After the 3,000 vanguard regiment was opened, the school field was tense and busy, the army was sitting in the final preparations for the departure, people were noisy and neighing, the wheels were rolling, the flags covered the sky, the major dignitaries of the military department, the big figures of the major aristocratic families in the imperial capital, and the people of the second prince Dominguez and his family, all appeared in the school field to practice for the army.

Sun Fei was originally invited, but he did not appear on campus.

In the cold weather, the exhalation almost turned into ice, and for a while, the white gas exhaled by more than 60,000 people steamed into a dark cloud in the sky, and then soon, in a large number of horns resounding between the heavens and the earth, more than 60,000 troops also marched in an orderly manner.

The whole scene was spectacular.

Sun Fei is also the first time to see such a scale of the army pulled, swords and guns like a forest, crowds like water, a killing aura permeated between heaven and earth, thousands of soldiers exuded a kind of Ling Ran's iron-blooded qi, although this iron-blooded qi is invisible, but it is filled between heaven and earth, even the white gas and clouds exhaled by more than 60,000 people in the sky have been rushed open to a huge cloud hole by this iron-blooded qi, forming an incredible meteorological wonder.

The killing aura exuded by thousands of soldiers even had a sense of grandeur, which made a master like Sun Fei feel a sense of insignificance at this moment.

As the army continued to march out, whistling through the distance like a torrent, Sun Fei finally saw the proud Zenit [God of War] Andre Arshavin in the distance under the escort of the elite master guard of the [Iron Blood Battalion].

Under a two-headed white ice bear of the imperial family's iconic long banner, the commander of the army of 60,000 people looked extremely heroic and unparalleled, exuding a noble and majestic atmosphere, his every move attracted the eyes of thousands of soldiers, and he exuded an invincible demeanor.

Sun Fei even keenly observed that the iron-blooded aura and heroic meaning exuded by thousands of soldiers actually faintly enveloped this generation of [military gods], as if the power of thousands of soldiers had blessed Arshavin's body.

And under the backdrop of this aura, Arshavin's figure that was not a majestic figure actually looked incomparably tall, and a terrifying and noble aura that Sun Fei had never seen before suddenly emerged from his body.

At this moment, the Imperial [God of War] also seemed to notice something, turned his head to look, and a pair of eyes like electricity condensed and landed on Sun Fei's body, and then quickly noticed the witch Paris sitting next to Sun Fei.

The atmosphere of this moment is incomparably subtle.

Although the distance was very far, Sun Fei seemed to hear a heavy snort from the nose of the Imperial [God of War].

This hum seems to be able to trigger the iron-blooded murderous aura of thousands of soldiers, just like the gods on the clouds of the Nine Heavens, full of an irresistible spirit.

At this moment, Sun Fei really understood that the name of Arshavin [God of War] was definitely not in vain.

Originally, in Sun Fei's previous impression, Arshavin was not a very dazzling character, although he had a six-star fighting spirit, and he was also one of the masters in the empire, but this strength was only about the same as the top ten ruling knights, and it was not considered the top force of the empire.

But at this moment, Sun Fei suddenly understood a little bit that the title of Arshavin [God of War] is not only based on the supremacy of personal force, but also lies in his talent for commanding the army, and in his momentum and means when he controls thousands of troops.

When Arshavin commanded tens of millions of military horses, the talent at this time was the real [God of War], like a god, anticipating the enemy's opportunity, invincible, invincible, and victorious thousands of miles away.

At this time, Arshavin was faintly a little embarrassed by Sun Fei's momentum.

At the very least, Sun Fei tried to ask himself over and over again, if he was in command of thousands of troops, could he be like the prince with white horses and black armor in the distance, and could closely unite the strength of tens of millions of people and the New Year?

The final answer is no.

At this moment, Sun Fei lost his mind a little.

"Giggles, why, was I shocked by the heroic appearance of His Royal Highness the Great Prince?"

There was a hint of glamour in the beautiful eyes of the demon witch Paris, looking at Sun Fei's thoughtful appearance, how could she not know what he was thinking in her heart, and let out a soft voice of relief.

