin discovered that some warrior students took more than a dozen chess pieces, and some students only took dozens of chess pieces. On this chessboard, after pressing the number on the soldier student ID card on the small number key protruding from the chessboard, there are only four chess pieces that can be used.

Forty logistics transport soldiers! Seeing the four pawns in his hand, Qian Jin almost burst out laughing with a wry smile, what is the use of this few transport pawns?

On the chessboard, dense light spots of various strange colors began to appear, some of which were of the same color as the four chess pieces in Gan Jin's hands, flashing at the back of the team.

"This is..." Motivation quickly flipped through the introduction of the manual. This is not a kind of war chess deduction unique to the Conquest Academy. The students and the teacher each played the role of the troops of the Lucifer Dynasty and the Zhence Dynasty, and then competed.

According to the results of previous battles, certain points will be recorded, so as to be promoted or declined according to military merit. With the change of military rank, more and more troops can be mobilized in hand.

This kind of war chess can not only consider the command ability of the students, but also the ability of the students to cooperate with each other. Many subordinate soldiers will spontaneously move to their masters and fight in small groups to improve their combat capabilities.

Qi Jin soon discovered that he didn't know anyone in the academy, and he only had four teams of logistics transport troops in his hands. What is this enough for?

Huo Tie sneered and looked at the enthusiasm for serious research on his face, and put fifteen chess pieces in his hand into the chessboard, and soon there were nearly a hundred light spots approaching from different positions.

"There are only four teams of transport troops." Lilizago smiled and looked at the four energetic spots on the chessboard: "I will find someone to block his way forward, so that he will always be at the end of the entire battlefield, and will not get the slightest bonus points for combat power. He will not be given any chance to score points, and he will not be given a chance to become familiar with the battle. In this way, he will fail this course in the final exam..."