My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 135 "Who said that I, a Confucian cultivator, have no blood?!"

After the scene on the scroll appears.

The whole scene fell into silence.

See that scene.

No one dared to speak.

"This is……"

"battlefield?!!"

"No, even if Zeng Liangjiang is extremely talented, he can't just appear on the battlefield, right?!"

"Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable in this situation?!"

"Tsk, I guess Zeng Liangjiang is in trouble now."

"No way, the assessment contents of the illusion array are all random."

"I can only say that Zeng Liangjiang had bad luck."

"…………"

Zeng Anmin could not hear about these discussions.

At this time, he had already entered the illusion array.

When Zeng Anmin opened his eyes again.

In front of him was an extremely desolate hill.

"The Imperial Examination Illusion Array not only blocks the memory, but also prevents the participants from knowing that it is an illusion."

"They should also fabricate a 'personal experience' and implant it into the participant's mind, so that the participant knows what he is doing now."

There was no expression on Zeng Anmin's face.

But I was secretly guessing in my heart.

"Otherwise, it would be a bit weird to be participating in the imperial examination one second and appear in a strange place the next."

He glanced at his gold finger panel.

[Unyielding Martial God: Immune to all spirit and mental attacks. ]

"Although the golden finger prevents the illusion from affecting my memory, it is also because of this that I don't have the experience of "excessive" in my mind now."

Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head.

"So I must not reveal any clues and wait and see what happens."

At this moment, he was looking at the entire surrounding environment.

This is a mountain.

I am now on the top of the mountain.

This mountain doesn't look small.

But it's not that big.

It is surrounded by bamboo forest.

He looked up at the sun, then looked at the environment and map around the mountain.

"From the perspective of plants and environment, this should be the south."

"Judging from the position and temperature of the sun, it should be in the southern Demon Mountain area."

"Wait...that's..."

Zeng Anmin looked in the direction behind him.

I saw a team of nearly forty soldiers squatting on the ground in silence.

No one dared to light a fire to cook.

Those soldiers just took out dry food and water and ate them.

The dry food was even mixed with blood and clay from the ground.

It looks extremely disgusting.

But no one spoke.

They all held the bread in their hands and ate it silently.

"The atmosphere is a bit depressing."

Although it was just a glance, Zeng Anmin also got a general idea of ​​it.

This is a soldier who has just experienced a war.

He was also wearing a set of soft armor.

“This is a battlefield!”

A flash of realization crossed his mind.

But there was no change in his expression.

He looked at everything in front of him calmly.

He knew there were a lot of people outside staring at him.

Therefore, you must not reveal any sign that you know you are in an illusion.

All in all, we must perform this scene well.

"Now that we have not received any reinforcements, the main force may have abandoned us!"

"Now the demon army is searching the whole mountain for us... We can't survive."

In this silent environment.

Suddenly someone spoke silently.

As this voice sounded.

Zeng Anmin frowned slightly.

It was obvious that such demoralizing words could be said.

Moreover, the soldiers around did not react after hearing this.

They were all silent, eating the only remaining dry food in their hands.

The defeated soldiers.

It was obvious that everyone was anticipating their own fate.

Zeng Anmin remained silent.

He observed in silence.

He felt the righteous energy flowing in his body.

In a faint restlessness.

This is……

Zeng Anmin closed his eyes.

The vast green energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was boiling.

Every wisp was restless, and Zeng Anmin could feel their murderous intent from their boiling.

"Is this assessment also a test of bloodiness?"

“That’s too easy.”

Zeng Anmin's mind moved and he had already made a plan.

…………

Outside the illusion.

Everyone is looking forward to Zeng Anmin's performance.

However, Zeng Anmin has been standing there silently since he opened his eyes.

Silent.

The students began to show doubt on their faces:
"You're not... scared, are you?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? Zeng Liangjiang was recognized by the Crown Prince as a loyal minister of the country, so he shouldn't be so weak."

"Then why didn't he move for a long time?"

"Maybe it's his first time meeting a monster, so he's not used to it?" After someone said this, his voice became weaker.

"It should be. After all, when Zeng Liangjiang was tested in the Eastern Palace last time, he was not afraid of death. When facing the enemy, he could even say the heroic words "My lord is in the south, how can I die facing north?"..."

"That was the rebels we faced, this is the demon tribe, it's different."

After this sentence was uttered, no one answered.

