My name is Wei Qing, and I want to fight the Xiongnu.

One of the elders said earnestly to the younger generation beside him, "It seems that Marquis Jiang has really returned to the capital of Chang'an. You should all keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully to see how Marquis Jiang commands his troops in battle, so that you can have a basic understanding of war."

War is not child's play, nor is it mere theoretical discussion; it's not something that will happen just because you think it will.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ci turned in astonishment to the nobleman who had spoken earlier. "Don't stop, keep going. I'm almost convinced."

What the hell is going on here?

Can someone please explain this to me?

Could it be that Zhou Yafu really returned from the Great Wall border? But why haven't I heard anything about him!

Even Xiahou Ci was caught in self-doubt; the scene was truly bizarre.

Wei Qing didn't notice Xiahou Ci, or to be more precise, in order to prevent spectators from interfering in the martial arts arena, the two sides usually cannot communicate, at most they know that the other exists, that's all.

But at this time, Wei Qing had focused all his energy on the Chu army guarding Pengcheng.

The enemy is very clever. They must have sent out a large army to gather intelligence, and then retreated back into the city to defend after seeing me with my troops.

The enemy's troop composition is a bit hard to understand. Logically, a city defense should be mainly composed of archers and crossbowmen, right?

Could there be some other explanation behind this?

Wei Qing had not systematically studied military command, nor did he understand the so-called troop type counters. He learned entirely through dreams, so he only had a superficial understanding of many things.

The other party must have had a deeper meaning in doing this.

However, Wei Qing's strength lies in the fact that since he cannot know himself and his enemy, he will simply follow his own pace and recklessly charge forward.

With an overwhelming offensive, they directly destroyed the opponent's defenses and ended the martial arts exercise!

Anyway, if we wipe out the enemy completely, the battle will be over.

With this thought in mind, Wei Qing took a deep breath and raised the flag high in his right hand.

At this moment, not only the Chu army in Pengcheng, but also the nobles and officials watching the battle held their breath, while Xiahou Ci was still bewildered in the wind.

As Wei Qing forcefully planted the flag into the ground, a thousand elite infantrymen rose and shouted, "Kill!"

As the battle cries resounded, an inexplicable force linked Wei Qing and a thousand elite infantrymen into a formation. Then, as their blood energies continued to merge, a giant over ten zhang tall, dressed in Han army armor, appeared out of thin air outside Pengcheng.

The giant wore a mask and held a spear, his eyes revealing boundless killing intent.

At this moment, Wei Qing had cast aside all worldly desires and emotions, becoming like an absolutely rational war god, calmly gazing at Pengcheng ahead without any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

Liu Piqiang: "I knew things wouldn't be that simple!"

Xiahou Ci: "I knew things wouldn't be that simple!"

Military spirit!

This is the spirit of the army!

Liu Piqiang: It really can summon the spirit of the army!

Xiahou Ci: He can actually summon the soul of the army!

The old nobleman who had just made his judgment looked at the group of young people beside him, their mouths agape as if they could fit a pear inside. He stroked his beard and said smugly, "No need to be alarmed. There aren't many in the Han Dynasty who can summon the spirit of the army, but Marquis Jiang certainly has that ability. Later, when you arrive at the Heavenly Academy, you'll see many so-called geniuses in the art of military command, but remember, only those who can summon the spirit of the army are true commanders!"

Without a military spirit, even if one is invincible on the battlefield, even if others praise one highly, one will always fall short of being a true commander. And that short gap is a world of difference!

An army that can summon its military spirit is qualified to suppress mountains and seas, grasp the sun and moon, cut down stars and the moon, and even drive eternity to its doom.

Conversely, an army without a fighting spirit, no matter how large its numbers, is nothing more than a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Military spirit?

Is this what they call the spirit of the military?

The noble sons stared wide-eyed at the giant, suddenly thinking of the "spear" and "shield" guarding the capital city of Chang'an.

I once heard that each of them was comparable to 50,000 elite Han soldiers. At that time, I thought that the elite Han soldiers were just strongmen with ordinary swords, spears, and halberds. How could they possibly hurt those two war god puppets that had almost burned up the resources of the Han Dynasty for several years?

Now they finally know that the rumors were not lying to them, and that mortal power can indeed contend with the heavens!

Liu Piqiang suddenly realized that the old nobleman had everything under control, while only Xiahou Ci, who knew the truth, went completely mad.

Military spirit!?

He actually possesses a military spirit?

A slave?

How could a slave who had never been on the battlefield or commanded troops in battle possess a military spirit?

Ha...hahahaha...hahahahaha...

How can it be?

That's the spirit of the army!

It is a symbol of the commander!

It's a stepping stone to becoming a famous general!

A renowned general is not just any ordinary general, but a general who remains outstanding throughout history.

Even if one possesses a military spirit, it does not guarantee future achievements. However, it is certain that as long as one possesses a military spirit, one will inevitably receive attention from all sides and may even appear on the kill list of the Xiongnu barbarians.

It's a danger, but it's also an opportunity.

Most importantly, Wei Qing was too young, so young that Xiahou Ci doubted whether it was really Wei Qing.

Perhaps it really is as that nobleman just said, that Zhou Yafu has returned from the Great Wall in the north and is teaching the students of the Imperial Academy again?

Military spirit... is not something one is born with, but rather something cultivated through battles and brutal wars.

The Martial Arts World allows you to simulate war.

Those gifted students can take this opportunity to try to cultivate their own military spirit.

Although the military spirit cultivated in this way is still very weak, it is still a military spirit after all.

