357 Junior Brother

The sky gradually darkened. Long Yu walked to the road of the military camp. The soldiers coming and going seemed a little anxious. The breeze blew on their faces, as if baptizing them.

Long Yu was walking around the military camp leisurely, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the location where Zhan Hao's troops were assembled. Long Yu stood quietly by and watched Zhan Hao and his three brothers training, while the soldiers on the opposite side swung their weapons to chop, slash, split, and stab.

Long Yu and like are the formations and the tactical combination between soldiers. A simple sword swing is just a small matter. On the battlefield, the soldiers are in chaos, and one's strength seems not so capable. It's like if you really swing your sword to kill the enemy, no matter how strong you are, you can't withstand the siege of 10,000 soldiers.

Long Yu put his hands behind his back and walked towards Zhan Hao, looking at him with a smile on his face.