Cosmic Demon

Chapter 232 Battle Tactics and Battle Songs, Qin Huaien of the Fourth Battle Group!
Qin Shuai's "Strategies of War" is a never-ending road.

Even the deputy commander level hadn't reached the threshold of the Great Perfection.

As you can imagine, the difficulty is terrifying.

"Teacher Liang, do you think I can do it?"

Qin Shi scratched his head. No matter how spirited and confident he was, he would never think that he could get away with bluffing against the vice commander.

It should be noted that He Lanchan and Qi Wuxiang are already peerless beauties, standing out for thousands of years and among the top stars.

However, they are still quite far from reaching the level of a martial god.

The brothers, Qin Shuai and his deputy, created an unparalleled legend of two martial gods overlooking the galaxy.

The Fourth Battle Group swept across all star systems, becoming invincible.

Where the crimson sword banner stands, even the Star God will wail and fall.

"Old He, the most brilliant of the original Ten Heroes, was just a student of the vice commander."

Qin Shi pondered that if he chose to major in "Military Strategy", not to mention reaching the Great Perfection, it was uncertain whether he could replicate that vice commander's work, even if he worked himself to the bone to reach the 6,000th level.

"Your Hundred Phases Refining Technique and Body Cultivation Furnace haven't reached their maximum level yet. I estimate that the 'Military Strategy' at around three to five hundred levels is enough to create suppression."

Lao Liang, however, was full of confidence. As He Lanchan's number one fan, he believed that Qin Shi was not much inferior.

At least at the same age, his own apprentice has achieved more.

The seven limits of the physical body, and the breakthrough of four barriers.

This astonishing speed of cultivation is almost on par with Qi Wuxiang!

Legend has it that the Great Demon King, who has been overlooking the Milky Way for almost a thousand years and has stood atop the stars for the longest time, is the one who has been the oldest.

Five major limits that you break at twenty!
Before he was even thirty, he began a life of invincibility, unmatched by anyone below the God of War!
"let me try."

Qin Shi considered it carefully.

He practiced the "Strategic Methods of Warfare," a tradition he hadn't practiced much.

Because it came from the Fourth Battle Group, it was born from the crucible of the battlefield.

One must go through bloody battles to temper one's mortal body and burn every node of life.

Ultimately, it achieves complete integration and unification, resembling a newly born universe after chaos has been created.

From its concept to its power, "The Art of War" is truly deserving of its reputation.

It is known as "SSS-level martial arts"!
However, during the cultivation process, it extracts potential too ruthlessly, almost to the point of exhausting its resources.

If too many life nodes are activated, each operation will excessively consume the mortal body's blood and energy.

In some ways, it's similar to the seven physical limitations, a path once embarked upon that is difficult to turn back from and requires no regrets.

"When I was little, I heard Teacher Lin say that you rejected offers from the four major national universities?"

Old Liang strongly recommended that Qin Shi major in "The Art of War," which also had another layer of consideration.

If one's own apprentice doesn't follow the path of the four major national powers, perhaps they can choose the Warband.

"Hmm. Considering all factors, the four national universities may not be suitable for me. Admittedly, they are the top universities in Dongxia, with unparalleled resources and heritage."

But it also means that once I accept those generous and tempting resources, I'll be labeled, even shackled, and will have to be restricted in everything I do.

Qin Shi did not hide his thoughts and spoke frankly to Lao Liang:

"As the successor of the Nanhuang Dojo and the future successor to Lao Zhang, if I am entangled by the four major national academic cliques, my license to wear armor and carry weapons without any restrictions will be nothing but a dead letter, and I will lose the greatest deterrent power of the dojo master."

Secondly, I have no powerful backers among the four major national universities. The powerful and wealthy are concentrated in the capital of North China, the Southwest United Army is teeming with elites, and the Fuxing Tongwen Foundation is everywhere. The only relatively quiet place is Yangchen Museum, but those are all mechanical inventors; I can't fit in there.”

Old Liang nodded, his eyes filled with approval.

The prestige of the four major national universities is too dazzling. Any student who is just stepping into the threshold of senior year of high school, as long as they receive an admission notice, will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and will never be ordinary again. Wherever they are, they will arouse the envy and jealousy of others.

It is truly remarkable that Qin Shi was able to relinquish the four easily attainable states and instead choose to settle down and consolidate its power.

The younger you are, the more you want to seize the limelight and the spotlight.

Have you considered the Warband path?

Old Liang asked.

His face, etched with the marks of time, shone with an inexplicable radiance.

"If you'd like, I can think of a way."

Is Lao Liang finally deciding to stop hiding his identity as a "King of Soldiers"?
Qin Shi's heart stirred slightly.

He had never discussed this topic with Lao Liang.

Exploring someone else's past is like uncovering a raw, scabbed wound.

This is considered impolite behavior.

"Master Liang, do you have connections?"

Qin Shi feigned curiosity and asked.

“I used to be a soldier, and I know some people, including a few old comrades-in-arms with whom I have a decent relationship.”