This is a breakthrough from 0 to 1!

But what gave Wei Qing the right to possess the spirit of a soldier?

Could it be simply because his name is Wei Zhongqing?

Chapter 30: Military Spirit, Unstoppable Force!

Xiahou Ci's emotions gradually shifted from initial shock at Wei Qing to jealousy, then to despair, and finally to calm.

If it were Xiahou Ci eighty years ago, he might have been unable to withstand the shock and ended up doing something he would regret for the rest of his life. But now... it is said that one is at sixty when one's ears are attuned to the truth. Now he is over a hundred years old, and the key is that his vital energy is exhausted. This life is probably coming to an end. There is no need to make enemies of the Marquis of Ruyin's mansion for no reason because of a momentary personal grievance.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that it's unnecessary.

Anyone who's in his position knows exactly what it means to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Even after calming down, seeing how outstanding Wei Qing was, I felt a sense of comfort.

If Liu Yangxin had truly married a lowly and incompetent slave after her son's death, Xiahou Ci would only feel sorry for her son; conversely, if the other party was truly like Zhou Yafu, capable of supporting the Han Dynasty, then he could only lament that his son's fate was unfortunate.

Of course, it's too early to say these things. The war on the training ground has only just begun, and the outcome is still uncertain.

Even if Wei Qing could summon the spirit of the army, it's not certain that he could actually capture the city garrisoned by the Chu army... Xiahou Ci's jaw dropped when he saw the types of troops in Pengcheng. What kind of soldiers are these? They think they can defend the city?

Liu Piqiang on Pengcheng didn't hear Xiahou Ci's complaints, otherwise he would definitely have retorted: "With a five-fold advantage in resources, if it were you, would you recruit garrison troops?"

But after calming down and thinking about it again, I realized that I actually had the opportunity to spar with the Soul of the Army before graduating from the Imperial Academy, so it wasn't a wasted trip!

I still want to thank you, commander of the Han Army Corps.

If you simply stay in one place instead of choosing to launch a confident attack, even if you have a five-fold resource advantage, the outcome will only be bleak.

But your decision to attack now gives me an opportunity!

As Liu Piqiang's thoughts raced, he saw himself surrounded by strategists and generals; at this point, there was no other choice.

There are two common ways to counter a military spirit. The first is to summon a military spirit in return and defeat the opponent. The second is to have a strong member in the team who is strong enough to fight against the opponent's powerful military spirit with their own strength.

Unfortunately, the Chu army could not achieve their goal no matter which method they used.

But besides conventional methods, there are also unconventional methods, such as summoning the guardian!

As soon as Wei Qing summoned the spirit of the army, the vast city of Pengcheng trembled continuously, accompanied by a constant stream of battle cries, and countless bricks and stones used to build the city flew out.

In a short time, the walls and ramparts of Pengcheng also transformed into five smaller giants!

There are few generals with a military spirit, and even fewer powerful individuals with bodies as large as the stars and the moon. The human realm is so vast that it's impossible to have suitable powerful individuals to guard every place. However, the enemy can exclude the powerful individuals within their own ranks, bypass heavily fortified cities, and constantly create chaos on their flanks and even in their rear.

To solve this problem, humans invented cities, or rather, fortifications!

Each city has several garrison commanders, who are essentially summoned military spirits.

Of course, compared to the spirit of the army, the garrison has many shortcomings and drawbacks. For example, it has no initiative and can only passively defend. Also, the strength of the garrison has an upper limit. Once this limit is broken, no matter how many soldiers are added to provide the garrison, it will be of no use.

But in short, something is better than nothing!

On the northern border, the human race has used the Great Wall to defend against the invasions of the Xiongnu barbarians time and time again for hundreds of years. No matter how arrogant and domineering the Xiongnu barbarians were, even if they used the full power of the barbarian world, they could not destroy the Han Dynasty and enter the human world.

The spirit of Wei Qing seems to be integrated with the military spirit; Wei Qing is the military spirit, and the military spirit is also Wei Qing.

He gripped the spear tightly, his cold eyes fixed on the Pengcheng garrison commander who had appeared opposite him, and continued to move closer to him.

In my memory, the human race also invented many weapons to deal with such guards.

The Gongshu family, in particular, were experts in this field.

Unfortunately, Wei Qing didn't understand this and didn't have the resources, so all he could use was the simplest and most direct method.

Close combat!

When the two sides were less than two kilometers apart, Wei Qing took the lead in controlling the military spirit and rushed towards the Pengcheng town garrison controlled by Liu Piqiang. There were no fancy moves or dazzling skills, only the spears he threw!

The military spirit, standing ten zhang tall, wielded a spear fifteen zhang long. His indomitable spirit was imbued with an intense and persistent killing intent, inspiring fear in all who beheld him.

This wasn't Liu Piqiang's first time controlling a garrison, but it was definitely the first time he had controlled the garrison against the enemy's spirit. When he saw the spear thrusting towards him, his heart suddenly raced, his palms and soles were sweating profusely, his hair stood on end, and his muscles were tense all over, making Liu Piqiang's movements extremely stiff.

It wasn't just the tension of facing the military spirit for the first time, but also the fear of facing the military spirit's overwhelming power as it attacked!

The spirit of the army is completely different from the oppressive force exerted by so-called siege weapons.

The latter is like a battle of weapons and courage between villages, while the former's military spirit and the imposing presence it exudes make one feel as if they are on a real battlefield, with the deafening sounds of fighting filling the air, like a small boat adrift on a stormy sea, about to be swallowed up by the raging waves.