I am a teacher in another world

Compared with the original stick knife, the only flaw is that you can't cut your fingers to make the weapon absorb blood, thus releasing the "cutting iron sword", which means that you will not be able to chop melons and vegetables, Breaks metal and rock with ease.

"Speaking of which, is there something bothering Abu recently?" Lin Tao also stood up, picked up the bamboo sword on the ground, and saw the cracks on the sword body at a glance. The cracks can be made on the wooden stake wrapped in the quilt. In all likelihood, it is excessive force.

Abu could only nod his head and admit his situation, but he was embarrassed to say it. The stick knife in his hand is really easy to use, but to deal with Ye Feng, he must suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart, but now his distracting thoughts and worries are getting worse. The accumulation is getting deeper.

"That's right. Firstly, the sword was taken away by the iron guards, and the sweetheart didn't return from the expedition. I must be worried." It's a pity that Lin Tao didn't understand the situation at all, and instead revealed the ulterior secret, which scared Abu. flushed.

"It's not that I don't have it!" No matter how much he explained, his flushed cheeks couldn't conceal the shyness in his heart. Lin Tao just smiled knowingly and didn't argue with the other party. In fact, even Zhao Wuliang himself didn't object to their development of relationship.

"It's just a joke, just kidding. If you have any troubles, you can confide in this subordinate, and I can help you with some pointers."

No longer making fun of the other party, Lin Tao bowed slightly to Abu, and said with a serious expression: "If you are bothered...for the time being, it is still related to skills. The original stick knife itself can activate the 'Iron Cutting Sword', but now my new knife Without any ability, the combat effectiveness may be greatly reduced." Abu no longer concealed his worries.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it. When I recast the staff and knife with the imperial blacksmith, I embedded a special magic weapon. Please allow me to demonstrate it for you." After Lin Tao finished speaking, he took the staff from Abu. Knife, sheathed the knife and looked at the wooden stake aside.

"This magic weapon calls the Candle Dragon Scale, which can generate wind blades at will, watch!" The next second, the sharp blade was unsheathed and swung forward, and a strong air flow suddenly gushed out from the blade, forming a flat air blade , and cut off the thick wooden stake in the blink of an eye.

"Awesome, this..." As the wooden stake fell to the ground, Abu couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. After receiving the stick knife from Lin Tao, Abu took a deep breath, raised the knife at his waist, and pointed it at the open space beside him. The gourd made a slash with a drawn knife.

However, nothing happened.

"Although this magic weapon understands human nature, it needs repeated practice to resonate. I would like to pass on what I have learned all my life to you so that you can study your skills." Lin Tao said, put the mask on the ground, and then drew out the Taidao at his waist , pose
"Then... it's better to obey than to be respectful!"

On the desolate desert stands a crooked hut. Rows of nameless tombstones stand in the open space not far from the hut. These tombstones are all wooden boards removed from the hut. Naturally, the memorial is the chase During the operation, the soldiers who died.

Thanks to the help of the team's firepower team, this simple mass grave was quickly set up. After completing the simple prayer, everyone will leave quickly and let the "blood tide" send it to other places. The passage of time fades away.

Fortunately, someone in the team had worked as a coffin worker for a period of time. Although it was too late to make the coffin this time, thanks to his familiarity with funerals since he was a child, he was able to preside over the funeral as skillfully as those local managers.

However, Zhao Wuliang couldn't listen to these eulogies at all, and just stood alone watching the funeral not far away. It was his own recklessness that killed more than 80 people, and not only had to conceal the cause of their death, but their bones were already dilapidated. .

After the team returns, a low-key celebration banquet will be held. The deceased will be portrayed as reservists who voluntarily join the team and undergo modern training, so as to appease the hearts of the people as much as possible, lest some people with ulterior motives take the opportunity to incite hatred and cause trouble .

With helplessness and regret mixed in his heart, Zhao Wuliang finally couldn't bear it anymore, knelt down on the ground and covered his face, and couldn't help sobbing, even though she was a resolute and resolute Wusang Princess in the court, even a hard-hearted one can still understand This strong sense of guilt.

"War will show our worst side, at least you made the right decision." At some point, Ye Feng also put down his crutches and sat beside Zhao Wuliang, comforting him in a soft voice. In fact, the plan to conceal the casualties was his earliest. brought up.

This kind of decision is not because of cowardice, but a helpless inevitable choice. A single Tianlong City cannot compete with the entire tribe. Even if the tribe is repelled, the Dragon Empire behind the oriole will take the opportunity to intervene and make Tianlong City suffer from the enemy. .

The current situation does not allow Tianlong City, an independent city-state, to go to war with other places. Zhao Wuliang can only put aside his edge temporarily to avoid unnecessary wars. Although Ye Feng's decision is ruthless, it is also an expedient measure for the moment.

"I know, but I'm very sorry. Those soldiers have family members, but I let them..." Before he could say anything, Zhao Wuliang plunged into Ye Feng's arms and cried loudly, venting the helplessness that was pent up in his heart And helpless.

"So, is your crown too heavy, or are you afraid that I won't believe you?" However, Ye Feng's words interrupted Zhao Wuliang's crying. She can fully bear this responsibility, but it seems that only Ye Feng can understand these words. get.

"Maybe, everyone thinks that I am the princess of Wushang, and no one thinks that I am a human being, a person with the same joys, sorrows, and sorrows." Finally, Zhao Wuliang completely let go of his guard, and frankly told Ye Feng about his aggrieved and sad feelings. All kinds of helplessness.

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the burden. To a certain extent, I also hate being a decision maker, but when faced with a choice, sitting and waiting is tantamount to seeking death." Facing Zhao Wuliang, whose thoughts were messed up, Ye Feng wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything. encouraging words.

Once he opens his mouth, his mouth is full of life philosophy, even if he says "it's not your fault", he can't say it, because Zhao Wuliang is indeed responsible for this matter, Ye Feng can't do it, just make up a bunch of sweet words to make people feel better. People like it.

"You really don't know how to comfort people...Speaking of which, what were you thinking when we were under siege?" Fortunately, Zhao Wuliang was a smart listener. After knowing what Ye Feng meant, he changed the subject and asked about Ye Feng. The situation at that time.

"At that time, I thought, don't repeat the same mistakes, don't let the grief of the past repeat itself like in the team period and earlier in the refugee camp." Unexpectedly, this question opened Ye Feng's chatterbox, and the bitterness in his stomach also confide in.