Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Pfft! 

*cough* *cough*

Sheng Shan Lang coughed a few times and looked at Feng Ao Si incredulously. He didn't expect that this big blockhead would be asking about something like this so suddenly.

"What makes you ask that question? Did you think you're not doing a good job?"

"Just answer me." Feng Ao Si rolled his eyes.

In terms of ranks, Sheng Shan Lang was higher than Feng Ao Si. He did well in this war and had been granted the rank of 4000 men commander, which was why he was in a good mood. For a person without background like him, every promotion was another step towards his goal.

On the other hand, Feng Ao Si's promotion was mostly because of his contribution in killing many commanders over the years. With his martial arts and great physical strength, there were not many low ranked commanders who could contend with him.

Now, his opponents were basically those who were also 3000 men commanders or above, which made it difficult for him to increase his rank with such method again. These people were either more cunning or they also have great physical strength.

This was also one of the reasons why Old Master Nan didn't allow his first grandson to be promoted again.

Instead, it was Nan Luo who was finally promoted to the same rank as Feng Ao Si again.

If he didn't make any progress, it was estimated that Nan Luo would leave him far behind to the point that it was impossible for him to catch up with the other party.

This gave Feng Ao Si some pressure. 

And Feng Ao Kuai's hard blow yesterday also damaged his self esteem to some degree. This made him pondered heavily about whether he was suitable for this path or not and whether walking on this path will be beneficial for him and his family.

As a married man, he also had to consider his wife, so Feng Ao Kuai was troubled. If he was not a soldier, he really couldn't think of a way for him to feed his wife.

If he couldn't earn money, how could he support his family?

No, no, no, that couldn't happen.

Feng Ao Si was troubled and also worried that if he continued to be reckless, the next thing that happened would be for him to lose his life on the frontline along with his soldiers. 

Such accident was not that rare.

"You're a good martial artist." Sheng Shan Lang was trying to build the words to say carefully. He had the feeling that this brother in law he got for his sister was indeed a bit stupid. But since he had handed his sister to him, he also had to seriously consider this the aspect of his career.

Naturally, he didn't want Feng Ao Si to go back home. 

As a fellow soldier, he had his reason why he wanted to fight at the frontline and why he wanted someone like Feng Ao Si to also stay.

"A good martial artist didn't mean that I'm a good commander." Feng Ao Si rolled his eyes, surprisingly smart for a time.

Sheng Shan Lang laughed dryly and then replied, "No one is a good commander right on the go. Do you think that I didn't grow up when I'm on the frontline? That's impossible. Tell you what, I'm also very simple minded like you back then."

Feng Ao Si looked at Sheng Shan Lang and nodded in agreement.

The two of them have similar temperament, which was why they could get along well. They were also very direct in their speech and didn't seem to care about how others viewed them.

With the goal of being a general, the two of them had cooperate quite well over the years.

"But my adjutant is beating my head back then after several consecutive failures." Sheng Shan Lang touched the back of his head, remembering the harsh beating he received many years ago. "He told me that it's fine for me to prefer the direct attacks, but I also need to learn some simple tactics so that our attacks' pattern can be varied and trick the enemies."

Feng Ao Si listened and thought of his adjutant.

With his martial arts, it would be a wonder for Dai not to end up not being able to get out of the bed if Dai dared to attack him. 

Dai, who was busy to arrange for the soldiers under Feng Ao Si to take a break and arrange their next arrangement after the punishment was over, sneezed. 

He looked bewildered and silently prayed for Feng Ao Si not to make more trouble for him. He already felt so tired after the repeated bashing on the battlefield over the past few years.

"I learn some simple tactics and followed his arrangement. Of course, it's not like I just passively agree to his arrangement but also proposed my plans. Occasionally, I can still go with the frontal battle and he would arrange the others. But at other times, I listened to his arrangement for me to help the soldiers and not too aggressive." Sheng Shan Lang shrugged.

"You see, the art of war is plenty. There are various methods that one can use to fight the enemy and if I keep on being stubborn, my adjutant told me that I'll only end up losing my life. For the sake of my own life and my soldiers' lives, I had studied several tactics and the arrangement I need to follow."

Sheng Shan Lang sighed deeply.

He didn't have the opportunity like many of these young masters to study in the academy. The knowledge of war and many others were only learned by experiencing it firsthand. Thankfully, he had several knowledgeable subordinate who helped him to be able to reach this height.

Without their help, Sheng Shan Lang knew that he wouldn't be able to reach this far. 

It was just that other people might not know how many supports he had received behind his back because their names were not famous.