It was obvious that today, as long as it was about the illusion of fighting monsters, all the students performed poorly.

Zeng Anmin remained silent for a long time.

It also surprised them a little.

…………

In the illusion array.

Zeng Anmin moved.

He walked slowly and looked at the soldiers.

Shields, weapons and other equipment were scattered around.

Demoralized is not enough to describe their miserable situation.

Others were injured.

He came in front of a soldier and looked down at him.

The soldier was eating the dry food in his hand. Feeling a shadow looming in front of him, he looked up numbly.

When he looked into Zeng Anmin's eyes, his eyes turned respectful:
"He was the military supervisor."

Hearing his words, Zeng Anmin nodded slowly.

My identity is a military supervisor.

The position of the military inspector in the camp can be big or small.

Determined by the size of the troops being supervised.

"Is it tasty?"

Zeng Anmin spoke slowly.

This was the first sentence he said after entering the illusion array.

The soldier was stunned.

Then he pursed his lips and replied softly: "It's delicious..."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his phoenix eyes, and he slowly closed the distance between him and the soldier, his voice suddenly cold:
"I'll ask you again, answer truthfully, is it delicious?"

His voice resounded in everyone's ears.

At the same time, the righteous spirit in him was boiling.

The majesty of the Confucian and Taoist monks pressed down on everyone.

A suppressed aura emanated from him.

The soldier was being pressed at such a close distance.

Swallowed hard.

“No… it’s not tasty.”

Finally, the soldier couldn't resist anymore, and his voice was even choked with sobs.

The dry food that was hard to swallow, the dry food mixed with blood.

It would be weird if it tastes good!

“It’s not delicious!!”

Zeng Anmin suddenly raised his voice. He left the soldier and stood in front of the group of soldiers. There was a hint of anger in his voice:

"We lost the battle!"

"But aren't we still alive now?!"

"Look at what you have become now! You are all like dogs that have lost their homes!"

Anger rolled in Zeng Anmin's phoenix eyes:

"As a soldier, you should be fearless and brave! But I only see one coward after another here!" "You mean we can't survive? What bullshit! Since I brought you into this mountain, I will definitely take you out again!"

"After we return to Beijing, I will buy you a courtyard each! And I will reward you with 100 taels of gold!"

Zeng Anmin angrily picked up a long knife from the ground and started:

"I am just a scholar, I am not afraid of fighting with the demon army! What are you afraid of?!"

Zeng Anmin's voice became excited, and he waved the weapon in his hand:

"Break out! Break out at all costs! If we encounter the demon army, I will lead the charge!"

"Follow me!!"

"If I die, whoever of you is lucky enough to get out alive will tell my father."

Zeng Anmin stared at everyone.

"I, Zeng Anmin, never brought shame to him!"

After saying this, he looked down upon everyone:

"Wait for death here, or fight your way out with me? It's your choice!"

After saying that, he stood there and waited.

In fact, Zeng Anmin also had his own plans in mind.

When the illusion array assessment begins.

There was a student named Wang Langlang who was also trapped in a situation where he was doomed to die.

But the examiner also said that as long as he killed a demon, he could pass the exam even if he died afterwards.

I think it's pretty similar.

So, if that’s the case, then we might as well just go for it and quickly meet those monsters and kill them to our heart’s content.

…………

Outside the illusion.

Zeng Anmin stood on the top of the mountain with a disdainful figure.

His white hand did not match the sharp knife in his hand at all.

But every word he uttered in the formation was like thunder, exploding in the students' chests one by one.

Zeng Anmin’s performance just now.

Let them feel the heroism of men!

With just a few words, all doubts disappeared.

The scene was extremely quiet.

Finally, someone spoke.

"Who dares to say that Confucianists are bloodless?!"

Some students were breathing heavily, staring at the figure in the illusion array, their whole bodies trembling.

"Zeng Liangjiang, a loyal minister of the country! Your Highness the Crown Prince is right!!"

"Zeng Liangjiang is a role model for our generation!!"

In an instant, the comments in the field changed the situation.

On the high platform.

Sai Chuxue pursed her lips.

She stared at the scroll floating in the air.

Don't know why.

She only felt her heart beating violently.

"I, Zeng Anmin, never brought shame to him!"

A simple sentence.

It was like a light filled with hormones, illuminating her heart.

…………

In the illusion array.

All the soldiers fell silent after hearing Zeng Anbian's words.

