69novels Chapter 201: One Day of Demon Slaying
Chapter 201: One Day of Demon Slaying
In the afternoon, they overcame all obstacles along the way. Although there were wounded among the team of fifty people, no one was sacrificed. This was due to their formation of huddling together for warmth and the fact that these monster camps were relatively weak.
There were a few Hill Rock Helmet Kings, but there were no large monsters like the Rock Dragon Lizard, so Su Pingninglian's team of fifty people could still handle it.
They set out on the journey back to the camp. The uninjured soldiers supported or carried the injured soldiers on their backs, and as they talked and amused each other, it seemed like the most eye-catching picture in the world, a picture of iron and tenderness.
They can go to the battlefield, kill monsters, and slay enemies, but they can also take care of their comrades, cook meals, and set up camps. The Liyue Thousand Rock Army is truly exceptional.
Among these soldiers, Iwakawa, who did not need to carry the wounded and did not need to check on the way back to the camp, walked leisurely at the front of the team with his head resting on his hands.
Occasionally he turned his head and looked at the setting sun. The blood-red setting sun illuminated half the sky. The fiery clouds of various shapes rolled and stretched, silently telling that time was passing.
I don't know if it was because of the scene or he suddenly felt something, but Iwakawa shook his head and recited a poem. His tone and pronunciation were really unique.
"I write a poem for a thousand rocks, and express all my thoughts in one poem..."
"Shut up!" Su Ping closed his eyes slightly, looking gloomy.
"What's wrong?" Iwakawa raised his eyebrows, his face full of confusion. Looking at the handsome boy, he suddenly realized the reason and burst into laughter.
"I almost forgot that this poem is our leader's first work, but its lingering charm and popularity are comparable to some ancient poems!"
Su Ping sighed and shook his head, saying, "That's far from enough. If your words were to spread today, it would surely cause a stir, shake up the literary world, and promote people's enthusiasm for ancient poetry!"
"Anyway, there's no one else in this remote place except us brothers, so why should we care so much?" Iwakawa stretched out his arms, then let one hand hang naturally while the other reached to the side.
When he stretched out his hand, a young Qianyan soldier was helping him carry his spear. Upon seeing the hand reaching out, he returned the spear to him.
"You're the only one who can let others carry the gun for you. Go back and practice more!" Su Ping complained for the young Qianyan soldier.
Yanchuan uttered a sigh and said calmly, "It is stated in the Qianyan Law that if necessary, scouts do not have to carry guns, but let their comrades carry them temporarily."
“Should there be an additional clause in the decree that specifies what the necessary circumstances are? And don’t forget, obedience is a soldier’s duty!” Su Ping said with his “official authority” and without giving in.
What both of them said are reasonable. Success or failure depends only on the person who is making the argument. That is, whoever is more eloquent and aggressive is right...it's just arguing.
Iwakawa took a deep breath and said, "The leader is just a position designated by the centurion. He has no control over the troops and no actual authority. How can he expect the soldiers of the same rank to obey him?"
Su Ping said calmly: "Then I won't care about you anymore."
Before he finished speaking, Iwakawa had already given up. He said faintly, "You can't play like this. We are talking about the military discipline of the Qianyan Army. Please don't bring in personal grudges."
Su Ping remained unmoved and looked at him with a smile on his face.
"I give in. Please don't ignore me!" Iwakawa said weakly.
Before the verbal battle even started and before there was any fierce confrontation, one person raised the white flag and surrendered. This was because the other person had a firm grip on his lifeline.
Yanchuan is not afraid of anything except being alone. That would be like him being all alone, a situation he doesn't want to face.
"In that case, let's practice more at night." Su Ping smiled softly and said, "Obey orders?"
"Yes, sir!" Iwakawa gritted his teeth. Even though he knew the other party was just joking and would not really ignore him, he still could not choose another option.
There are always people in the world who will make choices that others cannot understand for the sake of their inner beliefs, and Iwakawa is just like that now.
As for why Su Ping would confront him today and put on such a good show, there was actually no reason. He just felt that since he had promised to do it, he had to do it.
Ning Lian looked at the two people bickering, his face calm, and said, "So can we leave now?"
Ever since Iwakawa opened his mouth a few words ago, they had been stagnant in this area, not moving forward a single step, so this often silent young man with a weathered voice would open his mouth.
"Yes, of course, why not?" Iwakawa pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, then subconsciously reached out to put his arm around the young man's shoulders, but suddenly remembered something, and quickly put his hand on the shoulder of the boy next to him.
"Boss, Ning has spoken, we can't let him... This good Liyue Thousand Rock Army soldier has been waiting for a long time, so let's go back to the camp."
"Keep going back to the camp!" Su Ping shouted loudly, and then whispered: "Your legs are on your body. Whether you walk or not is up to you, isn't it?"
"We have to obey the boss's orders." Iwakawa turned his head and muttered, "Otherwise, we will have to practice more later. Who can bear it?"
