Si Mingyu and Guan Jue didn't understand, but An Xiaoyu couldn't understand it. After all, these two holy realms were their own people. They could practice in the East China Sea for decades without any trouble, and they could practice the wood-based laws to the point of being close to the great success. They were not trained by Qinglong, and they wouldn't believe it if they were killed.

Since it is a person from Qinglong, even if it is at the level of spiritual transformation, it is probably not comparable to ordinary saints. You should know that Qinglong's water system laws and wood system laws are the most complete in the world, almost equal to the way of heaven. An Xiaoyu once felt in Xuanwu Space that nothing can be underestimated.

If this Feng Wu is really a master trained by Qinglong, the power under his command is definitely not simple. Even if it is not, it has been guided and guided by Qinglong, then the person who can be sent by Qinglong as an endorsement will never be an ordinary master.

I'm afraid that the saint Liu Chengdao, who came from the down-and-out sect, would not be Feng Wu's opponent.

Si Mingyu and Guan Jue left behind doubts, but An Xiaoyu didn't even go to see those masters. She felt that it would be enough to have a Feng Wu. Her feelings told her that after the Donghuang Army had a Feng Wu, there would be no accidents. What else should I worry about?

I returned to Sanqian Academy all the way, and at this time the imperial capital had already begun to fall into the darkness. Sanqian Academy had actually begun to be sparse. Today is the last day of the exam, and many students had already boarded the train home after the exam.

However, the fourth floor of the Mecha Department teaching building was brightly lit. When An Xiaoyu arrived at the auditorium, the students had already sat down. Leng Shang left her seat and asked her to sit in the first row. Not long after, Qiu Shao came to the stage, followed by Ran Ye.

Ran Ye and the counselor of Class 2 delivered a speech first, saying that their studies have basically ended, and the rest of the time will be all in the practical learning stage. Nothing will happen at this stage is accurate, but she hopes that all students can safely return to the Three Thousand College to attend the graduation ceremony.

"Teacher, don't you go to the battlefield with us?" asked a student.

Ran Ye shook his head and said, "From today on, Class 1 and Class 2 will act together, and Qiu Shao will take you to the western front line for internship. As for Counselor Chen and I, I will stay in the imperial capital to do some simple student work during this period. After half a year, I will return to the position where the 39th Army went directly to the front line."

The students were all a little silent.

The front line and the battlefield are the words they usually talk about, but at this time, saying this may be a result that will never be seen again. No one has any idea about this war. They all know that this is the second battle of all races, and they are one of the main forces of this war.

Nine thousand years ago, there was a three thousand emperors. What about now?

Can humans defeat foreign races? Or be defeated by foreign races? In this process, how many people will die? How many friends you know, your relatives and elders, and the people you love among these people? They can only look at the people in front of them, not knowing what to say.

Ran Ye was also moved to the students below and said, "Three and a half years ago, I became your counselor. In the past three and a half years, I, Ran Ye, have a clear conscience in order to train you into the best soldiers in the empire! Now, I can proudly say that the children in front of me have grown into soldiers who can stand on their own, whether they are drivers, commanders, or preparatory divisions. I believe that you can all make achievements on the battlefield!"

She glanced around the students below, whether they were from Class 1 or Class 2, passing by in her eyes. Her eyes turned red and she whispered: "We have agreed... come back alive!"

Come back alive!

Perhaps, this is the heaviest graduation agreement in the world, but none of the people present was sad, none of them collapsed, and no one even shed a tear. Many people held their tears in their eyes, nodded heavily, and whispered: "Come back alive!"

At the beginning, the voice was a little sparse, and even a little sobbing, and the line was broken halfway. But slowly, more and more people raised their heads, looked at the teachers on the stage and the classmates around them, and their eyes gradually became firmer.

They agreed: "Come back alive!"

Qiu Shao nodded on the stage, very satisfied with the attitude of these students. Since being cleansed of the influence of the mind-confusing technique, he seemed to have left behind sequelae and his feelings were a little cold. Standing on the stage, he opened the electronic board and began to regroup the entire mecha senior students.

Generally speaking, there are five people in groups, and the five people are divided into groups, and the preparatory engineer and the driver are separated. They do not want to go directly to the battlefield, but to be candidates.

I have said before that the organization of the mecha formation is slightly different from that of ordinary combat troops. There are thirty people and a team of squads, including drivers, ten preparatory divisions, and ten alternate divisions. Most of the alternates are five drivers and five preparatory divisions.

Therefore, when these students from the Three Thousand Colleges go to the battlefield as alternates, they also need to be assigned to different teams by five aliens. Then they are formed by squadrons, and they can all be in one squadron. However, the number of drivers and preparation divisions is not just the right one. If there is a gap in the number, they will naturally be left alone.

