At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

The next morning.

As soon as it was light, Su Mu got up early, dressed in a simple blue robe, and walked leisurely to inspect the state of the entire army.

During the long sea expedition, the difference in water and soil was enormous. His biggest concern was that his soldiers would suffer from acclimatization problems and dietary incompatibility, which would affect their combat effectiveness and morale.

After inspecting the vanguard battalion, cavalry battalion, and naval battalion, Su Mu turned and headed straight for the cookhouse at the very end of the military camp.

The cookhouse was the starting point of his military career and the place where his original aspirations began. Even now, with his high position and fame, he still has a special attachment and affection for the cookhouse.

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"Drink! Ha!"

The roars echoed through the morning sky, powerful, fierce, and domineering, completely unlike the relaxed and lazy atmosphere of ordinary logistics battalions. On the contrary, they were more spirited and sharp than the training sounds of soldiers on the front lines.

Su Mu raised an eyebrow slightly, his curiosity piqued, and quickly stepped forward.

Upon arriving at the front of the cookhouse, one sees thousands of cooks already up, not chopping wood, fetching water, washing cooking utensils, or starting fires to prepare meals as usual. Instead, they are all dressed in tight-fitting clothes, holding long swords, and lined up neatly in the open space, diligently practicing their swordsmanship in the morning breeze.

This group of cooks, who have been in charge of cooking and feeding the entire army for years, now shed their grime and became sharp-eyed and upright. During their drills, they displayed perfect teamwork and a fierce fighting spirit.

Just then, someone caught a glimpse of Su Mu walking slowly towards them.

"It's Elder Su!"

A low shout rang out, and the thousands of cooks who were training instantly sheathed their swords and stood at attention, awaiting Su Mu's arrival.

"Greetings, Elder Su!"

Su Mu raised his hand and asked with a smile:

"It's barely dawn, and instead of lighting a fire to prepare food, you're all practicing your knife skills. How interesting."

Upon hearing this, the commander of the cookhouse immediately stepped forward, respectfully cupped his hands, and replied with a reverent smile, "Reporting to Elder Su!"

"My fellow soldiers and I all heard from General Zhao Tieniu that Elder Su was originally a cook in the Northern Border Army!"

"In the past, when war broke out, Old Su distinguished himself in the cook camp. He led his brothers in rigorous training and bravely fought the enemy. He repeatedly made outstanding contributions in the logistics department, and led the soldiers of the cook camp to kill enemies and achieve merits. Countless cooks followed Old Su out of the kitchen and onto the battlefield, rising to the rank of centurion and captain, and joining the ranks of the elite!"

"We all come from the kitchen service, but we are not content to spend our lives confined to the stove. We only wish to emulate Elder Su, diligently practice martial arts, hone our combat skills, and one day be able to don armor and fight the enemy, achieving merit on the battlefield! Therefore, we get up early every day to train, daring not to slack off!"

Upon hearing these words, Su Mu was suddenly struck by a sense of relief and emotion.

He joined the army at the age of 100, enlisting in place of his granddaughter. Starting from the lowest rank of cook, he rose through countless battles, eventually earning the title of God of War.

Unexpectedly, the inspiring story of the former cook battalion has spread throughout the army, further motivating generations of soldiers to work diligently and strive for excellence, refusing to settle for mediocrity.

Su Mu nodded slowly, his eyes full of approval, and spoke loudly, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every soldier in the cookhouse: "Not bad."

"I was indeed a cook in the army."

"Back then, I spent every day with my brothers, sharing life and death. Every cook under my command was capable of wielding a knife and killing the enemy, every one of them dared to charge into battle. There was no one who was afraid of death, and every one of them could achieve great things!"

Looking at this group of energetic, diligent, and ambitious cooks before him, Su Mu was suddenly intrigued and said with a smile:

"Since you are so diligent in your martial arts practice and eager to improve, then today I will teach you a set of practical sword techniques for killing enemies."

"This Five Tigers Severing the Gate Saber Technique is the ultimate skill I relied on to defeat enemies when I joined the army. The moves are fierce and domineering, simple yet deadly, easy to learn and use, and most suitable for battlefield combat!"

These words caused an instant uproar in the audience!

The eyes of thousands of cooks lit up, their faces filled with wild joy and excitement!

