The bleak autumn wind kept blowing, and a camp was stationed on a plain in the suburbs. From time to time, there were shouts of killing coming. When I looked closer, I saw a group of fully armed soldiers waving their spears in their hands and constantly waving them in place.

The number of this team of soldiers is about 2,000, and they are all wearing armor made of stainless steel and weapons of the same material. From a distance, although it is not as stunning as the Nasaric Guard, it is already considered an excellent force in this world.

At this moment, at the front of the queue, Gazef was scanning the soldiers in front of him with a serious expression, and beside him was Brian, who was also serious.

After the preparation camp was built, Zhang Fan began to let Xizi's machinery factory create thousands of pairs of fine steel armor for arming.

When I first saw those armors, many people in the preparatory camp were amazed. Many of them had worked as peasants in the kingdom before. Not to mention armor of this level, it would be nice to give you a suitable leather. Many people even had to configure their own arms. They had never seen such situations as food, accommodation and packaging.

Although Zhang Fan's expectations for them were not high, the treatment they should be given was not bad. For problems such as food or accommodation, they were basically equipped with the highest level. The reason for doing this was for reputation, and the other hand, they were afraid that they could not withstand high-intensity training and were about to leave.

Originally, Zhang Fan hoped that the chief instructor Judie Juming was responsible for the task of training them, but who knew that the other party would not agree to this request anyway.

In her words, she was unwilling to teach a group of trash that was not much better than ants. If she just trained Brian and Gazeff, it would be barely possible, but if she really wanted to train those weak humans, she would probably be out of control and murder.

Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Zhang Fan immediately stopped trying to force it, so he only asked her to take charge of Gazef and Brian, and the others were left to them for training, which was a certain division of labor.

"The Magic Kingdom is indeed much better than the Kingdom. At least this kind of armor can only be worn by nobles before."

Brian's fingers gently slid over the steel armor on his body, and his tone couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Yes, I just don't know what it is like compared to other legions." Gazeff's tone was a little solemn, and his eyes were also flashing with worry.

Looking at Gazef's expression, Brian suddenly sighed:

"Gejof, are you still worried about that?"

Upon hearing this, Gerceff was silent for a while, and then said, "I actually don't want to participate in political matters, but now rumors are everywhere, and His Majesty the Sorcerer King has not come out to calm down. This is really not a good omen."

When the two first arrived at the Magic Kingdom, they didn't know much about the domestic situation at first, but as time went by, they also heard some rumors, that is, the fact that the Magic King and the Regent were incompatible.

If it were before, Gazeff didn't care much. He would rarely get involved in such things, but now he seems to be unable to get involved.

You should know that they are the ones the Sorcerer King calls for, but just a few days ago, Juejiming suddenly told him that this army was specially prepared for the Black Front Army under the Regent, which means that they will be summoned to the Regent in the future.

Even if even people like Gazef who are not very sensitive to political smell notice something is wrong, they are the people received by the Sorcerer themselves, but are now placed under the Regent. No matter how you look at it, it seems that it is not a simple dispatch mission.

So Gerve had a headache these days. He was particularly afraid that the Magic King would suddenly find him one day and let him participate in something unspeakable.

As the king's personal bodyguard, although Gazeff had not personally participated in political struggles, he had seen many things, so he knew very well that the degree of danger was, especially the regent who was as famous as the Sorcerer.

Gerjeff is currently not sure about the strength of the Regent, but Jue Di Jue Ming once revealed indirectly that the Regent is likely to be a warrior who is no less powerful than the Magic King.

This also explains why the Sorcerer King dare not take action directly.

This news undoubtedly made Gazeff even more worried. He had contacted the Magic King twice before, but he had even seen the mysterious Regent so far.

"Actually, I don't think you have to worry about this at all. I think only the Duke level can participate in the fight. People like us are simply dispensable. Where are we qualified to get involved in this kind of thing?"

Brian seemed very disdainful of Gazeff's concerns. He believed that Gazeff's idea was completely unfair.

In the world of strong people, what can ants do?

What else can you do except look up at the two big guys fighting?

