After thinking for a while, I finally came up with a more special solution. This is based on my original idea and a new idea after a slight change. I believe that in this way, they will understand why I let them die once a day.

I immediately notify the members of the Sword of Death and be sure to arrive at the gang's base before lunch. Although they are no longer members of the Feilong Gang, they are my personal soldiers, so they can also freely enter and exit the Feilong Gang's base from the teleportation array, otherwise they will be called the personal soldiers.

At 10:00 noon, 200 members of the Death Sword gathered in a restaurant I specially marked out. I asked the chef to cook 20 tables of good meals for us, and talked about my plans while eating.

I took a bite of the barbecue and said vaguely: "I asked everyone to come here today to ask everyone to do me a favor. That's right now, the brothers from the Feilong Gang don't know why I want them to die once a day and force me to explain it to them."

After hearing what I said, all the brothers of the Sword of Death spewed out anger in their eyes. Someone dared to force the boss to explain something. Don’t they know the boss’s greatness? Such people are not worth cherishing, a bunch of garbage.

No one can understand their feelings for the boss in their minds. It is a kind of spiritual sustenance. It can be said that Long Feiyang is their spiritual pillar. His image and his glory are more important than their lives, because his beliefs and expressions are the common language of the sword of death.

In other words, Long Feiyang's words and deeds no longer represent him alone, but represent the joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness of the 200 brothers of the Sword of Death, because Long Feiyang is their spokesperson, their spiritual pillar, they must not let this pillar fall down. If this pillar falls down, they don't know what they will become. Maybe... they will become the most evil devil, this is the result that they don't want to die.

When they saw that they stopped eating at home, they stood up without saying a word. Although they did not show any angry posture, they could see from the aura of death that they now remembered the people who dared to force me alive.

I comforted me for a while before I let them sit down again and continue to listen to me. Alas... I really don't understand why they value me so much. I once saw with my own eyes that a general from the Sanxiong Gang had more than 40 brothers of the Death Sword to assassinate him because he scolded me. It was not until the 40th brother that he successfully assassinated him. All the first 39 died. I can't understand what made them do this, and they can't even tolerate others' random scolding of me.

When all the brothers of the Sword of Death were seated, I continued, "I want to ask you to line up and stand there, and then let a team of people who die once a day stand there, and finally... let 400 brothers who die once a day challenge 200 of you, how about it? Can you support me?"

No one spoke, but everyone showed a smile on their faces, and the murderous aura on their bodies became even stronger. That is me. If it were someone else, I would be afraid to stay here if I killed them. They are not human. They are simply a group of devils, but... I like these devils because they are sincere! They value friendship!

After a simple meal, I asked them to rest in the cafeteria and organize their equipment. I asked them to fight in the best condition for a while.

Then... I returned to the place where the cavalry gathered on the grassland and found the soldiers who had just finished lunch. They all came down from the horses and lay relaxed on the grass to rest.

I frowned slightly. How could I become a qualified cavalry like this? Even if I eat, they must eat on the horse's back. If they don't do this, when will they mature?

I shouted angrily: "Everyone stands up!"

Everyone stood up quickly and saw me coming. They saluted me in unison. I waved my hand and signaled them to put down. Then they said with a serious expression: "Everyone knows how urgent our current situation is, so I hope that in the future, everyone will not leave the horseback when training. In addition to going to the toilet, they must stay on the horseback even if they eat and rest. Otherwise... how do you support your horseback life for a few days and nights, or even weeks."

Seeing everyone's horrified eyes, I snorted angrily and continued, "I don't need to mention this point. There are many professional knights on the scene. I believe you should understand this truth very well, but why don't you do it according to this requirement? Do you want to fight against our enemies in your current state?"

Everyone lowered their heads, indeed... they all knew this iron rule. If they wanted to be a qualified knight, they had to stay on the horse's back at all times. Even if they were to rest or even eat, they had to stay on the horse's back. Only in this way can they be familiar with the horse's nature as soon as possible and master the key points of the cavalry as soon as possible.

Seeing that everyone understood the importance of what I said, I stopped criticizing it. I cleared my throat and said, "In the morning, I asked you to recommend 400 of the most powerful soldiers. Have you recommended it?"

As soon as I finished speaking, a square array of 400 people walked out of the queue, walked until I stopped before I stopped, and at the same time I saluted me a standard military salute.

