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Chapter six hundred and thirty nine

The Taoist Qinglong said, "Since that's the case, I'm leaving, so I'll help you. Aren't you going to let the four of them get Yan Shengxiao's trust? I am loyal to His Majesty Yin, so I punished Yan Shengxiao and repay her for offending His Majesty Yinxiao on the sacred mountain, right?"

Zixia's eyes lit up and she bowed, "thank you!"

A month later, at Peony Pavilion, the Star Dragon Fairy of the Demon Clan was attacked, and the Qinglong Taoist took action to kill endless personal guards.

In the end, only by fighting to the death was the only way for the Star Dragon Fairy to obtain the fullness of the Star Dragon Fairy.

Fairy Star Dragon was grateful for the loyalty of the four people and promoted the four people to her personal guard commander and sent them to the Dragon Tomb of the Demon Clan to watch the Ten Thousand Dragon Monument.

The Qinglong Taoist escaped and disappeared.

The demon clan did not pursue it in a big way, as if he was afraid of something.

A year later, on the Yanshan branch, above the new Yanshan Emperor Star, Chen Ming looked at the tens of thousands of Yanshan Golden Immortals in front of him.

At this moment, he finally figured out one thing that the four great immortal kingdoms had their current momentum after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, and the Uncrowned Council of the Uncrowned Council had their current power with the supreme and uncrowned deterrence power.

It is enough to be proud of yourself to have the power to wrestle with them for a thousand years.

Moreover, it is only a thousand years, but only one-tenth of your life is less than one-tenth of your life.

Chen Ming looked at the tens of thousands of golden immortals in front of him. They were already wearing swords and armor, riding three-eyed crows of the Sky Curtain Bird-level level, standing on the training ground.

Now is the time to train troops.

Chen Ming stood on the high platform and could see that there were only about 800 people carrying the latest giant shield produced in Yanshan.

This shield melted a small star in it. If you are not a hard-working golden immortal, you can't even take it.

Chen Ming did not explain, and forced his orders to let them match their shields, which reduced his enthusiasm.

Let them choose to bring a shield by themselves.

As for how to choose, Chen Ming has his own tricks.

Chen Ming stood on the general stage, Yang Hui was riding a three-eyed crow beside him. At present, the ten thousand golden immortals were under his command. Chen Ming said: "Put the eight hundred golden immortals who are willing to be equipped with shields into a legion alone, and the other thousand people are a legion."

Yang Hui took the order and went straight to make arrangements.

When Yang Hui was asked to train troops, Chen Ming sat on the platform and watched the Yanshan soldiers training troops below.

There were soldiers below whispering, "Aren't we already an army? Why didn't the mountain master give us the name of the army?"

"I'm still practicing troops, so it's not that simple."

"Look at those turtles. They look like turtles when they hold up their shields!"

"What's the use of carrying a shield? In real battle, either I kill him or he kills me!"

"The real warrior will never hide behind the shield!"

"It's simply a shame to the barbarians! It's almost like a door panel, it's simply ugly!"

Chen Ming didn't care much about it when he heard other barbarian golden immortals talking about it. This is the particularity of a race. The barbarians look down on practitioners, and practitioners look down on the barbarians.

The barbarians advocate martial arts, and of course, they advocate strength more.

Even no matter how they talked about it, they did not say anything bad about Chen Ming. During several wars, the invincible shadow remained in their influence. In their eyes, Chen Ming was like a god of war.

Chen Ming smiled and watched the Yanshan soldiers training on the training ground.

There should be training that should be available. Yang Hui has led his troops for a long time, so it would be fine to give these things to him.

On that side, Yang Hui had already started, "From now on, within three months, you are not allowed to get off the mount and eat it. Give me food on the mount and drink it on the mount. Even if you shit and fart, you will stay on it!"

The barbarians had no objection to this point. They also had this kind of training as warriors.

This is to cultivate their tacit understanding with their mounts and their ability to run long distances.

Yang Hui continued: "Now, I tell you, you are soldiers under the command of the mountain master. You are carrying the honor and disgrace of the mountain master. If you send troops, you will never stop if you don't achieve your goal!"

A barbarian soldier asked, "What if you encounter obstacles?"

Yang Hun laughed and said, "No, there will be no obstacles in front of you. If so, break them!"

Yang Hui also borrowed Chen Ming's power to control these barbarian golden immortals. After all, Chen Ming was there, and they dared not say anything.

Yang Hui then said, "Now, follow me and run for three months first!"

Yang Hui drove the three-eyed crow and flew directly towards the fairy road.

Three months later, Yang Hui finally came back with these trained sergeants. When he came back again, the appearance of these sergeants had changed completely, becoming more resolute and more uniform.

Tens of thousands of golden immortals formed a square formation, and even the three-eyed crows did not move.

Chen Ming was very satisfied with this point. Chen Ming could see their fatigue, especially the soldiers with shields, who needed to spend more effort.

The soldiers were asked to go back and rest for a day. The next day, Chen Ming came to the high platform again and said, "Yang Hun, prepare for the drill."

Yang Hui nodded, and then said to the army ahead: "Let me know. All the legions will decide the most powerful legion, you will fight, but only one legion can stand at the end and laugh at the entire army. Each legion will receive a reward of 5,000 white crystal coins!"

When all the soldiers heard about the five thousand white crystal coins, they were instantly boiling!

Good, this is five thousand white crystal coins, this is a huge sum of money!

Their usual military expenditure is only 500 white crystal coins per month, but now 5,000 white crystal coins are equivalent to one year's military expenditure!

Many soldiers showed joy, but they did not shout randomly, and their formation was still uneven. It seemed that Yang Hun had worked hard in the past three months.

Yang Hui finished his journey and said, "Now, everyone, go to the Red Tide Continent with me and enter the trial tower of the Tianlang Immortal Palace!"

Entering this trial tower to fight, you can not only fully test your combat power, but also not damage. It is a good place. As for the cost, Chen Ming is not short of that little spiritual stone.

The crowd was surging, uniform and followed Yang Hui towards the Tianlang Immortal Palace, and Chen Ming also followed behind and followed them.

After this competition, they will know how shameless this shield is!

Yes, it is no longer enough to describe it as a strong defense. This shield can only be described as shameless.

If you only use a single sword, why not use a spear or a halberd, which is more domineering weapon on the battlefield?

A single sword must be equipped with a shield.
Chapter completed!
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