《The Demon's Gate》Chapter 164: Army formation.
Advertisement
Chapter 164: Army formation. Yao Jun silently followed the soldier in gray armor, walking past orderly rows of tents. The closer they were to Diana's tent, the more luxurious the tents were, many of them even more luxurious than Diana's, with most of them made out of what seemed to be a strange type of brown leather covered in runes. Glancing into the two closest tents, the tents belonging to the Legion Commanders, Yao Jun could see that they even contained small gardens and cubes of ice that kept what seemed to be wine cooled. They were far more luxurious and decadent than Diana's simple tent. While they were walking, Yao Jun was also keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings, silently noting places where there were less tents and people, just in case he ended up needing to escape at a moments notice. Yao Jun also glanced at the earth beneath him, noticing that it was rather dry, dust being pushed aside by every step. When the gray armored soldier stopped walking, the tents around them were no longer lined up in rows, but rather formed into separate large circles. The tents here were also much smaller and made out of a light green type of cloth that seemingly only served to keep the wind and rain out. As Yao Jun was checking out the various circles of tents, the soldier that had brought him here spoke up for the first time. “The squad of Captain Azemar live in the tents over there.” The voice of the soldier was husky and dark, and he turned to leave immediately after he finished talking, leaving Yao Jun standing alone. The circle that the soldier pointed at stood a small distance away from Yao Jun and contained a little over 100 tents, so Yao Jun guessed that there was about 10 soldiers in each tent. There was a slightly larger tent placed at the center of the rest of the tents, most likely belonging to the Squad Captain. Yao Jun swept the surroundings with one last glance before he started walking towards the circle of tents. Jumbled voices and sounds of people moving rapidly started to reach his ears after he got a little closer to the tents, so he guessed that the squad was either greeting each other or currently training. Once he stepped into the circle, he could see that there was a large group of people gathered around the tent placed at the center, everyone clad in full armor. Yao Jun counted about 1000 people, with almost everyone clad in murky green armor covered in small thorns and engraved with leaves and vines. Since everyone was clad in murky green armor, Azemar, who was clad in bright green armor, stood out and was easy to spot. Azemar was standing a small distance in front of the large group of people, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he shouted orders at them. As the soldiers moved, Yao Jun could see that some of the engravings on their armors were lighting up, the Qi of the soldiers slowly gathering together. Some of the soldiers spotted Yao Jun as he moved closer, so they halted their training and looked at him with curious gazes. Azemar also turned around, his eyebrow twitching slightly as he spotted Yao Jun. He looked at the approaching Yao Jun with an expression that contained a mixture of pleading and awkwardness, since he was standing a bit ahead of everyone else, Yao Jun was the only one who could see his expression. Yao Jun could somewhat guess at what Azemar was thinking, so when he reached a spot not far from Azemar, he stopped walking and gave a slight bow. “You should be Captain Azemar, correct? I am Yao Jun, and I have been appointed to your squad, I will be in your care in the future.” Azemar let out a stealthy sigh of relief when he saw how Yao Jun introduced himself. No one in this squad knew about how easily Yao Jun had beaten him, and he would prefer they never learned of it. After all, he had to keep his dignity as squad captain or no one would be willing to follow his orders. Since Yao Jun had given him face, Azemar of course had to give Yao Jun some face as well. “Indeed, I am Berthol Azemar, but you can just call me Berthol. You should be unfamiliar with how things work in the army, so you can lodge with me in the captain's tent, I will fill you in on everything you need to learn.” The other soldiers looked at Yao Jun with a sliver of envy after hearing Azemar's words. To sleep in the captain's tent meant that one would have plenty of space, as the only other person in the tent was the captain. They on the other hand had to squeeze in 10 people in each tent, each having just enough space to sleep. Yao Jun gave a nod at Azemar's words, glancing at the soldiers behind him before giving another small nod. “I see that training has already begun, forgive me for being a bit late.” Yao Jun had only joined the army to gather information, he had no interest in showing off his power and taking over as the commander. The less anyone knew about his actual power, the easier it would be for him to surprise the enemy leaders and take their heads. Because of that, he was fine with pretending to be a normal soldier. Azemar took a step forward, letting out a light laugh and patting Yao