Old Liang scratched the back of his head, seemingly lacking confidence.

He couldn't really say for sure how the Fourth War Group would treat him after all those experiences.

"No rush, Master Liang. Let's consider future issues after the comprehensive development movement in Hengzhou is over."

Qin Shi waved his hand, indicating that the great expansion would last about six months.

As the year draws to a close, he will be taking the college entrance examination.

Only then will we need to think about the way forward.

"As long as you are strong enough, you will have plenty of choices."

Qin Shi firmly believed this.

"When Senior Zhang returns, let him give you some advice."

Old Liang said conservatively.

He planned to write a letter to the division headquarters of the Fourth Battle Regiment after Hengzhou was fully unsealed.

As a veteran, he was qualified to be recommended for the elite corps.

"The warband is great in every way, except it's too tough. The crucible of war is cruel and merciless, and I'm worried that Xiao Shi won't be able to endure it."

Looking back, Lao Liang recalled being selected for the elite corps, traveling by spaceship or piloting a super machine to carry out missions in various pioneering areas.

Companions, the Chaos Faction, the Dark Civilization... these are all hostile forces.

The slightest mistake could lead to a fate worse than death.

After all, there's never a shortage of skilled soul manipulators here.

Therefore, scouts are often issued a Glory Bomb.

Used for martyrdom!

"Those were glorious years."

Old Liang's eyes were unfocused, and his throat moved involuntarily; the alcohol he had just given up was acting up again.

Qin Shi noticed this and said with a smile:
"Commander Liang, let me have a few drinks with you, and some snacks too. Let's talk about your time in the army."

Watching Qin Shi's excited figure rush out the door and downstairs, Lao Liang chuckled.

He patted his knees with his palms and softly hummed the battle song his squad leader had taught him:
"Armor clangs in fury, the starry sea stretches out, the flames of war still burn. Swords point, the netherworld howls coldly, the holy flames gradually fade. The Purple Palace walls are stained with blood, the star torches are rekindled to illuminate the universe... Let us start anew, gather the old galaxy, and face the Heavenly Palace!"

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"How can an everlasting legacy be extinguished! The Great Expedition will cleanse us of our sins!"

The patrol warship lay silently across the vast universe, its void shields held open yet stationary, resembling a majestic mountain range floating in outer space.

If there were knowledgeable people or military enthusiasts, they would probably be able to tell.

This is a large destroyer of the Eastern Xia Navy Department, responsible for carrying out large-scale interstellar patrol missions.

The Crimson Sword flag displayed above indicates that it belongs to the Fourth Battle Group.

"The mighty divine machine, bearing the mandate of heaven, the chainsaw blade gleams in the frosty moonlight..."

A short figure stood at the front of the bridge, gazing at the vast starry sky, softly reciting a stirring and magnificent war song.

"Report to the captain: This radio burst may last for fifteen to eighteen days. We need to maintain silence for ten cosmic days. If we force a jump, it may affect the formation of rifts in the Netherworld and cause us to lose our course."

The adjutant stepped forward to report.

He was dressed in the dark uniform of the Fourth Regiment, with a handsome face and upright posture, like a male star who had stepped out of a movie.

"What bad timing. If it weren't for this radio burst, we should have arrived in Hengzhou at the same time as the Seventh Battle Group, and you might have been able to meet Mo Zhenting."

The short figure didn't turn around, but the voice was deep and friendly, seemingly containing a hint of laughter.

"Mo Zhenting, this rising star, shines brightly, while you remain unknown and have been obscure for several years. I remember you two graduated from the same class at Southwest Associated University?"

The young and handsome adjutant remained expressionless and said in a deep voice:
"Reporting to the captain, Commander Mo of the Seventh Regiment is enjoying a meteoric rise in his career, far surpassing my own abilities. However, I have no intention of competing with him; I only wish to gain experience and grow within the Fourth Regiment..."

The figure with their back turned waved their hand to interrupt:
"You speak official jargon even better than I do. Why don't we just give you the captainship and I'll be your adjutant?"

The military has always wanted to create a new role model and exemplar, following the example of Jiang Wanli and Han Qingyu, the twin stars of the Great Pioneer.

You and Mo Zhenting are undoubtedly excellent matches.

The young adjutant remained unmoved, his face resolute.

"Commander Jiang has distinguished himself in battle, single-handedly commanding the ancient star Gouchen and subduing the monstrous star god codenamed 'Suanni.' Commander Han used three hundred warships to defeat the dark tides of the Netherworld and restore the administrative new star."

Both of you are outstanding and indomitable individuals. Commander Mo may have the ambition to surpass you, but I have absolutely no such thought.

The figure behind him wore a helpless expression. In the words of his old friend, Xiao Zheng was a good kid in every way, except that he was too serious, a little too serious.

"You are, after all, a top student from Southwest Associated University, second place in the four major national joint entrance examination competition, and second on the list of candidates for the torch."

