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Chapter 141 The Will of the Army

Ganyuan, military camp.

In the martial arts field, two thousand cavalrymen surrounded and circled a huge square field. In the field, more than 30,000 soldiers were well-equipped, solemn as a mountain that has never been moved.

The whole audience was silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

Luo Chuan climbed the platform step by step in such an atmosphere, and became the only focus of movement in front of Jiang Bo, Li Mu and other people, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

He walked into the high platform calmly, ignoring the complex gazes of the powerful and noble families present, ignoring the solemn figures of Zhao Wuji and the two generals, and just strode to the wide chair that was the only vacant in the center of the high platform, and sat down. He looked at the army in front of him and said calmly, "Please sit down, Uncle Zhao, let's start."

Zhao Wuji hit his right fist hard on the steel armor on the left chest and gave another military salute. He then turned around and walked to the front of the platform, took out a golden scroll from his arms and raised it high. He spread the voice throughout the martial arts field, "I general Ganyuan Zhao Wuji, Licheng General Qin Ao, Taiming General Lu Dongfeng, Baitong General Luo Tianyu, Cangyan General Chen Jingzhi, Shangyuan General Zhao Gui, and the 41st prefect of Li County will be honored with the will of the 41st prefect!"

He paused for a moment, tens of thousands of soldiers below the stage were silent, but there was a slight movement on the high platform behind him. The corner of his mouth raised his voice and shouted, "Respecting Luo Chuan, the eldest son of Li County, the former guardian of Li County, is the 42nd prefect of Li County!!"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji suddenly turned around, knelt on one knee in the direction of Luo Chuan sitting upright, and punched him on the left chest armor. "My minister Zhao Wuji and the entire army of Ganyuan, pay homage to the prefect!!"

Beside him, Shen Cheng and Chen Shaoxiong knelt on one knee, one left and one right, and also used their true energy to spread the voice throughout the martial arts field, "Greetings to the prefect!!"

Behind the three of them, under the platform, the cavalry dismounted, and the soldiers knelt down and shouted tens of thousands of people shocked the sky!

"Meet the prefect!!!"

On the high platform, there was a silence. The powerful and powerful people seemed to be shocked by the sharp turn of the scene in front of them. They seemed to be oppressed by the momentum of tens of thousands of soldiers soaring into the sky, and they could not stand up one by one!!

On the contrary, the old man named Xie, who was sitting on the chair closest to Luochuan, stood up first without the help of his servants, slowly knelt down in the direction of Luochuan, and shouted in an old voice, "Greetings to the prefect!"

Then, the more alert and powerful nobles in the family knelt down and shouted, "Greetings to the prefect!"

Then everyone on the platform!

Kneel on the ground!!

It was not until this time that Luo Chuan slowly stood up from the chair. He did not rush to let everyone get up, but walked to Zhao Wuji who was kneeling on one knee, held his hands and looked down at the tens of thousands of soldiers under the stage. The true energy in his body surged throughout his body in an instant, and then sank into his dantian and said a military order, "Stand!"

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers were ordered to stand up, and the powerful and powerful people on the high platform also stood up. However, no one dared to sit down, so they could only stand there silently with their heads down and think about it.

Shen Cheng and Chen Shaoxiong stood up and retreated into the platform, but Zhao Wuji stood beside Luo Chuan and fell behind half a step, like an escort.

Luochuan was still moving, his voice was like a bell, spreading throughout the martial arts field, "The soldiers, now in the chaotic times, and the county is in danger. When the Southern Yi soldiers were ready to move outside our country, Yongchang County ignored the foreign enemies and the hundreds of years of friendship between the two counties, sent troops to harass our Ganyuan border, kill our Ganyuan soldiers, and gave us a knife from behind!"

His voice suddenly rose, "I am 300,000 elite soldiers from the county, and each soldier is all Luochuan's robes. How can I not avenge the robes?! It is our duty to protect all directions. How can the invading enemy not be killed?! The soldiers, raise your long swords and tell me, will the strong army in Ganyuan dare to fight the enemy?!"