Jun on the shoulder. “It was because of General Diana that you were late, so don't worry about it. Do you have your armor with you? If you do, you should put it on and read through this. Once you have memorized the information, jump in and see if you can get a feel for the formation. This is the formation we will use when the battles begin, so memorizing it is important.” Azemar swiped his interspatial ring, taking out a light green crystal that glowed with a weak light, handing it to Yao Jun. Yao Jun gave a small nod of his head and walked to the side, sitting down on the ground and sinking his mind into the crystal. The crystal worked much like the jade slips he used on his own planet, containing a large amount of information that one could read by inputting their Qi and a bit of their mind into the crystal. The information within the crystal was about the formation that the army used while battling. The arrays within the soldiers armors would merge together all the Qi of the people in the formation, allowing them to tap into each others Qi to increase their attack and defense. Yao Jun rapidly memorized the way to use the formation, standing up and putting on the armor that Leylan had given him. Since Leylan knew that Yao Jun was going to the army, he should have made it so that the armor can work with the formation of the army. He cringed slightly when he put on the armor, it's gaudiness putting him off, but he could only deal with it for now. He joined up with the soldiers who were currently training, finding a spot where he had some room to move. Once he activated the formation, he could indeed feel his Qi being dragged out of his body, merging together with the Qi of the others. But as he trained a little, working on moving around the Qi and producing a few fake attacks and putting up a defense, he could not help but furrow his eyebrows, a low mutter escaping from his lips. “It truly is a wonderful formation, but it seems like my Qi is not able to fully merge with the Qi of everyone else, lowering how much Qi I can use and how fast I can utilize it. Seems like going without the formation is better for me.” Yao Jun had noticed that no matter how much he activated the formation, his Qi would not fully merge with the Qi of the others, a part of it always flowing back and preventing him from using the formation to its fullest. But Yao Jun did not mind this too much, as he was planning on moving on his own anyway. After everyone had spent a few hours training, getting accustomed to the feeling of drawing upon everyone's Qi, Azemar let out a loud shout. “Alright everyone! That is enough training for now, can't have all of you end up too tired, otherwise we won't be able to train tomorrow. Yao Jun, let me show you where you will be sleeping.” The other soldiers dropped to the ground in sitting position, letting out a few heavy breaths. They were accustomed to leisure training in the clan, so experiencing training like this for the first time left them rather weak. Yao Jun gave Azemar a nod and followed him to the central tent. The inside of the tent was rather simple, containing a single bed, a mannequin where one could hang their armor, a table and three chairs, as well as a place to hang ones clothing. Azemar took of his armor, placing it on the mannequin, and then turned to Yao Jun, giving a slight bow. “Thank you.” Yao Jun sat down on one of the chairs, waving his hand towards Azemar. Since Diana had put him into Azemar's squad, he could guess that Azemar knew that Yao Jun was not here to join the army for the same reason as the other soldiers. “No need to thank me. I am here for my own purposes, not to screw up the chain of power.” Azemar raised his head after hearing Yao Jun's reply, giving a slight nod of his head. Just like Yao Jun guessed, Diana had already told Azemar a little about Yao Jun, even telling him to keep an eye on him and his performance. Azemar swiped his interspatial ring, taking out a bed that seemed like it was made for people of his race. He placed the bed at the other side of the tent and sat down on the other bed. “You can take that bed there, I will take that one. If there are things you require, you can tell me and I will bring it along to Division Leader Bathory. She will be able to acquire just about anything.” Yao Jun gave a nod of his head, sitting down on the bed. It was quite a bit harder than the one he had used while inside the World Tree clan, but as he was going to cultivate instead of sleeping, it mattered little to him. Yao Jun turned his head, looking at Azemar as he explained what he was going to do. “I will participate in the future training, but during actual battles, I might choose to move on my own. I was originally not part of the formation, so it will still be able to function at full power.” Explaining everything to Azemar ahead of time would allow him to be prepared for it once it happened during battle. Azemar's eyebrows furrowed slightly after hearing Yao Jun's words, but once he remembered how easily Yao Jun had beaten him, he could only let out a sigh and shake his head. “That... Okay. With your strength, you should be fine even without the formation.”
