Chapter 591 Five Star Medal

Waiting is a torment, even a severe punishment.

Originally, the white scarf army returned triumphantly, but they were forced to lose their temper by Wang Zhu.

From the Eighth Generals of the White Turban Army to every ordinary soldier, it can be said that they have a very deep understanding of Wang Zhu during this period of time. In the eyes of the White Turban Army, Wang Zhu is a brazen villain. When he was in the army, Wang Zhu didn't do any less immoral things. Many conspiracies and tricks were conspired by Wang Zhu.

In the early days of the thousand-mile raid, most of the White Turban Army had a record of ridiculing Wang Zhu. After all, Wang Zhu was a prisoner who insulted and pretended to be the God of Darkness at that time. Open brush is a matter of course.

The problem is, what seemed normal at the time, is now a serious crime that can kill your head, because Wang Chu is the real God of Darkness.

No one dares to insult the God of Darkness!

Thinking about how I once ridiculed, ridiculed, and bullied the God of Darkness, many of the White Turban soldiers suddenly felt bad, and among the many people who were in a bad mood, the eighth general felt the most heavy. After all, he was the main culprit in the incident. He admits that Wang Chu is the God of Darkness, so nothing will happen...

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As time passed, the Eighth General and a group of subordinates stood under the sun, sweating profusely. He found that there were more and more people around, and even the most elite troops of the Union Army were dispatched.

Wouldn't it be a public execution? !

The eight generals were mournful, with their heads bowed, waiting for the punishment from the temple...

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"Boom boom boom boom..."

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering sound of drums beating, and the eighth general and a group of white scarf soldiers raised their heads one after another as if they had been shocked by electricity, with frightened expressions on their faces.

The big drum of the temple is only used on important days.

Amidst the thundering drums, the priests in the temple rushed out like a tide, and then Wang Zhu walked out surrounded by a group of high-ranking generals in the Ninth Temple of Ada and Stone City.

"God of Darkness, Eternal Immortality!"

"God of Darkness, Eternal Immortality!"

"God of darkness,

Immortal! "

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Amid the deafening cheers, Wang Zhu raised his hands slightly, and then, the tsunami-like shouts suddenly fell silent.

At this time, with the gate of the temple as the radiation center, the residents of the surrounding Stone City knelt on the ground, extending to every corner of the Stone City.

After a while of silence, Wang Zhu waved his hand at the Eighth General, with a strange smile on his lips.

Seeing Wang Zhu's weird smile, the Eighth General's heart beat wildly, and he almost sat down on the ground in fright. The Eighth General's understanding of Wang Zhu's smile was not a good thing. When Wang Zhu was rushing to the city of God, as long as Wang Zhu smiled obscenely, the Crusaders would suffer a lot.

However, what happened next caused the Eighth General to fly into heaven from fear.

Next, the Dark High Priest presided over the biggest ceremony since the temple was built—the awarding ceremony of the Military Merit Medal.

Of course, no one knew what Wang Zhu was going to do at this time.

Under the eyes of thousands of eyes, dozens of priests in black robes began to line up. In their hands, they held a dark plate, covered by a black curtain, and it was impossible to see what was inside. .

Wang Zhu strode towards the Eighth General, followed by the High Priest, Jiudian and Ada, all with solemn expressions.

"You don't want me to make a fool of myself in public, do you?" Seeing the God of Darkness striding towards him, the Eighth General was so nervous that his mind went blank and he lost his ability to think.

"The Eighth General." Wang Zhu walked up to the Eighth General, staring at the Eighth General with deep eyes.

"Ah...here!" The Eighth General, who had lost his ability to think, was shocked, and he suddenly raised his chest and raised his head reflexively.

"Look down."

"Ah..." The Eighth General's expression turned petrified.

"I said bow your head." Wang Zhu smirked.

"Yes." The Eighth General lowered his head with a mournful face.

"You deserve it!" Wang Zhu lifted the black veil, took out a beautiful black medal inlaid with five stars from it, and hung it around the neck of the Eighth General.

"Ah... Five-Star Dark Medal!" The Eighth General's mouth trembled slightly, and his majestic body also kept trembling.

"Yes, this is made by the high priest himself." Wang Zhu turned his head and glanced at Xiaoqian beside him, who had a blank expression on her face. The Eighth General naturally didn't know that during the time they were waiting just now, their high priest worked tirelessly to refine more than a thousand five-star dark medals with the real fire of his life. , she can be happy.

"Thank you, thank you..." The Eighth General was so moved that he burst into tears. This happiness came too suddenly.

"Also, because you are the head coach of the White Turban Army, you are bestowed with the surname Wang as a reward!"

"what……"

The Eighth General was so excited that he couldn't speak, he knelt down in front of Wang Zhu with a "plop", and kowtowed desperately. His huge head hit the black marble, making a loud "puffy" sound, which made people palpitate .

"Brother, isn't your surname Wang? You don't need to be so excited! Besides, it doesn't matter if you hit your head, but it's not good if you hit flowers and plants. Get up."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir." The Eighth General finally regained some sanity and remembered the teachings of the old people. The old people once said that the God of Darkness likes others to call him Mister.

