"People from the Seventh Legion!" Several little lords in the surrounding villages were stupid. No matter how news was blocked, they could not know about the seven legions of the empire.

More importantly, what people said was that the Seventh Legion congratulated Jiang Xingchen. This sentence was more powerful than directly mentioning the commander of the Legion. It means that our entire legion came to congratulate him.

"It's true, just kidding... This man's clothes are just an officer, not a legion commander!" After a few little lords were stunned, they looked suspicious.

In a short while, Jiang Xingchen and his people came out in person. He didn't have to show up for the few little lords, but when the representatives of the entire Seventh Legion came, he could not be arrogant.

"Sir Jiang, the commander of the Wu Tianfeng Army is busy with military affairs and cannot come with him. I specially sent me to represent the Seventh Army to congratulate you on your 18th birthday! And present a birthday gift!" The officer said loudly.

"Thank you, the commander of the army, the soldiers of the Seventh Army!" Jiang Xingchen certainly knew that Wu Tianfeng could not leave. The Sixth Army fought against the Tongyu Kingdom, and all countries were ready to move. Not only Wu Tianfeng, but all the senior generals in the army could not move.

After bowing, Jiang Xingchen was about to say hello to a few little lords and lead them in.

But at this moment, another fast horse arrived, and an officer was still coming.

The man came closer and dismounted and bowed and said, "I am here to congratulate Mr. Jiang on his 18th birthday and present a gift!"

Jiang Xingchen hurriedly stopped and greeted him again.

Just after doing enough etiquette, Jiang Xingchen had not moved, a female knight appeared in her field of vision. She was approaching for a moment.

"The First Legion congratulates Mr. Jiang on his 18th birthday! His subordinates were sent by the commander of the Tang Chuxue Legion to send a gift!"

Jiang Xingchen had a strange look on his face and said to himself: "This is a coincidence. We are all gathering together during this period of time!"

At this time, the few little lords were really stupid. They wouldn't think that this was fake even if they were beaten to death. Jiang Xingchen was crazy and joked about several major legions and pretended to be fake. If this was spread, would he still want to live.

Since it is not fake, it is real. How great is this? It has caused several armies to send people from all over the world to congratulate them.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat of several people fell. They all stared at the big man, wishing to kill this soul with one knife. If you don’t say that Jiang Xingchen relied on Dingbei Hou, it has nothing to do with the outside, why do so many legions send people? This has to be so strong with the military! Now everyone is empty-handed. It is obviously for Luo Jiang Xingchen to face. If these soldiers hold grudges, do you still want to have a good life in the future? Especially the Seventh Legion, who has the right to ask for people from Hongyuan City, and you can transfer you to the front line in one sentence. Jiang Xingchen’s father was transferred away by someone.

"Male, I'm so sorry for this soul! I'd known that I wouldn't listen to him. When Jiang Xingchen was able to call three thousand soldiers to open the mountain, he should have thought that he was not simple!" The hunchbacked old man muttered in a low voice.

The big man was completely confused at this moment. He was stared at him without even realizing his eyes. He was full of fear. If Jiang Xingchen really talked to the Seventh Legion, it would be too easy to adjust himself as a little baron. Even if he defected to the new lord, he would not fight against the Seventh Legion Legion for his insignificant baron. Hongyuan City was within the military jurisdiction of others.

"Gulu!" The big man swallowed his saliva and kept comforting himself: "Jiang Xingchen doesn't have that much face, otherwise the commander of the legion would have come. Now the major legion is all ordinary officers..."

Just as he was thinking, someone came again, and this time the person who came was from the Sixth Legion.

After the etiquette, Jiang Xingchen said: "Now the Sixth Legion is fighting with the Tongyu Kingdom, and the personnel are tight. Why did the Marquis send you back?"

The man said excitedly: "The commander of Wei Ning's army has returned to the Sixth Army. He sent me here! Mr. Jiang, I was also in the battle between Jin Jiancheng!"

Speaking of Jiang Xingchenhuo burning gold to build the city, this person could not hide the excitement on his face. The situation that night was really unforgettable.

Not only him, but the officer of the Seventh Army also had a flash of light in his eyes and said, "When I besieged Pingjun City, I personally caught fishing with the Lord's net, and I can still remember the situation of 70,000 to 80,000 pounds in one net!"

The woman also smiled and said, "When we fought against the Tianyi Kingdom, the earth-shaking loud noise, all the soldiers of the First Legion remembered it in their hearts... If it weren't for the 6th Legion's tight place, the commander of the Tang Chuxue Legion would have come to congratulate him in person!"

"Yes! Our commander of the army also regretted that he could not drink the spirits from the Lord! Haha..." The soldiers spoke with a sense of boldness. As they spoke, the officer burst into laughter.

The other little lords looked dark and they were not falling. They wanted to slap themselves hard. They all knew about the victory of the Emperor* team, so why didn't they ask carefully? The relationship between these battles is all related to Jiang Xingchen, no wonder it is so strong.

