Clang! Clang! Slash!
Nan Luo moved swiftly to the next soldier as he swung his sword, killing the enemy instantly. He felt that he was in good condition as he managed to continue moving around the battlefield.
And their opponents were the soldiers who were caught unprepared.
Their battles were very easy.
"This is more like exercise than real battle." Nan Luo grinned as he returned to the others.
Xiao Yan looked at Nan Luo and sighed. For Nan Luo, it was not that hard, but it was harder for him to control the soldiers because they were really just a small part in this battle.
"Young Master, there might be a chance for you to be the one standing at the frontline in the future."
"Frontline?"
Nan Luo was stupefied.
He have been participating in the battles so far, but his position has always been at the middle or the back. With his grandfather leading him, it was only normal for him not to be positioned at the front during large battles.
But when it was just fight with small commanders, he naturally took the front position.
"I don't think I'm qualified to stand at the forefront yet." Nan Luo scratched his head.
Feng Ao Kuai withdrew his sword and looked at the river beside them. He silently stepped on it and realized that the water was relatively shallow. No wonder that Old Master Nan asked them to camp here.
They would cross the river tomorrow.
"Ao Kuai, what are you doing there? After the battle, our task is to build some tent."
"I'll be there soon."
Feng Ao Kuai looked at the river one last time before jogging back. He wished that his rank was somewhat higher. That way, he would be able to participate in the meeting amongst the high ranking commanders and generals to determine their battle strategy.
However, he was not that impatient.
Growing up required time and it was precisely this time that he needed right now. He's not strong enough yet.
"And we're done." Nan Luo nodded in satisfaction after he had finished the tents. They had to build more than just for themselves, so it took some time until the job is finished. And the result is pretty well done.
When he first started, he could still remember that crooked tent he built…
It could barely last for a night.
Thankfully, there was no storm or rain that night. If there was one, Nan Luo was sure that he would be drenched for the entire night.
"What is it, Cousin Ao Kuai?"
"We might need to collaborate tomorrow to fend off the soldiers around the area. How about if we reach an agreement first?" Feng Ao Kuai turned his head to look at Nan Luo.
"Agreement?" Nan Luo arched his eyebrows.
"For our battle plan."
Nan Luo looked at the plains in front of him as he pondered. The surroundings terrain was mostly grassland with some rocks here and there. Not to mention, the ground was fairly muddy because they were close to the river.
The soldiers had started to adapt to their terrain, so it wouldn't be that much problem for them to fight together now.
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