"Actually, Alexander, you don't have to try to suppress others in everything, because there are no perfect people in this world, not even the gods in the heavens. Do you know? Like me, although there are many people in the empire who don't like the prince very much, but everyone must admit that since the founding of the empire for more than 20 years, the prince is definitely the most brilliant general among all the imperial generals, if it is only about the command of the army, except for the Emperor Yaxin the Great, there is absolutely no one in the empire who is the opponent of the prince, he is the kind of person, born for war, his command art comes from the love of the gods, is an unparalleled talent, as long as there are soldiers under his command, no one can snatch his demeanor, as long as he is in the army, he is the real god of war。 ”

Listening to the witch Paris also had to make such a description of the eldest prince Arshavin, Sun Fei gradually discovered that he may have never understood a real great prince, and in this world, there are still many people and many things, and he has not had time to really understand.

But—

"Even if he has thousands of troops, I will break them with one punch. ”

Sun Fei quickly got rid of this negative emotion, clenched his fists, and suddenly became full of confidence.

Because he quickly figured out the key to it, there are countless paths for the strong, maybe the path of the strong chosen by Arshavin to dominate the army, but Sun Fei prefers another kind - he doesn't want to entrust his safety to others, even if these people are his subordinates.

A truly strong man does not need thousands of troops, but only a pair of invincible iron fists.

Only if you are invincible is you really invincible.

I have my own way.

Paris didn't seem to have expected Sun Fei to break free from the influence of the atmosphere created by the great prince's thousands of troops so quickly.

At this moment, this amorous woman didn't know why, and couldn't help but think of another figure-

Six years ago, the handsome and picturesque man who liked to hold a disabled puppy stood on the gate of the imperial capital for the first time to watch the triumphant arrival of the empire [God of War], this was the first meeting between the two old enemies, at that time, Dominguez seemed to have only a brief moment of shock, and then quickly yawned, only she heard the man muttering in that moment, 'It's boring, it's better to raise a dog to lead the troops'......

"By the way, there is one more thing that I am very curious about, in half a month, it will be the period of the Martial Saint War originally agreed by the Martial Saints of the two empires, and now that a full-scale war has broken out between the two empires, will the Martial Holy War still be carried out as scheduled?" Sun Fei diverted the topic, looking at the towering Martial Saint Mountain in the depths of the imperial capital, and asked softly.

"On the Azeroth Continent, as long as the [Martial Saint Sticker] appears, nothing will affect the duel between the Martial Saints, and the outbreak of war will only make the Martial Saint War more meaningful. Paris shook her head, reached out and stroked her windswept hair, and replied softly: "The battle of the Martial Saint will greatly affect the victory or defeat of this battle, and this is a battle that is no less than the victory or defeat of the southern battlefield. ”

"Then do you know that Lord Krasic Martial Saint, what are the odds of winning in the Martial Saint War?" Sun Fei asked.

"No one can beat Master Krasic. Paris's answer was categorical.

Sun Fei was silent.

Because he really didn't know about the Imperial Martial Saint, and he didn't know what level of strength this legendary Lord Krasic had reached, a moon-level powerhouse, or a day-level Venerable? It seems that the people of the entire Zenit Empire have a fanatical belief in this Martial Saint, and even a witch like Paris is full of confidence in him, what kind of person is this Imperial Martial Saint?

After chatting about some unrelated topics, Sun Fei took the initiative to leave.

"Alexander, remember your promise. Paris stared at Sun Fei's back and suddenly said loudly.

"Huh?"

"Remember, whenever and under what circumstances, as long as I speak, you must make a move for His Highness Domingos, even if it is only one move, remember?" Paris shouted loudly, Sun Fei had the illusion that the witch was expecting her answer, and her voice seemed to be a little nervous.

"Yes. ”

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Under the blessing and gaze of thousands of imperial people, the army of Zenit was like a long black dragon, and finally crossed the Moro Mountains, headed south, and disappeared into the horizon.

After Sun Fei and Paris separated, they did not rush back to the Chambord camp, but still dressed up as a 'dead runner', walked around the twenty-mile vassal camp all the way, secretly observed the movements of the vassal states that had entered the final imperial qualifying competition, and an hour later, came to the camp of the sixth-rank vassal Byzantine state.

Sun Fei revealed his identity, and the vigilant gaze of the Byzantines turned into surprise.

He was soon warmly welcomed by the Byzantines. Hearing the report of the guards, King Constantine didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and both barefoot and Princess Isabella came out of the king's tent from afar to greet Sun Fei with the highest level of courtesy.

Almost all Byzantines will worship Sun Fei as if he were a savior.

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The first update.

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