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After saying that, Yan Xiaobao called a bell he brought. After hearing the sound, the sound came from the ground in front of him. Some experts used beast shapes, others produced weapons, and some experts fought in human form with their hands. No matter what they did, everyone wanted to stick with it, and everyone wanted to be the last person standing. The person who could prove to this mysterious Big Marshall that they were worth his time to train at least.

The sound of the battle was filled with air in an instant. Some screams were heard here and there, and soon a small group of injured experts left the battlefield. Some had serious wounds and the therapist treated them in time, while others suffered minor injuries. They had external and internal injuries. In addition to broken lungs and ribs, there were broken arms and legs.

However, although many people left the battlefield, Yan Xiaobao's smile increased. In front of him were four hundred thousand experts, fighting raging back and forth. Some groups used tactics and prioritized survival, while others just wanted to fail as many as possible, and even used it as a competitor in the team to determine who could beat most of them.

"It looks like they have overcome the biggest obstacle," Yan Xiaobao said as he saw the battle flowing back and forth. Everyone is used to fighting at close range with each other. Some groups do well together. They are able to rely on each other to observe their backs while others are completely out of tune. These groups don't last long.

Looking at the therapist, you can see the long wounded. Yan Xiaobao narrowed his eyes and tried to remember every face of the first batch of experts taken out of the training. Although it is very likely that they may have failed because multiple experts joined forces with them at the beginning, these experts are more likely to fail because they failed to work effectively with their group.

Seeing how many people lost at the beginning, Yan Xiaobao was in a mixed mood. Although he thought it was predictable, many people would fail because of this exercise. He still hoped that considering that they were both kings and emperors, they should be equal. Looking at the battlefield again, Yan Xiaobao had to admit that about ten groups of five people caught his attention. They stood out for different reasons; however, the gray-haired young man had no doubt that the last place belonged to one of these groups.

One group is defensive, their defenders face to face. When they stand in their position, none of them attack others, but as long as one attacks them, the entire team will work together to fight their enemies. Quickly destroy their enemies before they take their former positions again. Looking at them like this, Yan Xiaobao only praises them. After all, he tells them that survival is the most important thing, and looking at this group, they can easily understand what he means.

There is another team that uses the completely opposite strategy, and while they are very disgusting, they also depend on each other. It's like watching waves of the ocean, each full of strength and determination, but at the same time part of the whole. Five people in this offensive group are moving gracefully, trusting their partners back to back while handling as many experts as possible.

Another group is more traditional in their approach. Their five-man group often attacks groups that are already entangled with another group, or they will focus on the same people who use the original power to control their opponents.

Looking at the many experts below, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but smile. As time went by, fewer and fewer experts were forgotten because more and more people were either waiting for treatment or had received treatment from the therapist.

Yan Xiaobao sighed when the sun reached its highest position in the sky. Many hours have passed since they began the battle, but now more than half of the troops have been eliminated, and the battle has become increasingly desperate.

After another three or four hours, the injured river became smaller and smaller. When the day finally ended, Yan Xiaobao was very happy to see at least 10,000 people fighting thoroughly for the whole day without giving up.

Yan Xiaobao stood up when he saw that the battle did not stop, and he raised the voice of the entire area, "It's today." He said, and everyone heard the sound, they immediately stopped fighting. Looking at the remaining ten thousand guards, smiles appeared on their faces. Everyone could see the expression of pride, and their pride made Yan Xiaobao smile at them.

"We will do the same thing tomorrow," Yan Xiaobao continued to explain, his words caught everyone's attention. Fighting again, those who were eliminated early were excited because they were able to redeem themselves, while those experts who did well did better the next day. However, everyone seemed to be more cooperative than at the beginning of the day, and everyone glanced at each other to try to see if their partner was excited about the training the next day, just like themselves.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao showed a surprised smile on his face when he left the training ground. He did not expect these proud experts to receive this form of training so quickly, but everyone seemed to be eager for something that would make Yan Xiaobao easier.

When the young man left the arena, several experts rushed to the stage. What shocked Yan Xiaobao was that these experts no longer quarreled one-on-one, but five people fought against five. Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao stayed. One hour after another, one group practiced their teamwork. They combined their attacks and improved their teamwork to give them an advantage the next day.

Seeing the endless stream of experts on the stage without stopping, Yan Xiaobao smiled, and he finally turned around and walked back to the castle. Now it was time for him to start cultivating. In order to refine more yin energy and merge his yin and yang energy to create more wuwei. So far, everything went as planned, and Yan Xiaobao was very satisfied with the progress of things. In the next day and a month later, the guards did nothing, but fought in the group day after day. At the beginning, multiple experts would leave the stage very early in this work, but one day, fewer and fewer experts were injured on the other day. This made the battle more and more difficult and desperate. Everyone wanted to prove that they were undoubtedly better than others. Seeing their progress, Yan Xiaobao was very satisfied with the performance of the guards, who quickly began to understand what it was like to be an army, at least a five-man army.

After a long quarrel between them in their small group, Yan Xiaobao looked at many experts who were fighting what they had and nodded, and he decided to start the second phase of training.

The next day, Yan Xiaobao divided the entire army into two groups, instead of the normal five-man team; now there were two armies attacking each other. The result was very similar to what they did when they started their first collective struggle almost a month ago, with many "study and casualties" at the beginning; however, as time went on, fewer and fewer people could not continue this approach. The battle became increasingly desperate, and in the end, only a small number of experts left the battlefield. Most people were still resisting and refused to surrender, but were able to persevere. Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao was finally satisfied.

