Miss Elf Dragon

"You are here too, come and sit over here."

Noticing Perotina and Maud, Ai Lan frowned and greeted them loudly. Some students couldn't help but look over after hearing this, which made the teacher next to the examination room glare at Ai Lan for disturbing the order in the examination room.

"What's going on here? Why doesn't it look like a normal test?"

Pelotina looked down at the two groups of people who were tensely confronting each other below, and asked Ailan, who had arrived here early.

"They have very few individual test items, such as obstacle runs, weight-bearing runs, etc., and they are all completed quickly. Now they are conducting a leaderless simulation battle. This is also the most important test for candidates in the military department, testing the candidates' abilities in many aspects. .”

Ailan said, her face seemed heavy but also very interesting.

"Two armies face off, and only one side wins. Except for those whose performance is particularly outstanding and are valued by the examiner, most of the candidates on the losing side will be eliminated, while all the candidates on the winning side will stay. I have to say that luck is also a very important thing. The kind of general you follow and the support of your companions all determine whether you stay or go."

"Wow, isn't that a lot of pressure on my brother?"

Perotina saw that the leader of one of the parties below was none other than Gargamel. I just don’t know whether he recommended himself or competed with others to get this position.

"But his abilities are also more likely to be noticed by examiners, and the benefits are greater."

Mod analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of the leading position, and was very appreciative of Gargamel's ability to obtain this position.

And the leader of the opponent who is Gargamel's opponent is surprisingly their last roommate, Lyon, the youngest Earl of Doron.

"See you on the battlefield."

Looking at Gargamel, a young and frail boy, Leon grinned with a wolfish smile, then turned around and entered the large magic circle. It will truly simulate the scene of a certain battlefield, and even the weapons will be complete, allowing both sides to be more involved in the battle.

Gargamel's expression remained unchanged, and he was not overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum. He took the newly selected team captains, made a battle plan, and assigned tasks to them one by one.

"Their combat environment is so harsh. What kind of battlefield is this?"

Perotina looked at the magic circle, in addition to the hard stone ground, there was also a large area of ​​desert. Two suns hung high in the sky, causing the candidates who had transformed into uniform combat uniforms to sweat profusely, leaving sweat on their faces. It can be seen that Gargamel's side is wearing military uniforms, and Lyon's side is wearing savage clothes with sparse and worn-out fabrics. They should be defending and attacking.

"Such a scene is probably a simulation of the battle between Duolun and the barbarians a hundred years ago. The area where the barbarians live is bordering the south of Duolun. They are in similar locations, but there is a huge gap in land and resources. The natural resources of the barbarians are very scarce. They were born to eat hair and drink blood, and they did not give birth. Gradually, it was difficult to even meet the basic conditions for survival, so they thought of coming to Duolun to rob and plunder. That was the first and last time Duolun and the barbarians fought."

Ailan was obviously familiar with this period of history. He spoke with a hint of pride, for the great human race and for his powerful country.

"Why is it the last time? Have all the barbarians been wiped out?"

Pelotina, who had experienced the Holy See's genocide order, was very sensitive. She frowned and felt that if this was really the case, then Duolun would not only be martial, but also domineering and cruel, which would make it difficult for people to like him.

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"of course not."

As if aware of Perotina's thoughts, Ailan quickly waved her hands to deny it, and continued to explain: "Killing the clan is not something that can be done casually. A war is a war, and killing the clan would be too bloody and unethical. , will be denounced and cast aside by all races. Duolun is a big country of the human race, and will not do such a thing that destroys the Great Wall."

“Not only did we not kill all the barbarians who entered the border of Duolun, we also sent them back properly, along with food and various agricultural skills and simple industrial skills of our country, to help the barbarians eat, clothe, and become self-reliant. "

"so good"

Perotina tilted her head and looked at Ailan, her eyes full of suspicion, feeling that such a thing was too costly and had no benefit at all.

"How can we lose money? Today, a hundred years later, the barbarians have almost disappeared, and Duolun has a vast province in the south. Isn't this good?"

Spreading her hands, Ailan looked very proud.

"It's a cultural invasion. It took Duolun a hundred years for the barbarians to like and adapt to Duolun's various customs and habits. After being assimilated, they lost the characteristics of their own nation and became part of Duolun."

Maude pointed out the key, and Perotina suddenly realized it.

"So even though the blood of the barbarians has not been fully integrated with the human race a hundred years later, they still look more burly and majestic in appearance. But when I go to Barbarian City and ask those barbarians, they all say that they are Duolun people, and they are proud of it."

"It's great for the country to be strong, it's amazing."

Perotina couldn't help but shook her head and sighed.

No department in the physical fitness test is more difficult than the military department, so one after another students have completed their own assessments and come here to watch the competition.

In order to watch the excitement as a group, they all sat near Pelotina and the others. Now after listening to such a piece of history that made the Doron people excited, and looking at the two sides fighting in the examination room, they felt biased in their hearts, hoping that Gargamel, who represented the Doron army, would win.

"Come on, Toronto will win"

At first, someone shouted in a low voice, and then more and more people joined in. Even the people in the examination room noticed the uniform and encouraging shouts.

"Hmph, do you think you will definitely win if you represent the Duolun Army? I am a real soldier who has been on the battlefield and won military honors. This time, I am afraid I will disappoint the audience. In such a simulated battlefield, only It will be the barbarians who will win.”

After several tentative battles, Leon, naked from the waist up under the scorching sun, decided to make a quick decision and used their barbarian's secret weapon, the Desert Scorpion.

Scorpions can be said to be one of the creatures that enjoy the desert environment the most. They are also very agile in stony ground, so they survive very well in the barbarian territory.

The continuous evolution over the years has made the scorpions there become a unique species, the desert poisonous scorpion, ranking among the low-level monsters. Not only is it more powerful than ordinary scorpions, but a little poison can poison monsters three levels higher than it. It can be said to be a highly poisonous thing.

"Ah, my opponent actually knows how to control scorpions, what should I do?"

Perotina, who had excellent eyesight, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when she saw Leon asking different teams to lurk separately with poisonous scorpions to approach the Doron army.