In the single team, the original candidates in the team will be filled with, or the candidates from other places will be directly drawn. Their task is to follow the squadron to act together to adapt to battlefield operations and initially contact the actual differences between team battles and squad battles.

Qiu Shao would be his old job as the squadron's wartime staff, mainly to watch these students and to follow the team to fight together. As for the team they belong to, of course, they are from the 39th Army, slightly behind the front line in the western front, close to the north, away from the place where the most intense battles will take place in the next period of time, as a simple cleaning team.

"First of all, our first mission is to go to the unmanned lands and border areas with some alien territories that have been swept by the Imperial Army to promote the empire and recruit those border races." Qiu Shao said: "You should also know how important this mission is to the overall layout of the empire!"

"I hope that everyone can make a right move and accumulate practical experience! No matter what the task is, you can take it seriously. The ugly words are ahead, and after three thousand colleges, I will no longer be your teacher! Once the rules are violated, I will punish you more severely! Do you understand?"

"I understand!" the students shouted.

"Okay!" said Qiu Shao: "Give you a week to go home and say goodbye to you. If you need to go home and say goodbye, I will handle anything you need to do. If you are sick, I will cure me as soon as possible! A week later, at five o'clock next Saturday morning, gather in Sanqian Academy Square on time! Disband!"

After walking out of the conference room, Leng Shang was a little moved: "I didn't expect to go to the front line in a blink of an eye. It's so exciting! Xiaoguan, you have to be careful if you are not by your side! For your girl, you have to finish this battle safely."

Dong Xiaoguan had a bitter face: "Don't mention it, she was having a fuss with me recently and refused to let me go to the battlefield. Fortunately, Professor Rong supported me, otherwise Rong Rong would have tied me up. Alas! Although my parents didn't say it, I can see that they were all worried."

An Xiaoyu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't commit suicide, there should be no accident. I have left some means to you to save your life. But don't think that everything will be fine. If you commit a great death, I can't protect you even if I am far away."

"Really?" Dong Xiaoguan said in surprise: "With Sister An's promise, I can reassure my parents and Rong Rong. Why didn't you say it earlier? I've been so worried these days!"

An Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing. In fact, many students in the mecha department are the same as Dong Xiaoguan. In fact, when many parents sent them to the mecha department, they never thought that they would really go to the battlefield in the future. Who could have thought that the war would come so quickly?

If you are a child of aristocratic families or someone in the family joins the army, or you can still accept it a little easier. However, if you are more ordinary in the family, you will inevitably be frightened and afraid. Even many people who are not aware of their own children are firmly opposed to their children going to the battlefield. What can they do as children?

But for them, the most difficult thing is not the so-called distinction. Although it is sad, after more than three years of learning and exaggeration, they have already possessed the most basic qualities of an imperial soldier. What they are more worried about is not the fact that they are about to leave, but how to convince their relatives to leave. They seem to have never thought about what would happen if they can't come back.

Or, they have deliberately ignored this issue.

Because everyone knows that this problem has no meaning at all. If you go, you will lose it. If you can't come back, you will not come back. They are soldiers. When they first put on this uniform, everything's future was already destined and there was no way to go.

Even if they can turn back, they can't afford to lose this person.

An Xiaoyu watched Leng Shang and Dong Xiaoguan leave. Leng Shang must have returned home to report, and then received the teachings and final training from his elders. Dong Xiaoguan wanted to go home to comfort his parents, and then go to Haiti with Rong Rong to see Professor Rong and his wife. After saying goodbye, a week was still very tight.

The other students were almost the same. On the surface, everyone left Sanqian Academy with a smile. When they turned their heads, their smiles disappeared instantly, and all that was left was endless determination. This atmosphere was as heavy as an iron curtain, but it made An Xiaoyu feel relieved that she had never felt before.

She looked at the names on Wang Shu and prayed silently for them. She definitely couldn't follow the mecha department. In fact, since this semester, she had completely separated from the mecha army organization and had changed her military status to the Eastern Wilderness Army. What else can she say?

When he arrived at the basement of Sanqian Shuhai, An Xiaoyu met the administrator who was still the same. When he entered the door, he took off his coat and scraped it on the back of the chair. An Xiaoyu walked gently to the bed, sat next to the administrator, leaned skillfully in his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and found a comfortable position.

The administrator reached out to hug her and asked, "Is it going to start?"

"Yeah," An Xiaoyu said softly: "It's about to start. Do you think, will the winner be decided this time?"

The administrator shook his head: "I can't say it well, either."

This is not the first time the administrator has given An Xiaoyu an uncertain answer. The more he has become, the more An Xiaoyu feels that the administrator's depth is unfathomable. She believes that the administrator is not really unaware that he is even leading the secretly, and even booked such a war and his own appearance ten thousand years ago.