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As for the so-called use, don't joke. If it were placed in the kingdom, Brian might still believe that he was valuable, but this idea would undoubtedly make people laugh at this time.

In his opinion, the strength of those who can be used must also be extremely powerful, such as the Blood Duke Shatia Bradfren and the Duke Sauron Dimigos who have not taken action yet. Such characters may be able to be used by those two. For people like them who are not capable of strength and wisdom, it is good that the Sorcerer King did not think they were burdened.

After several months of understanding, Brian and Gerva have also seen the strength of the other three legions. Not to mention the invincible war legion, the Holy Light Legion guarding the city is enough to make most countries look up to it.

You should know that there are no less than 500 main angels in the Holy Light Legion. You should know that they are the highest-level angels who have destroyed the demon gods. But in the eyes of the Magic Kingdom, such monsters are like a scattered street. Brian even suspected that as long as the Magic King thinks, it is very likely that this kind of angel will have as much as you want.

"You said it right, but in fact, what I am more worried about is not this. What I am more worried about is that if the conflicts in the end are really irreconcilable, then you will probably have to rely on your strength to determine the winner or lose. I have seen the previous battle scenes. People of their level can easily destroy a city just by just the aftermath of the battle.

If that time really comes, how many innocent people will die in the Magic Kingdom..."

Although Gazeff was the chief warrior, his compassion was not at all reduced. This can be seen from the willingness to sacrifice himself after he was surrounded by the Sunshine Book and was willing to sacrifice himself for the rear.

"These two have not taken action so far. I believe they are all concerned about this reason. Even if there is a conflict at that time, they should be a little restrained, at least they won't start a war here."

When Brian heard what Gerva said, he felt a stern heart. Although he had never seen the massacre battle of Yelantire, he could vaguely feel the feeling of powerlessness from the words Gerva said.

After all, he is a strong man who can control that monster. If he really exerts all his strength, it should be no problem to destroy a city.

"I hope so." Gjeff had no answer in his heart. This world is not a fair world after all. Here the strong can act recklessly, while the weak can only allow bullying in the corner.

The so-called strong protect the weak, which is actually more often just a fantasy of people for a better life.

Just as the two were chatting, a pretty back suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of them.

"Instructor!" The moment he saw the other party, Gazef and Brian shouted respectfully.

The person in front of them was nothing but someone else, but Jue Ding Jue Ming who rushed over.

"I have something to tell you, Ao... The Regent asked you to see him tomorrow and bring the army with you. After training for so long, it's time to see the effect."

Jue Hei Jue Ming turned his face, with a deep sense of impatientness in his eyes.

Zhang Fan has finally been able to stay here for more time these days. Even Juejiujiujiu has not been able to bother him enough. If she hadn't been afraid that Zhang Fan would be angry, she wouldn't have been lazy to come here.

"The Regent wants to see us?" Hearing this, Gerceff froze slightly.

"Well, remember to meet the palace tomorrow afternoon. I will go back first if I have nothing to do. Today I will just pass on a message." Judie Juming turned around again after saying that. When he saw the soldiers who were training desperately, there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

She didn't understand, is it really interesting to struggle like this kind of creature like an ant?

As a strong man, Jue Hei Jue Ming is very clear that a high-end combat power can exert much power on the battlefield than a thousand troops.

The reason why the country of Buddhism can suppress many foreign countries is mainly because of the strong men in the Six Colored Holy Books. As for those army, slaughtering to death is just a support.

Take her for example. As long as he thinks, not to mention the two thousand people in front of him, even two thousand people, she is confident that she can kill seven in seven out of their crowd.

For the strong, the only meaning of the existence of an army is to play a decorative role. If both sides really fight, these armies may not even be considered cannon fodder.

So Jue Hei Jueming didn't quite understand why characters like Zhang Fan who could easily subdue her had to train this group of useless humans so persistently.

For him, if the two armies really face off, he can at least win a million troops alone, and even tens of millions of troops are not enough for him to kill alone. In this case, he can completely rely on himself to defend a city. Why should he abandon such great energy to cultivate a group of troops that cannot even be called cannon fodder?
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