Everyone knows that Su Mu is the number one war god of the Great Qian Dynasty, possessing unparalleled martial arts skills and unfathomable cultivation. His Five Tigers Severing Gate Saber Technique is an unparalleled saber technique that swept across the battlefield in the Northern Territory and killed countless enemies!

Ordinary soldiers rarely have the opportunity to be personally taught even a single move by the God of War in their entire lives, yet today they have been able to learn the complete sword technique!

If you master this method, your combat power will definitely increase dramatically, and you will have the opportunity to be transferred to the vanguard elite battalion in the future, truly stepping onto the battlefield and making great achievements!

Unable to contain themselves any longer, everyone bowed deeply in unison, their voices earnest and impassioned: "We are deeply grateful for Elder Su's kindness! We are willing to dedicate ourselves to learning his craft!"

"Everyone, stand up and watch carefully. I will now demonstrate for you, breaking down each move. Remember them carefully and practice diligently!"

Su Mu smiled faintly and casually took a long sword handed to him by a soldier beside him.

The three-foot-long sword moved with ease, and with a slight sway of his body, his aura changed instantly!

The original gentle and composed aura vanished completely, replaced by a chilling, murderous, and battle-hardened ferocity!

hum...

The long sword was drawn with a soft clang, its light slicing through the morning light.

Chop, hack, flick, sweep, stab, thrust!

Every move is expansive, powerful, and disciplined!

Five tigers galloped, their blades surged like a tide, each move condensing the essence of battlefield bloodshed, without a trace of fancyness, every move deadly, every strike killing the enemy!

Su Mu possessed the max-level Five Tigers Severing Gate Blade Technique, which he had already mastered to perfection. With every move he made, his blade energy surged and the wind howled. His fierce blade aura made the surrounding air stagnate, which made the soldiers of the Cooking Battalion watch with wide eyes and in awe. They were completely immersed in the technique and firmly memorized every move.

Thousands of people held their breath and practiced the drills, with no one daring to slack off in the slightest.

Time passed slowly, and two full hours went by in the blink of an eye.

Just as the entire cook camp was immersed in the craze of practicing swordsmanship, a hurried figure rushed into the camp, his steps quick and his expression anxious. This person was Zhao Tieniu.

Zhao Tieniu spotted Su Mu personally instructing his soldiers on swordsmanship at a glance. He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and hurriedly reported, "Elder Su! I've finally found you!"

"Hurry back to the central command tent! Something's happened!"

Su Mu slowly sheathed his sword and stood still, his breathing steady and calm. His extensive combat experience had made him able to handle heavy tasks with ease. Even when practicing the entire sword technique, he remained calm and composed.

He looked up at Zhao Tieniu and asked calmly, "What's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

"Reporting to Elder Su! The Eastern Yi royal family has dispatched an envoy seeking peace, who has arrived outside our camp and requests an audience with the commander-in-chief!" Zhao Tieniu quickly reported. "The Third Prince is already waiting in his tent and has specifically ordered me to come immediately to invite you back to your tent to take charge of the overall situation!"

"An envoy from the Eastern Barbarians? Seeking peace?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mu's lips curled into a cold smile, a hint of mockery and indifference flashing in his eyes.

After a great victory in the East China Sea naval battle, the 150,000-strong Dongyi navy was completely annihilated. The country's gates were breached, the situation was hopeless, and the country was on the verge of extinction. Now that they know fear and are filled with dread, they have sent envoys to seek peace and beg for mercy.

If they had known they would live in such a state of fear and despair, why did they ever send troops to invade in the first place?

He had long understood the schemes of the Eastern Barbarian court, which were nothing more than imitating the Northern Barbarians, seeking a dual system under one dynasty, prolonging their lives, and preserving their state.

However, this time, from the very beginning, he never intended to give the Dongyi any chance of survival.

"Understood."

Su Mu spoke calmly, then turned to look at the commander of the cook camp in front of him, and solemnly instructed, "Practice diligently on your own, memorize the moves, and hone your skills."

"Furthermore, the food and nutrition of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers must not be neglected. Strict control must be exercised over the selection of ingredients, and no oversights or errors are permissible!"

"Your subordinate obeys! We will remember Elder Su's instructions!" The commander of the cook battalion bowed and solemnly accepted the order.

After giving his instructions, Su Mu turned and strode calmly toward the central command tent.