Meeting?
The soldiers were stunned for a moment.
In the Chengyun Legion, meetings are frequent and normal. Summarizing the gains and losses of the war in order to determine the legion's next training plan, running-in direction, etc. is an indispensable part of the legion's development.
But in the past, this kind of thing only needed Meng Hui to do it. This was the first time that Ling Xiao personally presided over the post-war meeting!
Ten minutes later, after briefly treating their injuries, the wounded regrouped at the edge of the martial arts field.
Ling Xiao did not preside over the meeting, but only listened in, occasionally interrupting Meng Hui's narration and putting forward some concise opinions.
This meeting lasted for an unprecedented twelve hours. Although they had just come off the battlefield, there was no sign of fatigue on everyone's face, but instead they were excited.
Ling Xiaoti's opinions, although concise and concise, always go to the core, making people feel enlightened, as if they see a brighter future for the Ten Thousand Leaves Formation and the Xiaoqi Formation.
After the soldiers dismissed the meeting with unsatisfied feelings, Ling Xiao left Meng Hui alone.
"The general is so talented that I am so impressed by him!" Meng Hui flattered him with great joy, but he seemed extremely sincere.
Every time Ling Xiao gives advice, he is so pertinent and precise. With such a general, why should the Chengyun Army not be happy?
Meng Hui feels more and more that leaving Yan Lun and joining Cheng Yun is simply the most correct decision he has ever made in his life!
"Stop flattering me."
Ling Xiao was indifferent and just glanced at the meeting minutes in his hand.
Most of the opinions he put forward were put forward by the spiritual herbs around him. They were just picking up people's wisdom and were not something to be proud of.
On the contrary, Meng Hui was able to make the Chengyun Legion prosper even when Ling Xiao liked to be the hands-off shopkeeper. He was indeed a rare talent.
After a while, Ling Xiao returned the minutes to the other party, nodded slightly and said, "You have been doing a good job. No matter who succeeds me next, I hope you can continue this work attitude."
Meng Hui said in astonishment: "General, you...what did you say?"
Ling Xiao collected the spiritual grass from the martial arts field and said, "My service period is up and I will be discharged from the army in a few days."
Meng Hui's tiger body was shaken, and he couldn't help but take a step back, speechless.
Ling Xiao collected the spiritual grass, waved it casually, and leveled the land again. Without looking at Meng Hui's face, he returned to the tent.
[Se embryo, is this your farewell? It’s so cold! 】 Xiaoshu yelled.
"That's it. Talking too much will cause more trouble."
Ling Xiao shook his head.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.
After getting along for almost a year, leading the Chengyun Legion through life and death, Ling Xiao had some feelings for them.
However, Ling Xiaozhi is not in the army, so he will be cut off as soon as possible, just like he did with the cannon fodder camp.
In the next few days, Ling Xiao returned to staying at home. Accompanied by Xiao Gua, he gradually forgot about the Chengyun Legion.
Today, his success rate in drawing the Breaking Army Talisman has exceeded 8%. Compared with the experience of learning mainstream third-level talismans, this progress is almost as fast as a turtle.
The learning progress of the wind talisman and the wind talisman is even worse. Currently, the success rate is less than 5%.
It is still far from being able to maintain capital.
But Ling Xiao has a very peaceful mind and will draw twice a day, whether it succeeds or not.
He firmly believes that he is on the right path, so he does not need to look ahead to the destination, he only needs to quietly appreciate the scenery along the way.
A few days later, Liang Zhi came to the door as promised, bringing Ling Xiao's latest military exploits, discharge notice, battlefield pass, and Yunhuang's invitation.
"Senior Yunhuang hopes that you will go and see his old man before leaving." Liang Zhi did not hide anything, paused and explained the reason, "Senior Yunhuang seems to want to retain you, and hopes that you can continue to work for Longxing. Dynasty service.”
Seeing Ling Xiao and Liang Zhi walking out of the tent, as if they were about to leave, the soldiers training on the martial arts ground subconsciously stopped.
The whole place was deathly silent.
After a while, someone cautiously asked: "General, are you really going to retire?"
Ling Xiao stopped, nodded and said: "Yes, prepare to go through the formalities. Starting today, I will step down as the commander of the Chengyun Army. I wish you all good luck in the future."
The soldiers looked at each other.
They had already heard the news from Meng Hui, but they still found it difficult to accept when they heard Ling Xiao admit it personally.
Moreover, it’s too ridiculous!
Doesn't the military golden elixir have an eight-year service period? Ling Xiao has only been in the army for more than a year, how can he retire?
Could it be that he has really accumulated enough military exploits?
But, how is this possible?
The soldiers couldn't understand.
This is normal, after all, I have never seen Ling Xiao kill a golden elixir of the same level with my own eyes.
Even a few days ago, Ling Xiao rescued Liang Zhi in front of them. They were so immersed in the changes in the battle formation that they didn't pay much attention to that scene.
I really don’t understand how Ling Xiao earned his military exploits!
Could it be that he has other side jobs?
The soldiers were full of doubts, but their expressions were extremely complicated.
They had been in the army for many years and had experienced the transfer of generals many times, but never once did they feel uneasy like this.
After nearly a year of getting along, although Ling Xiao rarely appeared and rarely gave them guidance, everyone subconsciously recognized that Ling Xiao was the soul of this army.
Without Ling Xiao leading them to open the gate of Wanye Formation, there would not be the current Chengyun Legion.
Now, Ling Xiao's sudden resignation has made many people unable to accept it, but they dare not say anything to persuade him to stay.
After holding it in for a long time, I heard Meng Hui salute with a "pop" and said in a deep voice: "I will always remember General's support and guidance. I wish you all the best in the future! Goodbye, General!"
All the soldiers woke up from a dream and started shouting one after another.
"Take care, General!"
"goodbye!"
"We will miss you!"
Ling Xiao looked at the sincere faces that had receded from their smoothness. He couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in his nose. He took a deep breath and said, "I will miss you too. Goodbye."
He waved his hand and left.
After leaving the camp, Liang Zhi whispered: "Senior, you can continue to lead the Chengyun Army."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly and said instead: "General Liang, Meng Hui has done a good job during this period. If a new general of the Chengyun Army is to be appointed, I suggest that he take over."
Liang Zhi sighed softly in his heart and could only say: "It should be possible. It is common practice for the new commander to be promoted from the original members. In short, I will help recommend him."
Arrive at the Chinese army’s tent.
Yunhuang, who seemed to be standing in the clouds, slowly lowered his figure and came to the two of them.
"Boy, if Mingren doesn't tell secrets, what are the conditions for you to join the Dragon Star Dynasty? If you don't want to lead the army, I can recommend you to serve as a guest minister. It's very free." Yunhuang's indifferent face showed a rare trace. kind.
Ling Xiao pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head, ready to refuse.
But Yunhuang waved his hand and interrupted him: "A salary of three million spirit stones per year, and a third-grade commander will be awarded to you, and five legions will be assigned to you. How about it?"
