Xia Haochu looked at Lin Zixuan with a look of deep understanding, and at the same time, he secretly cheated in his heart.
"What kind of monster is this? He actually thinks that that person is good, but he has no self-respect after being tortured in front of that person."
After all, that fingerprint was so powerful that even if he tried his best, he couldn't resist it. Moreover, he was seriously injured and comatose for a long time.
"It's really better than the old." Xia Haochu praised slightly. He really couldn't think of any better words to describe him. Others may not feel it very much, but he deeply felt the horror of it.
"Brother Xia is ridiculous." Lin Zixuan smiled. He had already learned about this man's heroic deeds from Wei Hou and Kurosawa. He still admired him very much in his heart.
You know, to be able to turn the tide and save the lives of 100,000 soldiers in the presence of the enemy's ambushes, in those flashy offensives, in front of the enemy's top brass, is like a dream and a fantasy to ordinary people.
"Haha! You're a good boy, you have a promising future!" Xia Haochu smiled and patted Lin Zixuan's shoulder. At the same time, an imperceptible light appeared in his eyes. When he felt the aura of the emperor, he immediately withdrew his palm.
, there was strong shock in those eyes.
"Brother Xia, what's wrong?" Lin Zixuan asked with concern. His soul perception was extremely sharp, and he had imperial energy to protect his body, so he was naturally aware of Xia Haochu's temptation.
Xia Haochu was slightly startled, slightly embarrassed. He was just curious about what Lin Zixuan got from that person, but he never wanted to be discovered by the latter and violated his privacy. This made him feel ashamed and wanted to find a hole in the ground immediately.
Looking at Xia Haochu's shameful expression, Lin Zixuan smiled and said, "Brother Xia, it's okay."
Xia Haochu was stunned for a moment, then understood instantly, nodded, and gave the latter a look of gratitude.
Zhou Feng, Chen Huan and others were watching from behind, and they were also confused as to what the two of them were talking about.
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In the city of Tianlan, there is a loess area with crisscrossed ravines. On top of it, white tent camps stand. In the center of the tent camp, a medium-sized tent is built with fine iron, stones, and wooden boards.
Round platform.
The platform was extremely monotonous, with a wooden table and a bone bowl filled with azure Wangling water. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
At this moment, there are people standing around the platform. Their auras are of different strengths and weaknesses, and their clothes are different. They do not belong to the regular army, but are reserve troops recruited from all over the empire. For them, the only choice is to be looked upon by the new centurion.
Only in this way can they become real soldiers in the city. Otherwise, before the battlefield, they will always serve as the front row and become cannon fodder.
Of course, there are also some unruly people among them. They are powerful, have their eyes high, and do not belong to anyone. They also work alone on the battlefield and fend for themselves.
At this moment, in the front surrounded by everyone, stood three figures. Their expressions were majestic and high-spirited, and they focused the attention of countless people.
The three of them represent the highest combat power of the reserve army, and the strength of each of them is not weaker than the sixth level of the Blood Spirit Realm.
Among the three people, the figure in the middle is the most respected. He has a resolute face, majestic appearance and heroic hair, and the fluctuations emanating from his body are infinitely close to those at the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Realm.
His name is Hanyun, and he lives up to his name, with a cold face and a rugged backbone.
There was once a captain who liked his character and wanted to take him under his command, but he was rejected because he didn't like to be restrained.
You must know that the status of every general under a centurion is equal to that of a centurion. It is the perfect position that they, the reserve army, dream of. That is a true step to the sky.
At this critical moment, many people looked at Han Yun with expectant eyes. They hoped that the latter would speak, because after all, this was related to their future.
If you follow a good general, you will be able to make a profit as a result.
The two people next to him also looked at Han Yun. They had witnessed too many centurions' impassioned speeches, so naturally they would not be upset by one or two sentences. What they valued more was the centurion's potential for future growth.
"Let's take a look first." Han Yun said. Although there were rumors about this centurion's talent in the army, they still heard about it through hearsay and never saw it with their own eyes.
At this moment, a group of figures surrounded Lin Zixuan like stars holding the moon, coming in a mighty force.
Some of these reserve troops were sharp-eyed and immediately recognized the two figures at the front.
"That's Chen Huan, the centurion who was promoted three years ago. Kurosawa was coaxed and deceived by him!"
The voice was loud, as if he was disdainful of his behavior. After all, Kurosawa was also the most outstanding person in the reserve army at that time. He shared the joys and sorrows with them and had a deep relationship. After the separation, he was naturally reluctant to leave and complained about Chen Huan.
Chen Huan's face also darkened. It was Kurosawa who took the initiative to follow him back then, but here it was as if he had resorted to dirty tricks. His mood instantly sank to the bottom.
Han Yun looked at everyone's grief and anger, and simply said: "It was Kurosawa's own choice at the time, and I don't blame him."
After saying this, the discussion suddenly stopped. At the same time, they looked at the second figure.
"Hold the grass, let me go. That's Zhou Feng, who is one of the best among the centurions. He actually accompanied him there. It seems that this newly promoted centurion is quite impressive!"
Zhou Feng was also one of the extremely envied centurions among the reserve army. Many people followed him, and he achieved many military honors and became prosperous.
They couldn't hold back the excitement in their eyes, as if they wanted to penetrate the crowd to see who was behind them. Who could have such a big air and let the two centurions accompany them.
"call!"
Everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and they instantly thought of one person, the legendary figure who blew the trumpet nine times.
"It should be him!"
Some people have firm eyes and a look of fascination on their faces. It seems that the Captain of Ten Thousands only blew eight times and stopped at the ninth, but he still created a miracle in history and can be regarded as a true pride of heaven.
"I wonder if he will choose me?" Everyone's eyes were hot as they watched those people approach the stage step by step.
As the saying goes, when one person achieves enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, countless people do not want to take advantage of it. After all, the amount of merit depends more on the person who leads it, which is the soul and core of the army.
At this moment, when many people approached the general stage, they all gave way to a path, and a clear and handsome face appeared in front of everyone. He stepped out, jumped up, and took the stage in the air.
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the young man on the stage, this magical figure who blew the dragon's horn nine times, who would the newly promoted centurion choose? (To be continued)