"Well, General Wang, get up."

"Yes, yes." The Eighth General, who had become General Wang, quickly got up, his waist straightened, and his arrogant expression made Wang Zhu suddenly want to beat him up.

"The general must remember that using troops to fight is a deceitful art that requires various methods to deceive the enemy. Therefore, when you are clearly capable of conquering and fighting, you pretend to be weak to the enemy; when you are planning to use troops, you pretend that you are not ready to fight; If you want to attack a distant target, you pretend to be attacking nearby; if the enemy is greedy, use small profits to lure him into being fooled; if the enemy is confused, take the opportunity to attack him; If the enemy is strong, he must be cautious; if the enemy is strong, temporarily avoid his sharp edge; if the enemy is prone to anger, try to tease him to make him lose his mind; Try to harass him and make him exhausted; the internally united enemy tries to divide him and divide him. When the enemy is not prepared, he suddenly launches an attack and takes action when the enemy does not expect it. All these are The secret of military victory with soldiers can only be used flexibly according to the circumstances, and cannot be taught rigidly in advance.”

When Xiaoqian was refining the five-star dark medal, Wang Zhu deliberately dug out a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and forcibly recited the vernacular version of "Ji Pian" in it, just to pretend to be aggressive in front of the Eighth General.

Sure enough, Wang Stupid pretended to be successful!

General Wang kept nodding, like a chicken pecking at rice, with a deeply appreciative expression on his face.

There are a lot of truths, only when you have a status and identity, others will think it makes sense. If Wang Zhu said that when he was in a humble position, the Eighth General would at most think that Wang Zhu was despicable and shameless, but now Wang Zhu has transformed into a The God of Darkness, when he uttered these words, immediately became an immortal famous sentence, and was regarded as the originator of military affairs by military strategists in different spaces.

Naturally, people don't know that the brazen God of Darkness secretly stole the wisdom crystallization of the ancient earthlings.

For Bajin and a half, the honor of being able to receive the teachings of the Dark God Sect is far better than a five-star Dark Medal. After all, although this medal is precious, many people have obtained it, but those who can get the guidance of the Dark God It is rare.

Wang Zhu himself did not expect that his recitation greatly satisfied his vanity. According to historical records, after the eight generals were disarmed and returned to the fields, they would brag about it all day long, repeating it over and over again. , his children and grandchildren were fascinated from the beginning until they heard him mention this matter later, they immediately ran away without a trace...

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The awarding ceremony continued, and all the White Turbans who participated in the assault on the City of God received a five-star Dark Medal.

When the soldiers stroked the five-star dark medal hanging around their necks, they were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

The Five-Star Dark Medal is the highest-level medal of the Alliance Army. Since the construction of the temple, no more than ten people have received the Five-Star Dark Medal, and among these ten people, there are nine temples.

The soldiers were not worried that they hadn't received substantial awards. They knew very well that after receiving the Five-Star Dark Medal, their future prospects would be limitless...

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When awarding the medal, Wang Chu felt the power of faith rushing into his body like a tide, and then, before he could warm it up, he was stolen by Xiao Hei.

Damn black!

Damn Qiongqi!

Wang Zhu was furious in his heart, but he still pretended to be smiling to present awards to the soldiers. At this time, Wang Zhu himself admired his acting skills and felt that his acting talent was buried in the earth...

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The award ceremony with more than a thousand people lasted for more than two hours before it came to an end.

This award ceremony can be called the most solemn award ceremony in a different space. Not only the God of Darkness personally participated, but also the father of civilization and the God of War of the barbarians, as well as the greatest priest of the Dark God Religion participated in this award ceremony .

After the sun went down, the series of celebration activities ended. Even though Wang Chu was a cultivator at the golden core stage, he was as tired as a dog.

"Hahaha, the big bed room... I'm exhausted!"

Wang Clumsy entered the room, saw a big bed, immediately jumped, and then fell freely onto the soft big bed.

After lying on the bed for a while, Wang Zhu remembered Xiaoqian who was still following behind him.

"This is your bed?" Wang Zhu turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Xiaoqian who was standing by the door.

"Yes."

"You let me sleep?" Wang Zhu looked at Xiaoqian with malicious intentions.

"Yes, I can go to the temple to meditate." Xiaoqian blushed from Wang Zhu's aggressive gaze, and took a step back slowly, "Good night."

"……Good night."

Watching Xiaoqian close the door, Wang Zhu, who was dreaming, suddenly sat down on the bed like a deflated ball.

"Dong dong dong dong..." Wang Zhu had just sat down when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Wang Zhu asked weakly.

"It's me." Xiaoqian's sweet voice sounded outside.

"Ah...Xiaoqian." Wang Zhu rushed to the door like lightning, opened the door, and saw Xiaoqian standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Are you Xiaoqian?" Seeing that coquettish smile, Wang Zhu took a step back subconsciously.

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