In terms of achievements, he was only better and more outstanding than Mo Zhenting.

The young adjutant, keeping his eyes straight ahead and maintaining a military salute, declared firmly:
"Reporting to the Captain, you once said that one should not easily become complacent because of the praise one has received in the first half of one's life. Every soldier who steps into the Fourth Fleet should cast aside the past..."

The figure could no longer maintain their composure and quickly turned around:

"Stop, stop. That was a draft that the writer specially wrote for me. I just read it aloud, and you actually took it seriously."

What I mean is, can you do something to boost the morale of the Fourth Battle Group and put an end to the arrogance of the Seventh Battle Group?

Let me also make myself proud.

The young adjutant seemed to understand upon hearing this. He hesitated for two seconds, then asked tentatively:
Is this considered an order?

The figure covered his forehead, thinking, "Why is this kid so rigid? Does he have to treat this kind of thing like a mission?"

"Fine! I'm ordering you, as the captain, to give that Mo Zhenting a good beating!"

The young adjutant stood with his legs together, his posture even more upright, and said very seriously:
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

They completely disregarded the rising star of the Seventh Battle Group!
“Xiao Zheng, you are the most outstanding graduate in the Southwest United Army in the past ten years. Why did you leave the Seventh Regiment and insist on going to the tough and tiring Fourth Regiment? I remember you also applied to serve in the ‘Steel Seventh Company’, which is where we usually play the vanguard role.”

The person in the back wasn't very old, at least not considering his status.

Capable of commanding cruiser warships, especially for the Fourth Fleet which is stationed on the frontier defense line year-round.

This indicates that his military rank would not be lower than senior colonel, which is equivalent to a division commander.

This step, for the vast majority of those hailed as "generals," requires a lifetime of struggle, until their temples turn gray.

The figure standing proudly at the front of the bridge looked to be in his early forties, showing no signs of old age.

"Reporting to the Captain, I believe that Dongxia should always uphold the lofty ambition of pioneering and forging ahead to restore the Milky Way. When I was studying, I had the privilege of reading Marshal Qin's 'On the Transformation of Civilization,' and I deeply agree with Marshal Qin's concept of 'the fire of civilization.'"

The young adjutant raised his sword-like eyebrows, which slanted upwards towards his temples, and his tone finally showed some fluctuation, revealing a sense of excitement.

He recited it word by word:

"The flame of civilization is not the private property of emperors and generals, nor is it an ornament in the halls of power; it is forged by the blood and sweat of millions of ordinary citizens! Do not fear the perilous waves of history, for the power of the masses is as strong as a rainbow..."

The figure with a gentle expression took the document and said:

"The spark of civilization will surely ignite a new world ablaze with red..." This is a political essay written by Commander Qin, which has been included in his masterpiece. But you still haven't answered me why you came to the Fourth Battle Group. With your family background and personal abilities, you could have taken a much smoother path.

The young adjutant answered decisively:

"Reporting to the Captain, I have answered! I am willing to make every contribution to the continuation and prosperity of the Eastern Xia civilization! The Fourth Battle Group defends the border and is the strongest wall of Eastern Xia. I came here hoping to throw myself into the furnace and shine brightly!"

The figure seemed to approve, nodding slightly.

Before he could speak, the young adjutant named "Xiao Zheng" spoke again:

"Furthermore, I greatly admire Marshal Qin. Although he does not accept any form of worship, I truly regard Marshal Qin as my lifelong leader and an immortal monument!"

Therefore, following in Qin Shuai's footsteps is also my life's ideal!

The figure paused for a moment, then smiled:

"I knew it, the old man's name is more effective than anything else. But next time someone asks you, remember to change your answer."

The young adjutant was puzzled.

"Just say it's because of my personal charm that a top student like you from the Southwest Union traveled thousands of light-years to the border of Eastern Xia and joined the Fourth Battle Group."

The figure was facing the universe, and compared to the young adjutant's upright posture, his not-so-tall stature appeared much "shorter".

Even so, everyone who looked at the bridge would unconsciously focus their attention on that figure from behind.

Just as the sun naturally attracts the stars, the incredibly hot celestial bodies forever capture anything that gets too close.

This incredibly powerful influence is not limited to the Fourth Warband.

This applies to everything, no matter where you place it.

the reason is simple.

The man in the silhouette is named Qin Huaien, the future successor of the Fourth Battle Group, and the legendary "Crown Prince" who is above several army commanders.

The "successor" personally appointed by Commander Qin!
"Hengzhou..."

Qin Huaien's eyes were slightly unfocused as he softly recited:

"Let us start anew, gather the old galaxies, and face the celestial palace..."

Several familiar faces vaguely appeared before his eyes.

He was particularly impressed by "Xiao Liang," who had been his bodyguard.

"I remember that stubborn donkey was from Hengzhou. It's been many years, I wonder how he's doing..."

Qin Huaien recalled the old days, the military court trial that should have been aimed at him, and a shadow fell over his eyes.

(End of this chapter)