Hearing Ye Jingyu's shouts, more than 10,000 people stood up at the same time, their movements were neat and standardized, and they were not dragging themselves down at all, which was enough to show their training results over the past month. Seeing such power, Ye Jingyu showed a satisfied expression on his face, and he nodded to Chen Qi, Bili and others standing in front to show praise...

Leaping off the war horse, walking towards the platform step by step under the attention of thousands of people, with a calm expression. He didn't look like an 18-year-old boy, nor a young general who led his army to fight for the first time. Instead, he looked like a veteran who had been through the battlefield...

Feeling Ye Jingyu's indifferent heart, Zhuge Yishi, Chen Qi, Farewell, Ye Longyi, Ying Xiaoxiao, Yue Youqun's eyes all showed admiration. This is the demeanor that a general should have. He is still so young, so he has this calmness, and his future prospects are limitless...

Boyeli and others feel that I have not chosen the wrong person this time...

Step by step, the armor on his body clattered, his black hair danced with the wind, and his confident eyes looked at more than 10,000 people below the stage. Ye Jingyu's face showed a faint smile...

"Dear brothers, I know that you were once powerful martial arts masters, and they are unruly heroes. You yearn for freedom and you yearn for an unrestrained life. Many of you are not willing to join the Iron Army, nor do you want to go to war with the army. However, no matter what, you still joined the Iron Army. Whether it is voluntary or helpless, you have all become members of the Iron Army. This is an unquestionable fact. I cannot change it, and you cannot change it either... We are about to go to the front line. Soon, we are about to face war. You are all heroes, and you are not afraid of killing people. But war is not just about killing people, but also about to protect your own lives and protect your partners' lives.

We are all members of the Iron Army. No matter what kind of grudges you have had, but from today on, we will be a family and the best brothers. We will be together when we have difficulties and be blessed. No matter how dangerous it is before this expedition, I hope all brothers can return safely...

Of course, I know this is impossible. War is a game of dead people. I don’t know how many of us will come back after this war. But I, Ye Jingyu, swear to the sky here that if I cannot come back, my young generals will be taken care of by me, Ye Jingyu. If I can come back with me, fame, wealth, glory and wealth will be shared with me... In this life, you are my best brothers..." Ye Jingyu said heavily, with endless persistence in his eyes...

Everyone in the audience had their own expressions, some were disdainful, some were moved, some were confused, some were confused, but more were passionate. Everyone present was a good man, who didn't want to make achievements, and who didn't want to succeed? Ye Jingyu's few words completely ignited the blood in their hearts...

The huge call of "Brother, brother..." suddenly sounded...

A huge shout resounded throughout Yunjing City. Looking at the soldiers who were boiling in the audience, Ye Jingyu did not show any expression on his face. He also knew that there were many people here who were not sincerely united, and he had never expected that his words could impress everyone. However, now the atmosphere has been mobilized by himself, which is enough...

He stretched out his right hand to stop the boiling soldiers. When everyone was quiet, Ye Jingyu spoke again: "Put the wine, beat the drum..."

In an instant, the drummers who had already prepared were beating the snare drums frantically. The loud noises rang throughout the schoolyard. The slaves who were already on standby dared to come in and brought the big bowl of wine that poured the wine. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 10,000 people present were carrying a large bowl of strong wine...

Ye Jingyu was also holding a bowl of strong wine in his hand. Smelling the strong smell of wine, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit...

"Brothers, let's ask Qingtian together, laugh and provoke the battlefield..."

"Fuck..." More than 10,000 people shouted at the same time...

A sense of pride rose into the sky...

Ye Jingyu picked up a big bowl, ignored the pungent spirits, and put them to his mouth. He drank them wildly. A bowl of spirits was half a pound, and he drank them dry in one sip...

After drinking, Ye Jingyu threw the big bowl in his hand down, making a loud bang. More than 10,000 people in the audience did as they did, and a huge cracking sound was heard...

"Going to the battle..." Ye Jingyu roared, but he jumped off the platform and jumped onto his war horse. The black cloak flew in the wind, and his endless heroic spirit infected the people around him...

Most people's eyes were filled with high fighting spirit. They followed their officers one by one, followed Ye Jingyu's personal guards and walked out of the school grounds with big strides. Chen Qi, Bili and others were also riding war horses one by one, following Ye Jingyu tightly...

They all knew that this expedition was full of crisis, and they also knew that this was a life-and-death itinerary, but they didn’t have any comfort in their eyes, and they wanted wealth and danger. They believed that Ye Jingyu would definitely point them a way...

More than 10,000 murderous troops walked out of the schoolyard and followed the main road to the west city of Yunjing, where the king of Shuyun Kingdom would personally practice it for them...

Soon, more than 10,000 people arrived at the Xicheng City Gate. Luo Xiaofeng, the lord of Shuyun Kingdom, had already sat under the Daluo umbrella. Today, he was wearing a silver dragon robe, a crown on his head, and a solemn expression. The lord's majesty was undoubtedly revealed...

On both sides of him, the seven young masters, Princess Yongle, and other princes and ministers were there. Their faces had complicated expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking...

When everyone saw Ye Jingyu leading more than 10,000 people to come over in a battle with high spirits, the dust and strong momentum brought by the sky, everyone's faces showed a look of surprise, especially Luo Xiaofeng. He really didn't expect that in more than a month, Ye Jingyu trained this unruly gangster army into such an elite. In this array, the momentum was no worse than that of ordinary troops. Even compared with the four major legions of Fengyun Thunder and Lightning, the only difference was the baptism on the battlefield...
Chapter completed!