The so-called extra training actually meant going to a corner of the camp at night, and then Ning Lian would unilaterally beat Yanchuan, with each punch hitting his flesh, which made anyone who heard it sad and cry.
Unfortunately, Ning Lian's control of strength was very meticulous, and he made it so painful that the person still felt a little uncomfortable the next day, but there was no visible scar. Going to the military doctor for a check-up was of no use, and there was no way for him to recover quickly.
So Iwakawa secretly made up his mind that he didn't want to be subjected to extra training anymore. From that day on, he decided that he must never offend Ning Lian in front of him in the future, because the feeling of pain and numbness in his limbs was really very tiring.
But man proposes, God disposes. Compared with the friendship between Yanchuan and Ning Lian, the friendship between Su Ping and Ning Lian and the weight of his words are obviously more important.
Therefore, the young man who is suffering tonight, in order to suffer less, has to give up putting his arm around the other young man's shoulder and instead only put his arm around the young man's shoulder.
After taking in all of this, he clearly felt that the boy had nothing to do with the nickname "Demon Slayer". He started to think that this was a young Qianyan Army deliberately fabricated by the others, and he became more resolute in his opinion.
It was unclear how long he could hold out, or even whether he would "turn against" Su Ping again and decide that he was a ruthless and resolute person.
A team of fifty people, each with their own little thoughts but the same big ambition, strode back to the camp.
The setting sun has disappeared, and the last rays of light have also fallen to the ground. A bright moon rises in the east, like frost shining on the world.
The frosty moonlight sprinkled on the earth, revealing a hazy beauty among the sparse leaves. The fifty people belonging to the Qianyan Army had moonlight under their feet, on their bodies and on their heads.
But even at this time, they still couldn't return to the camp in time because something happened to someone at the front of the team.
Iwakawa stood with one hand on his spear, and withdrew the hand that was on the boy's shoulder. He covered his stomach tightly and said in pain, "I think... I have a stomachache!"
Su Ping looked strange. "It's still nearly five miles away from the camp. If you can't help it, go find a tree..."
"How can I possibly bear it!" Iwakawa shouted, dropped his spear, and ran as fast as he could.
Then everyone watched him squatting behind a nearby tree, untying his belt in the half-man-high grass behind the tree, and doing whatever he wanted, making terrifying noises.
"Hey, hey, are you guys looking at us like this? Do you think you won't be able to go home until midnight tonight?" Iwakawa poked his head out of the bushes and scolded unhappily.
Su Ping turned around helplessly, Ning Lian followed suit, and the others followed suit, but the smiles on their faces looked a bit wicked no matter how you looked at them.
For a while, continuous noises were heard, and the people standing closer stretched out their hands and fanned in front of their faces, with a look of disgust and nausea on their faces.
The young soldier, who was still helping to carry the spear, asked with a worried look on his face, "Is Yanchuan okay with this?"
Ning Lian said calmly: "Lazy people poop a lot!"
The young man did not dare to refute this living devil who had really seen it, so he could only look at the gentle boy beside him and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"
"That depends on him. If he doesn't want to see a military doctor, there's nothing I can do about it. I can't just tie him up with a rope and send him over." Su Ping spread his hands.
"Oh." The young man nodded slightly and stopped talking, because he felt that it did make some sense. After all, things cannot be forced.
After a while, Iwakawa still hadn't come out, but the earth-shaking noise had also stopped. The people standing closer no longer had to consider whether to cover their noses or ears.
Boom!
Just when everyone thought they could set out on the road back to the camp, a huge explosion was heard by the Thousand Rocks Army, deafening.
The moment they heard the sound, everyone's faces changed color and they held their spears in preparation for battle. Everyone knew that no matter how hard he tried, Iwakawa could not make such a loud noise like a landslide.
This place is the wilderness, and the most common things in the wilderness are monsters.
This was indeed the case. When the Qianyan Army was on guard, two figures had already rushed out. Then one leaped into the air, and the other continued to rush forward.
The two men were Su Ping, the leader of the fifty people, and Ning Lian, who was feared by everyone. The reason they rushed into the bushes was because of the two young rock dragon lizards that revealed their shapes under the moonlight.
After Su Ping jumped up, he kicked one of the dragon lizards with both feet. The force and momentum were so strong that the young rock dragon lizard was kicked back out of the bush.
Ning Lian bent his body and rushed forward, quickly approaching another young rock dragon lizard. The powerful elemental force that was ready to be unleashed poured out in an instant, and as his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, it pointed directly at the monster.
In an instant, the monster's entire body was frozen, turning into a motionless ice sculpture. Ning Lian's gun was also attached with a large amount of elemental power, and he struck the monster's ice sculpture with a loud bang.
When the ice spear collided with the ice sculpture, the two elemental forces collided, and then the ice sculpture shattered. The young rock dragon lizard frozen in it had its scales slightly broken, and sticky blood spurted out of its mouth and eyes, and it died.