The big man felt that his blood was cold after hearing the words of several officers. He had just comforted himself that Jiang Xingchen did not have such a great reputation. Now he realized that it was not that the commanders of the legion were not coming, but that the Sixth Legion was fighting.

Jiang Xingchen did not notice the strangeness of these little lords, and frowned and asked, "The Wei Ning Legion Commander is back, where is Dingbei Hou?"

"Marquis Dingbei was transferred to the military headquarters. As for what he did, his subordinates didn't know!" said the officer from the Sixth Army.

"It's really fast. It must be the establishment of the Eighth Legion!" Jiang Xingchen thought for a while, and just as he was about to call everyone back, there was another sound of wheels and two carriages drove over.

"What's wrong today? We all rushed over together!" Jiang Xingchen stood still again.

When the carriage approached, the coachman jumped out of the car, lifted the curtain, and Mr. Huangshi and Mr. Qingyun walked down.

"Mr. Huangshi, Mr. Qingyun, why are you two here in person..." Jiang Xingchen hurriedly bowed to greet him. These two are the saints of the Empire and the great doctor, and their status is not lower than that of Feng Xuanzhang.

"Hehe!" Huang Shi smiled and said, "We are here to drink distilled liquor. You guys won't be welcome, are you?"

"How could you come? You two come here. I'm here. This time, the distilled liquor tube is enough. You two want to drink as much as you want!" Jiang Xingchen said with a big smile.

"Haha, we're waiting for you!" Qingyun patted Jiang Xingchen on the shoulder and said, "By the way, the marshal and the old marquis are busy and can't come anymore. Let's congratulate us on behalf of us. We have brought all the congratulations... Also, Feng Xuanzhang may come in a while!"

"The dean is here too. Imperial Academy is so busy..." Jiang Xingchen said in surprise.

"Boy, do you think we are the ones who are greedy for wine? Hahahaha..." Huang Shi laughed.

At this time, several little lords, including the big man, felt a cold air coming out from the back of their necks, and their legs were like they were filled with lead, and they could not move.

"Marson of the Empire, the dean of the Imperial Academy... Who do this kid knows?" The few people wailed silently, feeling that their bodies were always squatting down involuntarily, and they were so scared that they were about to sit on the ground.

Fortunately, there were already many people at the entrance of the village at this time, and they squeezed all the inconspicuous little barons behind, and no one paid attention to their expressions.

Seeing that no one was coming, Jiang Xingchen hurriedly greeted Han Xiaowu, who was responsible for bringing everyone into the village to sit down.

The little lords outside were a little panicked and asked in a low voice: "What should we do? Should we follow in?"

"Why didn't you bring a gift? Why did Luo Jiang Xingchen do you want to live?" said the big man tremblingly.

"Wang Badan, shut up! It's all because of you!" The few people shouted in a low voice.

"It's even worse to leave at this time!" The hunched old man thought for a while and said, "Let's send someone to go back quickly and use the piece of purple gold from Hong Ming's home as a gift, and you can pass the test!"

"No!" the big man shook his head quickly and said, "That is our family heirloom, no..."

"Hmph! Then you just wait for death, you have the idea!" said the hunchbacked old man.

"You still want to obtain the skills and assets of Sir Jiang! If you don't take them, think about your fate!" said the middle-aged man.

"It's not that you have to bear it alone. We'll share the amount of purple gold together. Then we'll give you money..."

Several people were scared and comforted. After some words, the man couldn't bear it anymore and said in a crying voice: "I'll take it, can't I take it?"

At this time, he finally knew what it means to die for money. Just seeing the good things obtained by Xingchen, he didn't even think about it. Is this thing so active?

Now that the things that Xingchen has won have fallen, his treasure has been brought in, and the man is almost crying without tears.

Seeing Qingyun, Huangshi and others all entered the village, but these people did not move behind them. Jiang Xingchen walked up with a smile and said, "What are you doing at the entrance of the village? Go in and sit in! They are all neighbors, so don't be so embarrassed!"

The man cried in his heart and said to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed, I've given you all the heirlooms!"

The hunched old man showed a far-fetched smile and said, "Sir Viscount, we have to wait a moment. The gift is on the way!"

"You are so angry, just celebrate your birthday, no gifts are there... Everyone is friends, just sit together and have fun!" Jiang Xingchen waved his hand with a smile.

"What he said is so high-sounding, can we not give gifts? You are 18 years old and not an ordinary birthday. I am so obsessed with it. I have to make a decision..." The big man wailed in his heart.

The hunchbacked old man said respectfully: "As neighbors, we cannot come empty-handedly on the birthday of Viscount on his adult life. But this item is heavy and we can't hold it, so we asked the servants to send it... and wait a while before we will arrive!"

Seeing that they insisted on being here, Jiang Xingchen was not inconvenient to persuade him, so he hurriedly turned back to the village. There were so many people inside, he had to greet him.

The few little lords who were staying outside felt relieved when they saw Jiang Xingchen returning to the village. A series of people came again. They were so shocked that they breathed tightly and their bodies became stiff. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!