Chapter 962: Like A Natural Cold Weapon
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Soon, the blue team led by Qin Song won.
They won with a strategy of outflanking the enemy.
Although the red team was unstoppable, their strategy was insufficient and they were naturally defeated.
Gu Nuo’er poked her chin with her small hand and sighed. “It was no wonder Elder Brother Siming’s chess skills improved at lightning speed.”
Looking at the chessboard-like battlefield every day, the changes in the teams were like the ups and downs of the situation.
This wolf was really smart!
Ye Siming rode his horse closer.
The soldiers immediately stood in order and stopped talking. Even though they were so tired that they were panting, they hurriedly made way in the middle for Ye Siming.
This was class awareness.
No matter how powerful a soldier was, they had to respect the alpha.
Ye Siming got off the horse. He, who wasn’t good at praising people, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “Good job.”
As he spoke, he got someone to bring the warhorse away first.
The youth loosened his wrist, raised his eyebrows, and said arrogantly, “Which one of you can snatch this war flag from me? I’ll cover his expenses for this month and can even let him go back and rest for three days.”
The surrounding soldiers immediately looked at Ye Siming eagerly.
The youth gritted his teeth and said angrily, “Have you forgotten what I taught you again?!”
Only then did everyone come back to their senses.
They treated it as a joke, but the marquis wanted to take this opportunity to train them again.
Immediately, everyone got into formation.
With just one look, they would immediately split up and outflank the enemy.
Some of them were in charge of sneak attacks, some were in charge of snatching the flag, and some were in charge of attacking Ye Siming’s hand.
However, without exception, they were either defeated by Ye Siming’s fists or pressed to the ground by his flag.
As long as one was covered in dust, they would be eliminated.
More and more soldiers gradually left to watch.
They kept cheering and cheering fiercely for Ye Siming.
“Marquis, your punch was beautifully executed!!”
In the end, only Qin Song was left as Ye Siming’s opponent.
The youth panted heavily, but his eyes were sparkling.
After exchanging blows with over ten thousand people, he didn’t show any fatigue.
It was really terrifying.
He was like a natural cold weapon.