They stared at Zeng Anmin blankly.

No one could have imagined it.

The frail Confucian and Taoist monk actually has such a side to him.

"General Zeng is different from those wimpy Confucianists I met! I am willing to follow you!!"

Finally, a strong man stood out from the soldiers, his eyes were firm and he held the weapon tightly in his hand.

Standing behind Zeng Anmin.

He looked at the soldiers who were still standing there, with a hint of disdain in his voice:
"Sitting here and waiting to die is death, so it's better to take the initiative to fight."

"Who knows, we might be able to kill those beasts by surprise!"

"If I can really break out, I can get promoted and make a fortune! And my two children at home won't have to endure the hardships of serving in the army!"

Zeng Anmin looked at the soldier in surprise.

He didn't expect that this person would have such insight.

really.

The sergeant's words worked.

"Indeed, it is better to fight to the death with the demon tribe than to sit here and wait for death! Even if I die, my wife at home can still get a sympathy!"

"Fuck him! Wang Erma! Let's go! Let's follow General Zeng and fight our way out!"

Another man stood up from the ground and joined Zeng Anmin's team.

But the man he called out, Wang Erma, hesitated for a moment and did not move.

It was obvious that he was still struggling.

……

The man was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out:
"Fuck your mother, Wang Erma, you want to wait for death here, right? Fine! If I fight my way out with Zeng Jianjun, I'll really fuck your mother when I get back home!"

He said with anger on his face: "Besides your mother, I will fuck your wife too!"

……

The corner of Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

How to put it...it's a rough truth.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Wang Erma's face suddenly turned red.

He stood up from the ground with a "thump", picked up his own sword and shield, and walked to the man.

He cursed back, "You'd better not die! If you die and I'm still alive, watch out for your mother!"

"Hehe." The man looked at Wang Erma beside him and grinned:

"Okay, I recognize you as my cheap father. When we fight the monsters on the battlefield, remember to protect your son!"

"roll!"

……

"Hahaha!!"

When the remaining soldiers saw this scene, the gloom and fear in their hearts seemed to dissipate a lot.

Many people laughed.

"Fuck! Take me with you!"

"I am coming too!"

"If a man dies, his eggs will fall to the sky. If he lives forever, he will live forever! Kill them!!"

"..."

Soon, all the soldiers, even the wounded ones, stood up and followed Zeng Anmin.

"General Zeng, we will follow your advice on how to break out!"

Someone looked straight at Zeng Anmin.

At this moment, Zeng Anmin was looking at those faces filled with hope.

But my heart began to waver.

He just wanted to kill himself.

It is inevitable to think of making use of these soldiers.

He knew that it didn't matter if he died.

But... this illusion is so real.

It was so real that all the soldiers in front of him seemed like a living being!

Each of their expectant eyes deeply hurt Zeng Anmin's heart.

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

His eyes looked down the mountain.

A vast expanse of green hills.

There are countless dense forests.

I don’t know how long it is to the foot of the mountain.

"How many troops are there in the enemy army, how many troops are there in our army, and what is their combat strength?"

Zeng Anmin spoke slowly.

As soon as these words came out.

Many of the hearts that were originally relaxed began to sink again.

"The demon army is fearless and unafraid of death."

"They originally grew up in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, so when they fight in the mountains, they can often exchange one for two, or even three..."

"If the demon army wasn't so poor, without armor, and with incomplete weapons... this ratio might be even more terrifying."

A man said this.

When he said this, he clearly felt a lack of confidence.

Zeng Anmin remained calm.

But I felt a little heavy in my heart.

It is indeed a dead end.

He took a deep breath and looked into the distance.

At a glance.

Many bamboo forests.

and many more.

bamboo forest?

A light bulb went off in Zeng Anmin's mind.

"The poor demon soldiers don't have armor, and they don't even have complete weapons..."

What if we can defeat it with a favorable formation?
There was a gleam in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

He looked at the soldiers with burning eyes.

Everyone was wearing armor and holding both short and long shields.

The soldiers are fully armed and armored, and this is the only advantage the soldiers of the Great Sage Dynasty have over the soldiers of the Demon Clan.

A bold idea came into his mind.

"What if I can really lead them out?"

“I wonder what kind of evaluation I’ll get?”

Zeng Anmin looked at the rugged mountain road.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that my idea is feasible!
(End of this chapter)