Warrior.

This is a noun that makes summer throbbing.

Gao Fei was surprised and asked tentatively: "Prince, there are many warriors in the palace. Has no one ever told you about the warrior?"

Xia Tian heard about some warriors in the palace, but because of his identity, no one told him in detail.

There is no introduction to warriors in the books he has read.

I wonder how the warriors here are different from Chinese warriors?

Xia Tian simply pretended not to know at all: "I have been studying in the library since I was a child, and I don't know much about warriors!"

"I see!"

Gao Fei suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, a warrior, is a person who practices martial arts and develops internal strength."

Xia Tian was completely interested: "Internal strength?"

"Yes! Just breathe!"

"What's the anger?"

"The true qi of the inner family!"

Xia Tian's eyes flashed: "Among the warriors, what level is the second-rate level?"

Gao Fei thought about it and decided to popularize the common sense of warriors for his prince: "Prince, warriors are divided into three levels, third-rate is the worst, second-rate is among the best, first-rate is the strongest!"

“How to distinguish?”

"A third-rate warrior, you can get started by cultivating the true qi of the internal family. You can defeat ten elite warriors in one breath. You are called third-rate masters in the world. You can be a centurion in the army!"

"A second-rate warrior, with a mouthful of internal true energy, can fight hundreds of elite warriors. He is called a second-rate master in the world. In the army, he can at least be a commander of thousands of men!"

"A first-class warrior, with one mouthful of internal true energy, can fight thousands of elite soldiers, and in the army, you can be a general!"

Xia Tian blinked: "Is first-class warrior the peak of martial arts?"

Gao Fei shook his head: "Above the first-class masters, there is another realm that warriors yearn for, called the Grandmaster realm. One person can defeat ten thousand troops, commonly known as the enemy of ten thousand people!"

Xia Tian's eyes lit up: "Is there a master in the Great Xia Kingdom?"

Gao Fei shook his head: "There is one hidden in the worship hall of the palace, named Long Nitian!"

Xia Tian was a little surprised and murmured: "God against the sky...What an arrogant name!"

Gao Fei was also stunned: "Prince, you know me!"

A figure flashed through Xia Tian's heart: "Is it that old eunuch?"

Gao Fei nodded: "It's him!"

"The old thing around His Majesty the Emperor!"

Xia Tian was very puzzled: "Since he is a master who can defeat ten thousand people, why did he enter the palace to be a eunuch?"

"Prince, after becoming a eunuch, he received an adventure in the palace and entered the realm of a master!"

"How many masters are there in this world?"

"Three!"

"Who are the other two?"

"Ouyang Du, the national teacher of the Tianlang Empire, and Liu Yunyun, the king of the Fairy Kingdom!"

A glimmer flashed in Xia Tian's eyes: "The only empress on the continent?"

"right!"

At this point, Xia Tian finally got some understanding of the warriors on this continent.

Gao Fei thought for a while: "Your Majesty, although you have not cultivated the inner true energy and have no breath, you are born with divine power, proficient in stealth, concealment, and assassination techniques, and your combat power is at least comparable to that of a third-rate warrior."

"No!"

"Those four third-rate killers are not your opponents. Prince, you are at least comparable to a second-rate warrior!"

Xia Tian curled a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth: "Is it comparable to a second-rate?"

Gao Fei nodded vigorously to enhance his persuasion: "Yes!"

"At least!"

Xia Tian smiled handsomely: "What kind of warrior are you?"

Gao Fei carefully stretched out his three fingers: "Third-rate!"

"However, I am different from this group of third-rate killers. They practice assassination techniques, and I practice the art of killing on the battlefield!"

"Who else is a warrior in the personal guard camp?"

"Lu Shu, like me, is both a third-rate warrior!"

"Where are the people from Sima's Mansion?"

"That Sima Ge cannot see through, he is very strong! The other guards are all third-rate masters!"

At this time.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Lu Shu led the wounded soldiers to chase the fortress and saluted with admiration: "Prince, as you said... No matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of arrows!"

"Now, only the leading female killer escapes. Are we chasing?"

The wounded soldiers looked at their prince with admiration!

Everything today is under the prince's plan, without any surprises!

The reverence of the wounded soldiers for Xia reached a new level.

Xia Tian shook his head: "Don't chase the enemy if you lose!"

"The soldiers' injuries have not healed yet. If they pursue them rashly, they will easily be defeated by the enemies and killed by counterattack!"

"yes!"

Lu Shu turned around and ordered: "Sweep the battlefield and take back the crossbow arrows."

"yes!"

The wounded soldiers ran towards the corpse happily.

Cleaning the battlefield means harvest.

These black-clad killers look expensive and will definitely gain a lot.

but.

The new military rules for the personal guard camp: all seized will be returned to the public.

Can't embezzle the spoils.

Otherwise, military law will deal with it!

original.

According to the military rules of the Daxia Army, all the strategic materials seized on the battlefield must be handed over, half of the gold, silver and treasures must be handed over, and half of them must be kept.

However, since his prince made such a rule, there must be a reason to do so.

It must be very necessary!

The prince is not a casual person.

You will never be greedy for ink and ink!

The wounded soldiers can use their own heads to guarantee this!

The prince can definitely maximize the value of the spoils!

Tell the truth.

The wounded soldiers touched the corpse happily!

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

From time to time, the wounded soldiers let out excited screams, attracting everyone's attention: "These black-clad killers are so rich!"

"I actually carried a thousand taels of silver notes on my body!"

"We're rich!"

“Hehehe…”

The wounded soldier handed the silver notes to Lu Shu and continued.

These black-clad killers are simply walking treasure houses!

If you fight such a few more battles, you will definitely make the royal palace in Huangzhou rich.

Lu Shu and Gao Fei were also very excited.
To be continued...