Advertisement
Advertisement
- In Serial24 Chapters
Night Terror
Story is currently 'on hold' for an indefinite period of time - I will eventually post the whole thing when it's complete, see the news post for more details. After dying young, a man reincarnates into a new world as Abe Haruki. 'This whole world is suspicious...' Despite the fact that Haruki had never once met a god, even during his reincarnation, he couldn't help feeling that this world was just too... Intelligently designed? I mean, seriously... Levels? Classes? Stats? Items? You can even level up your abilities! 'Definitely suspicious...' Unfortunately, the Church have been keeping close tabs on him from the shadows. They've heard rumours of a boy, born with a golden ring. With magical affinities that defy logic. Darkness and light energies destroy each other, violently, so how does he have the affinity for both? Can Haruki live his peaceful life along side childhood friend Suzu? Or will they fall to the coming darkness? ::Author's note:: While there are stats and exp etc, it's not LitRPG. They are there, but not the focus in any way. The world is more hardcore - A human is soft, so a pierced lung should eventually kill them. Even though they have a small pool of HP, a single deadly blow can end it all. If you ever want to say G'day, I'm in the discord chat every now and then, so feel free to join the madness ;) Thanks for reading
8 126 - In Serial6 Chapters
Jeanbleau the Evil Adventurer
After being stripped of his lordship, his lands and his honor for his evil deeds, Jeanbleau de Parise has the choice of either execution or exile to the nation of Ōkina Basho, where he must become an adventurer and give the majority of his loot and earning to the government of his homeland. Of course, he chooses the option that allows him to keep his head. As a green adventurer at lvl 3 and trash equipment in his possession, he goes against the strong warning of his guild attendant and sets out to rescue the Pumpkin Princess of Ilth. Being a lower level than the quest ticket suggests should be no matter when the life of a princess is at stake, surely? “It is the honorable thing to do!” “But honor alone doesn’t win battles, you fool!”
8 106 - In Serial7 Chapters
Triblade: Maximum Atomic Fury
In Edo Japan there lives Rengo, a shogun fueled by blind loyalty, Jiyu, a rouge and assassin on the run, Hando, a Native American swordsman in search of his father and the civil war of the Yan and Yin Dynasties. What else could go wong?
8 89 - In Serial351 Chapters
The Paths of Magick
Credits: Story by Xcaliburnt. Cover Art by @Bervolart. Magick, the power to bend the laws of reality. All because of a mystical substance known as mana. Mages follow the Paths to achieve power, for there is no more addictive chase. Each Path winds and twists, forcing mages through the flames of adversity and challenge. Though the operative word is "path", the reality is far less straightforward. Instead of a road, Paths are like the branches of world trees, erupting into the heavens, intertwining, and ending in sharp snaps. Only the strongest reach the sky. There are several Paths, and many Ways to walk them—variations of the same Path, and like the stars, they are endless. Magick is the sacred flame that scours the fat, rendering the truest self. Superfluous flesh melting away to show the skeleton of one's being. A chance for ascension—apotheosis. Though not every mage works to godhood, if they survive long enough, It is inescapable. Witness the lives of those that tread the knife's edge of self-destruction. Each one intertwined in their search for answers, revenge, and, most of all: power. These individuals have all lost something precious—irreplaceable—and In search of filling the void left behind, they have taken up the mantle of a mage. Per aspera ad astra. Ad mortem vel divinitatis. (Through adversity to the stars. To death or divinity.) There is no consistent release schedule except my consistent inconsistency. Besides, there’s like a thousand pages worth of content, how can—you already read it? Goddamn. Oh, and there is a very long hiatus between volumes as I intend to edit and rewrite a lot. What to Expect: This story is progression fantasy, so expect a healthy dose of training. It's also heavy on slice of life, and it isn't entirely overarching-plot-driven. Expect characters to live their lives, and not always be on some quest to save the world. There's a lot of magic theory and discussion about it in the story. So, if you don't like impromptu lessons on sorcerous theory by traveling monster slayers, this might not be for you. But if you do like it, rejoice! For there is a lot of it. This is also heavy on prose, purple as a bruised eye. I use outdated, uneccesarily collegiate-level terms and play around with the writing style just for the heck of it. I find it fun to wax and wane poetic, and that might grate on you—I don’t plan to change this aspect of the Paths much if at all. Onto the viewer discretion is advised parts: This is grim-dark/ grim-heart. Take the tags seriously. There will be combat scenes that are brutal and horrifying. Fights to the death tend to be. This is a tale about medieval mercenaries (quite literal killers for hire), man-eating monsters, and eldritch gods beyond the material plane. Beside that, there will be traumatic events that are best left unread. I do not detail certain acts I find heinous enough, instead leaving some parts unwritten but still alludded to if not outright stated; there is simply no graphic narration thereof. This is not for the faint of heart.
8 300 - In Serial18 Chapters
Re:Stoat
This story is utterly brutal, sick, twisted, and vile. Rape, Murder, Gore, Nature. Elephants rape and murder rhinos... I want to make this story twisted from the start. The world is a viscous and cruel place. My story is going to push limits. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
8 111 - In Serial8 Chapters
Yungi Oneshots
mainly Yungi centric oneshots. angsty, fluffy, smutty 😏😏 enjoy. if anyone doesn't like the way I write too bad. You can request stuff and I'll try to do it.
8 200