The sound of tens of thousands of soldiers pulling their swords out of their sheath is like the rage of the sky, "Fight! Fight! Fight...!"

Luo Chuan raised his right hand and made the gesture of the main general stopping the ge above the battle formation. The martial arts field gradually became calm. He spoke again until there was no sound. His voice went from low to high to slow to fast, shocking the whole audience. "This battle will shock the sting of the small people from all directions! This battle will promote the power of our Lijun army! In this battle, the top merits of each army will be given land and nobles! Those who kill the enemy generals in the formation will be given a gift to the surname of the field! Those who first climb the city will be given a bounty to be promoted! Those who have the merits of a hundred people will have doubled their military merits!" He waved his right hand hard into the air, "Heavenly Lijun, this battle will be won!!"

"It will win!"

"Surely win!!"

"Surely win!!!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted loudly. In the extremely fanatical atmosphere, Luo Chuan calmly returned to the wide seat and sat down. When the morale of the martial arts field calmed down slightly, Zhao Wuji spoke instructed, "The prefect patrol, practice the ten thousand dances, get up!"

Under the platform, officers at all levels called in harmony, and tens of thousands of soldiers flowed like water, forming one military formation after another.

Without the previous shouts, there was only the tremor of the earth as tens of thousands of people ran!

Dust is flying!

The sound is like thunder!

Then, without any warning, tens of thousands of soldiers raised their swords and shields together, shouting "Fight!!"

Then there was the sound of steel attacking with swords and shields, "Cherk!!"

This is so shocking.

Luo Chuan quietly looked at Wan Wu, the army formation below the stage, as if countless flames were burning in his heart. At that moment, he felt that the world was so great that it was omnipotent, and then was suppressed by reason. He smiled and turned his head to Zhao Wuji sitting beside him and said, "Uncle Zhao, after seeing such a strong army, I can go south and leave the city with peace of mind. But I don't know which unlucky captain will follow me to go south."

"Accompanying the prefect to the south to the city and ascend the throne is also the responsibility of the six troops of Li County. It is a great honor. How can you be called an unlucky guy?" Zhao Wuji, who was sitting next to Luochuan, said respectfully, "This time the Ganyuan army will follow the prefect to the south, let Shen Jun go. He is the nephew of the old guy Shen Cheng. He has passed the military merits and character, but he is still a military waiter in some of the rules trapped in the army."

"Slowly everyone will know that I am a new prefect who is not very law-abiding. I am a military battlefield and a literati stage. As long as I have talent, I can perform it. If so many rules can bring prosperity to me in troubled times?" Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at Shen Cheng, the general who had already stood up behind Zhao Wuji, and patted him on his slightly trembling arm with his fists. "Young people are rising, and the old general can fight. Now the Li County may be the best Li County. I think General Shen will never grow old. If he gets the first contribution in this battle, I will ask someone to erect a monument for you General Shen at the Tianmen Pass, so that Li people who will surely walk out of this group of mountains and surround the sky lock will know that the person who will open the way for them is Shen Cheng!"

The middle-aged man, who was already a little excited, had a trembling beard. He knelt down on the platform without saying a word and said in a deep voice, "Shen Cheng will definitely live up to the expectations of the prefect... Shen family... I..." He held it in for a long time and said two words, "Fight to the death!"

Luo Chuan nodded suddenly beyond everyone's expectations. He turned around and looked at the old man named Xie who was sitting on the other side of him, closing his eyes to rest. "Mr. Xie thought, can I win if my Ganyuan army soldiers do this?"

People quickly exchanged their eyes on the back of the old man named Xie, who was surnamed Xie.

The old man surnamed Xie opened his eyes as if he had woken up from a dream, looked towards Luo Chuan and opened it hard, asking, "What is the new prefect who wants to fight with this...?"

On the high platform, a needle can be heard in an instant.
Chapter completed!
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