Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

Musha.

This is a term that makes Xia Tian feel a little throbbing.

Gao Fei was surprised, and asked tentatively: "My lord, there are many warriors in the palace, has no one told you about warriors?"

Xia Tian heard about some martial artists in the palace, but because of his status, no one told him in detail.

In the books he has read, there is no introduction of warriors.

I don't know what is the difference between the warriors here and the Chinese warriors?

Xia Tian simply pretended to be ignorant: "This king has been studying in the library since he was a child, so he doesn't know much about warriors!"

"I see!"

Gao Fei suddenly realized: "My lord, a warrior is a person who cultivates martial arts and develops internal strength."

Xia Tian is completely interested: "Inner strength?"

"Yes! Just one breath!"

"What's the matter?"

"The inner family is really angry!"

There was a flash of light in Xia Tian's eyes: "Among warriors, what level is second-rate?"

Gao Fei thought about it, and decided to popularize the common sense of warriors to his lord: "My lord, there are three types of warriors, the third-rate is the worst, the second-rate is in the middle, and the first-rate is the strongest!"

"How to distinguish?"

"Third-rate fighters, who have started to cultivate the true energy of the inner family, can defeat ten elite fighters in one breath. They are called third-rate masters in the world, and they can be a centurion in the army!"

"A second-rate fighter can fight hundreds of elite fighters with a single breath of internal energy. He is known as a second-rate master in the Jianghu. In the army, he can at least be a commander of a thousand commanders!"

"A top-notch fighter can fight thousands of elite fighters with a single mouthful of internal qi. In the army, he can be a general!"

Xia Tian blinked: "A first-rate martial artist is the pinnacle of martial arts?"

Gao Fei shook his head: "Above first-class masters, there is another realm that warriors yearn for, called the Grand Master Realm, one person can defeat ten thousand troops, commonly known as ten thousand enemies!"

Xia Tian's eyes brightened: "Does Da Xia have a Grandmaster?"

Gao Fei shook his head: "There is one, hidden in the worship hall of the imperial palace, named Long Nitian!"

Xia Tian was a little surprised, and murmured: "Defying the sky...what an arrogant name!"

Gao Fei was also taken aback: "My lord, you know me!"

A figure flashed in Xia Tian's mind: "Is that the old eunuch?"

Gao Fei nodded: "That's him!"

"The old stuff around His Majesty the Emperor!"

Xia Tian was very puzzled: "Since he is a master who can defeat thousands of people, why did he enter the palace as a eunuch?"

"My lord, after becoming a eunuch, he got an adventure in the palace and cultivated into the realm of a master!"

"How many masters are there in this world?"

"Three!"

"Who are the other two?"

"Ouyang Du, the national teacher of the Sirius Empire, and Liu Yunyun, the king of the Fairy Kingdom!"

A gleam of splendor flashed in Xia Tian's eyes: "The only female emperor on that continent?"

"Correct!"

So far, Xia Tian finally has some understanding of the warriors on this continent.

Gao Fei thought for a while: "My lord, although you haven't cultivated your inner family's true qi, even though you don't have that kind of breath, you are born with supernatural power, proficient in stealth, concealment, and assassination, and your combat power is at least comparable to third-rate warriors."

"No!"

"Those four third-rate assassins are no match for you, my lord, you are at least comparable to second-rate fighters!"

The corner of Xia Tian's mouth evoked a mysterious smile: "Is it comparable to second-rate?"

Gao Fei nodded vigorously to strengthen his persuasion: "Yes!"

"At least!"

Xia Tian smiled handsomely: "How high a martial artist are you?"

Gao Fei stretched out three fingers seriously: "Third rate!"

"However, I am different from this group of third-rate killers. What they practice is the art of assassination, and what I practice is the art of killing on the battlefield!"

"In the personal guard camp, who else is a warrior?"

"Lu Shu, like me, is a third-rate warrior!"

"Where are the people from Sima Mansion?"

"That Sima Ge can't see through, he's very strong! The other guards are all third-rate masters!"

At this time.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Lu Shu chased down Wubao with all the wounded soldiers, and saluted with eyes full of admiration: "My lord, it's exactly as you said... No matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of random arrows!"

"Now, only the leading female killer escapes. Shall we chase it?"

All the wounded soldiers looked at their lord with admiration!

Everything today is in the calculation of the prince, there is no accident!

The reverence of the wounded soldiers for Xia Tian has reached a new height.

Xia Tian shook his head: "The poor don't chase after them!"

"The soldiers are still injured. If you rush after them, you will be easily defeated by the enemy one by one and killed!"

"Yes!"

Lu Shu turned around and ordered: "Clean the battlefield and take back the arrows."

"Yes!"

All the wounded soldiers happily ran to the corpse.

Cleaning the battlefield means harvesting.

These black-clothed killers seem to be worth a lot of money, and they will definitely gain a lot.

but.

The Guards Battalion has a new military rule: everything seized must be returned to the public.

Do not steal loot for yourself.

Otherwise, it will be dealt with by military law!

original.

According to the military regulations of the Great Xia Army, all strategic materials seized on the battlefield must be handed over, half of the gold and silver treasures must be handed over, and the other half shall be kept for themselves.

However, since his prince made such a regulation, there must be a reason for doing so.

It must be very necessary!

Your lord, you are not a casual person.

The booty that will never be greedy for money!

The wounded soldiers can guarantee this with their own heads!

The prince will definitely maximize the value of the loot!

Tell the truth.

The wounded soldiers rejoice in touching the corpse!

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

From time to time, wounded soldiers uttered excited shouts, attracting everyone's attention: "These killers in black are so rich!"

"I actually have a thousand taels of silver on me!"

"We're rich!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The wounded soldier handed the bank note to Lu Shu and continued.

These black-clothed killers are simply a treasury of walking human figures!

Fighting this kind of battle a few more times will definitely make the Huangzhou Palace rich.

Lu Shu and Gao Fei were also very excited.

They know that the army is a gold swallowing beast.

The larger the army, the more resources will be consumed.

Everyone in the world knew that the emperor didn't like his own prince, so this time he was granted the title of king with very few rewards, making him the poorest prince in the world.

If there is not enough money and food, we will not be able to support an army in the future.

If they can't afford to support an army, their two commanders are just in name only!

This, absolutely not!

"Brothers, don't let go of a copper coin!"

"Yes!"

All the wounded soldiers responded with high morale: "Commander, don't worry!"

"We're all stripped and inspected."

"Not a single coin will be lost!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Gao Fei scolded with a smile: "You old soldier!"

At this time.

Gao Fei turned his head and looked... Where is his prince?

Were you still here just now?

the other side.

The envoy of the Second Sage Tong Yan ran in the air continuously in the snow. Not long after, she ran out of breath and her speed slowed down.

She stopped, and her graceful figure quickly turned back: "Who?"

"come out!"