Seeing their mighty appearance and strong bodies, I know that they must be all powerful generals, but from their demeanor, we can see that their combat experience is not rich and they do not have the grace unique to masters, which is impossible to learn.

I nodded to these soldiers, and secretly ordered the brothers of the Sword of Death to rush here invisible state, line up and listen to my orders.

After about two minutes, I finally felt a terrifying murderous aura rushing from the direction of the station. After a while, I came to my side. I roughly experienced it and they actually surrounded me in the middle.

I... don't they want to protect me, are I a person who needs protection? I'm so disappointed that I'm so embarrassed, so I hurriedly ordered them to queue next to the team of soldiers just now.

Everyone looked at me in horror. Although they didn't see anyone,... they felt a strange cold, a cold that penetrated their bones. All the hairs on their bodies stood up, and their bodies couldn't help trembling, and even... Even the horse under their crotch could not withstand the erosion of the air-conditioning. They kept trying to retreat, but they couldn't hold it back no matter how hard they pulled it.

The most saddest ones were the 400 soldiers who were picked out, because the Sword of Death was unsheathed and was hanging high on their necks, so the erosion they suffered was the greatest.

After seeing the performance of everyone, I couldn't help but sneer. How could these new recruits be the opponents of the elite soldiers I carefully selected? Not only did they see through life and death, they were not afraid of everything, but... they were all extra-devouring clans, and they regarded killing as the highest enjoyment. Their methods were probably what these new recruits in front of me would not even dream of having nightmares.

I sneered and said softly: "Don't you want to know why I want you to die once a day? Now I will tell you the reason, and you will take a closer look."

As my words sounded, everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at me in confusion, not knowing what tricks I was going to do.

I waved my hand suddenly and shouted, "Come out, the sword of death, show our fear and nightmare before us."

With my roar, 200 assassins in black clothes and even their faces were covered in black cloth appeared in the selected 400 samurai team.

I... I didn't notice that they didn't know when they changed their positions. Now each of them holds a knife in both hands, and each knife points to the throat of a soldier. As long as they are willing, these 400 selected soldiers will be killed in an instant, and there will be no chance of luck.

Looking at the 200 pairs of longing eyes, I knew they all wanted me to give the next order to kill the knife. From their hands tightly holding the hilt, they could see how eager they were to massacre these little lives that were already under their control.

But I can't give this order because... all my closest brothers are present. I will not kill them for no reason, and I will definitely not...

At my signal, the brothers of the Sword of Death reluctantly put away their daggers and looked at their reluctant gazes. The 400 selected warriors were sweating profusely. They could understand this gaze. It was a cat's gaze that looked at a mouse, a regretful gaze that a cat could not kill a mouse.

In the short period of time just now, they felt unprecedented pressure. They were all restrained by the murderous aura emitted from each other's body. They clearly felt that as long as they moved a little, they would be killed immediately, and there would never be a chance.

They could not imagine how the other party learned to be so domineering, even tragic, and faced with such momentum, they didn't even have the courage to take action. It was too... too terrifying.

What scared them the most was the other party's last reluctant gaze, as if it was impossible to kill them. They had no doubt that with the order, they would be killed by these people who were emitting strong death aura with the most cruel methods.

Under the gaze of the 400,000 troops, the 400 most powerful soldiers of the so-called Feilong Gang couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts and trembled all over. They no longer wanted to face these men in black. Oh my God... Why were they selected?

(You may not agree with my last description, but there is really such a thing. I remember that at the Athens Olympics, when the Chinese men's blue lost consecutive games, the head coach asked everyone in the locker room: "Who among you, except Yao Ming, dares to shoot?"

As a result, no one dared to stand up. In front of the opponent's strong aura, he didn't even have the courage to take action. You know, even if he couldn't make a shot, no one would blame him, but even so, no one dared to take action.

Fortunately, we still have Yao Ming. In the next game, he scored more than half of the team's score alone, and defeated the enemies that must be defeated by one person. Sometimes I secretly wonder, when will Yao Ming be less lonely?

Dear brothers, brothers who like basketball, come on... Yao Ming is waiting for your support. I hope you will see you at the 2008 Beijing Olympics. My requirements are not high. As long as you dare to take action and take responsibility, this is enough.)
Chapter completed!