But even so, he cannot say it himself, because you can do many things on your back, relying on cause and effect, and on fate, and perhaps you can deceive the way of heaven or even the way of greatness. But you can't say it, especially if you can't tell the way of heaven or the people in it.

Who is not in such a battle?

How many people were left ten thousand years ago now?

An Xiaoyu looked at the administrator and suddenly felt a little distressed. This is how he spent the past 30,000 years. He finally met Mingyu, but in the end he could only cherish it for a few years. Then when he was reincarnated, she could feel that the administrator loved him, not simply loved a reincarnation body.

But now, the war has begun again.

How long will he be lonely? An Xiaoyu didn't know that this matter might only be clear in Tiandao and the administrator. What she can do now is to try not to make a fuss, make herself mature, give up some indifference and concealment towards the administrator, and try to accept a loneliness that has been 30,000 years.

Bravely try to endure these 30,000 years of loneliness.

So she stretched out her hand, held his face and whispered: "Yushou."

This was the first time she called his name. At the beginning, An Xiaoyu might not understand why the administrator always said that he was an administrator instead of his own name. He had never even said this name in person. Now An Xiaoyu understands that this name is probably the source of all loneliness.

An Xiaoyu wanted to tell him that there were other people in this name, and hers. She slowly rubbed against Yu Shou's shoulder, and the two people's faces were pressed together, and then their lips. Yu Shou was a little proactive today, and seemed to feel An Xiaoyu's unprecedented enthusiasm.

After a long time, An Xiaoyu took a breath, leaned on his shoulder, and tried to bite his ears and tease softly: "It's not as good as us..."

However, the next moment, the administrator's palm came towards him. One hand covered her face, blocked her words in her stomach, and wiped out the good atmosphere. An Xiaoyu twisted for a moment, struggled to take out her face, and looked at the man who was confused with resentment.

"snort!"

Although he was angry, An Xiaoyu still didn't leave. He stayed here for a night, then went home and met his friends. The seven days seemed to have never passed so quickly, and An Xiaoyu always felt a little dreamy. In a blink of an eye, these people who came back seemed to have just left last night.

Everyone gathered in the square. An Xiaoyu did not take a swear or mobilize, and a transport plane did not turn off the engine in the square and waited for them. At this time, there was basically no one in the school, no one noticed them leaving, and there was not even a live broadcast.

Students from the Mecha Department of San Thousand College rushed to the front line like this.

An Xiaoyu followed the plane and said nothing on the plane. She reached the border until they were settled in groups and then quietly left here.

Now the empire's front has advanced to the edge of the alien territory, and has even crossed some areas. The early target has been basically achieved. The rest is to set up camps on the spot. In order to prevent the sneak attacks of alien hidden insects, sufficient preparations must be made.

So far, the biological research experts of Jiudao Pass and Empire have not found a way to deal with hidden insects, so they can only try their best to be prepared. However, this kind of defense of a front is different from positional warfare. As long as the alien race rushes in, no matter whether you plan to attack or destroy the mecha, you will be besieged and cannot run away.

A storm of fear is brewing on the front line that has stabilized. The counterattack of the alien race is coming, and there is no doubt that so many garrison sites have been destroyed in the early stage and so many soldiers have died. Such an impact is not a good thing for the alien race in the midst of an economic depression.

I just don't know when, where, and how their counterattack will appear.

"As long as they dare to take action, no one can escape!" Zhu He said: "Do you really think we are blind as before? It is best to open the Lushan battlefield as soon as possible and force the alien dogs to jump over the wall. As long as they attack in full, we can take advantage of the opportunity of the early advantages and information asymmetry and attack them again!"

"How is the situation in Lushan?"

Someone immediately reported the situation in Lushan. An Xiaoyu just took a look at the General Staff and left quietly. After all, she was the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Wilderness, and rashly interfering in the Western Frontier will always make the population a reality. Moreover, she has more important things to do now!

The Empire was able to keep An Xiaoyu in the western border, with the purpose of restraining the other party's masters, especially Hong Lingxian. Since she learned that Hong Lingxian was really in seclusion, An Xiaoyu felt the pressure suddenly increased. She felt that it was time for her to stay in seclusion for a while, at least to ensure that she could still be blocked next time.

If he fails, there is no doubt that the blow to the empire will be great, and the morale of the alien race will be even stronger. An Xiaoyu himself does not want to face Hong Lingxian so frustrated again, and was suppressed and beaten throughout the whole process. He can only win by relying on his cleverness. Such a battle is not what An Xiaoyu wants.

After finding a desolate mountain, An Xiaoyu sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, leaning against the Great Wall, facing millions of soldiers, quietly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!