After leaving the training ground, Yan Xiaobao did not return to his room, just like other days; instead, he walked along the familiar road toward Wanqiao's room. A smile appeared on his face, his eyes were shining with blue light, with a quiet light, which slowly calmed anyone who looked at him.

*Knock**Knock*

The door slowly opened, not only Wan Qiao, but also Mr. Pan. For some reason, Yan Xiaobao was not surprised to find that the Lord was with Wan Qiao. He respectfully paid tribute to the old man sitting at the table.

Seeing Yan Xiaobao enter, a real and warm smile bloomed on Wan Qiao's face. A smile showed how happy she was to see this young man. In the end, Yan Xiaobao did not give her any visits, nor did he see anything he had to talk to her. The Queen of Shenyuan was worried about why she had not updated what happened.

As the king of the forest, Wan Qiao knew what was going on in training. Like all other lords, she was surprised by the training Yan Xiaobao gave to the army. Although they understood why, they never expected Yan Xiaobao, instead of marching directly toward Xiban, would actually take the time to prepare for the entire army of war.

Yan Xiaobao smiled and saw the real happiness on Wan Qiao's face. He walked to the table and pulled out a chair to sit down. Some people might think that his behavior was rude or arrogant, but Wan Qiao saw a different view. She also sat at the table, and the two lords and a human boy were all sitting together now.

"They are ready," said Yan Xiaobao with a smile. "I can't train the army better than I have; they are performing exceptionally well now. I believe our casualties will hit a record low." He continued, his words flashed a glimmer in Wan Qiao's eyes.

"I don't plan to develop tactics with the lord," Yan Xiaobao continued, "so what I want to say is that we need to prepare for the war now."

The smile on Wan Qiao's face became sinister, and even Pan Long became bloodthirsty, and their smile teeth were revealed in their smiles. Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but sigh slightly. He managed to turn the king and the emperor into soldiers, but he did nothing to the King of the Forest. All of these people were still bloodthirsty cultivators, who prefer to engage in normal duels with each other, one-on-one battles until someone won. This is how the saints would fight, so Yan Xiaobao was not troubled by trying to train them to become soldiers.

After saying what he was about to say, Yan Xiaobao waited for a while, expecting Wan Qiao to say something, but she said nothing. Only a bright smile appeared on her face, and her eyes stared at Yan Xiaobao. The young man immediately understood that although the whole war was Wan Qiao's idea, the whole responsibility was pressed on his shoulders. He should prepare for the war. He had to classify all logistics and army. When he came to this conclusion, Yan Xiaobao shook his head involuntarily. Even in ancient China, no one would expect one person to deal with every aspect of the war, but after considering it, Yan Xiaobao frowned because he realized that although he brought knowledge from his old life, this was indeed not ancient China. It was a whole new field.

Considering the logistics of providing supplies to the entire army, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel another headache.

"I need help," he said finally before he stood up. Although Yan Xiaobao hoped to see Wanqiao and Pan Long were annoyed by his request, both of them shone happily with happiness. It seemed that they were waiting for Yan Xiaobao to allow them to join.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat," the two lords said eagerly at the same time. Their smiles grew bigger and bigger, and their eyes were shining with excitement. Seeing that they were both very excited, Yan Xiaobao felt that he was going to kill this excitement when he spoke next, but even so, he opened his mouth and spoke.

“I need the terms of the army. I need to pay for the army, I need to find someone who can guide me into the siban empire; a guide will be the first choice.”

When they heard everything Yan Xiaobao said, their smiles did not decrease. Both of them were amused by these tasks. As soon as Yan Xiaobao spoke, they raised their hands.

“I want to deal with the guide!”

"I want to deal with this money!"

The two spoke at the same time. Their hands were raised into the air, and they looked at each other and laughed loudly. Even Yan Xiaobao was surprised to see their behavior, but soon afterwards he began to laugh at the two experts.

"Okay, okay," he said with a smile, "you can handle those things. Let me describe what I want better."

"About this money, I need to pay every soldier to join the army's work, and at the same time, I need to use gold as a reward. The more people they get rid of, the more gold they will get." Yan Xiaobao said seriously, "I can't raise that many gold coins," he said honestly, "this means we need to collect gold. King of the Forest. From one lord to another, see what they will contribute. See if you can raise at least 2 million gold coins."

Yan Xiaobao knew about gold coins. He used the same coins in the Sun Kingdom, and he felt as if there were two million gold coins to be a huge amount. Paying fifty silver coins didn't sound like a lot; however, despite only one army and each soldier received fifty silver, it was still an astronomical figure. In addition, they would get over fifty silver. As long as they could prove that they killed someone, they would pay extra for each kill. It was for this reason that Yan Xiaobao asked for two million gold coins. It would take a lot of gold to pay all the soldiers.

"Two million gold?" Wan Qiao frowned. For a while, Yan Xiaobao was worried that his price was too high.

"I can pay two million by myself," said Wan Qiao with a puzzled expression on his face, "Our Beast Lords have lived for many years. It's easy to accumulate wealth for us, so each lord should pay at least one million gold coins. Anyway, Pan Long, you go out and squeeze them out!" Wan Qiao's face showed a sinister smile. "Push them out so that we can pay more of the army. The more we pay, the more likely we have to have an army that is crazy for the money."

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Chapter completed!