The Tyrant Father’s Pampered Daughter Chapter 961: Carrying Out the Wolf’s Spirit

Chapter 961: Carrying Out the Wolf’s Spirit
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As soon as he finished speaking, the people from both the red and blue teams immediately lowered their bodies and looked like they were about to engage in a fight.
Ye Siming pulled the reins and the horse turned around, giving them room to attack.
The red and blue teams immediately retreated, leaving more space in the middle.
Then, they had a short tactical exchange.
The scene was very quiet and only the rustling of conversation could be heard.
Gu Nuo’er leaned on the edge of the observation deck and was almost stunned.
At this moment, Ye Siming, who was very far away from her, suddenly seemed to have sensed something and looked towards the observation deck.
Gu Nuo’er quickly shrank her head.
Ye Siming glanced around but didn’t see anything.
However, he couldn’t help but frown.
How could there be the fragrance of the little thing in the wind?
After a while, Gu Nuo’er revealed her small head again and blinked her big watery eyes.
She looked at the array below.
The moment the war drums and horns were sounded, the sounds of killing that shook the heavens and the earth sounded again!
“Wow, it’s starting!”
Through the strategies and actions of these soldiers, Gu Nuo’er understood one thing.
Elder Brother Siming was really very suitable for managing soldiers.
Ye Siming’s personality was decisive and cold.
There were originally all kinds of soldiers under him.
However, after Ye Siming’s discipline, they gradually turned from being in a state of disunity to an elite force.
The entire army carried out the spirit of a wolf.
Gu Nuo’er saw that someone from the red team had been pressed down by another person from the blue team. The former was covered in dust.
In this simulated battle, as long as one fell to the ground and was stained with dust, it meant that they had failed and could not participate in the battle anymore.
However, even if someone fell, the nearest red team member would have two people coming out to save the injured.
The army would never abandon any of the injured.
The red team was powerful and attacked very quickly.
The child then saw the blue side suddenly split into two long groups and surrounded the red team from the left and right.
This was what Ye Siming had said. If there was no way out by forcefully attacking, they would choose another path and not give up easily.
No matter what they did, Ye Siming asked them to plan before moving. He asked for them to be fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Once they decided to make a move, they had to carry out the word ‘brutal’, not giving the enemy any room to breathe.
No one was afraid of death, let alone if they would die.
Gu Nuo’er also realized that…
Some of the soldiers in the team under Ye Siming’s management must have been on the battlefield and had actual combat experience.
They bravely charged forward, leaving more opportunities for their fellow comrades behind them.
However, the most powerful elite soldiers were always in the middle. Their attacks were precise and their punches would always hit their targets, ensuring that the team could advance with irresistible force.
Behind these people was a group of ordinary soldiers, but standing at the back were even more elite troops with stronger combat strength.
They were in charge of cleaning up and protecting the back of the team from being ambushed.
It was such a 10,000-strong army that emphasized not saying defeat, not giving up, and actively fighting together.
Even though it was just a mock battle, Gu Nuo’er was still amazed.
This was especially true for many older brothers who had well-developed muscles and were sweating under the sunlight. Their masculinity level soared into the clouds!
Gu Nuo’er couldn’t help but turn around and ask the sentry standing at the side.
“Older brother, do you think the red team is better or the blue team is better?”
The sentinel didn’t expect the child to suddenly ask him.
He was stunned and a hint of hesitation appeared on his delicate face.
“This… I think it’s the blue team?”
Gu Nuo’er waved her small hand. “You’re wrong. Elder Brother Siming is the best!”
After saying that, she happily looked at the battle situation below.
The sentinel was speechless.
This strange and witty little girl.
She had only asked between the red and blue teams just now and hadn’t said that he could choose the marquis!