"I'll kill!"

Finally, there was movement in the crowd, and a soldier of the Praetorian Guard with a big waist and a round waist walked out with a gloomy face, he looked at Su Fan, and said, "Lord Su Fan, what you said is true, as long as I can kill any of these two princes, I will be allowed to be a general?"

"That's right!" Su Fan nodded and said, "I never break my word!"

"Good!"

Hearing Su Fan's words, the Praetorian Guard's face relaxed slightly, he strode up to the five members of the Tianlin royal family, and said to the dignified-looking middle-aged man: "The Seventh Prince, I'm sorry, for the sake of my Zhang Chenghu's future, you must die today!"

"Zhang Chenghu, why are you?"

The seven princes seemed to know this Zhang Chenghu, and said with a look of disbelief.

"Zhang Chenghu, what are you doing here!" Shen Yingzhao's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily: "Have you forgotten how you were selected to join the Praetorian Guard? Back then, you lost by one point in the school competition, and you had no chance to join the Praetorian Guard, if it weren't for the fact that the Seventh Prince cherished your talent and recommended you to join the Praetorian Guard, you might still be a soldier in a certain border army now!"

"The Seventh Prince has the grace of knowing you, is this how you repay the kindness?"

Shen Yingzhao's words seemed to be like a sharp blade in Zhang Chenghu's heart, his face was red and white, and the pace under his feet gradually stopped.

And at this moment, Su Fan's mocking voice sounded behind Zhang Chenghu: "Hehe, the grace of knowing the encounter, are you making me laugh?"

"This Zhang Chenghu, if I'm not mistaken, he should already be the fifth level of the Soul Monarch, right? This kind of cultivation, in your Praetorian Guard, I think it is enough to be a commander or even a general, right? But you all look at what he is wearing, what is the difference between him and an ordinary soldier? If it is really a grace of knowledge, you should try to help him, instead of letting him be an ordinary soldier at the bottom all the time!"

"Mr. Su! You don't understand military affairs, of course you can say that you can say that the number of commanders, adjutant generals, and partial generals in the Praetorian Guard is limited! There are still many soldiers like Zhang Chenghu who are not weak in cultivation, if all of them are ten thousand commanders, then who will be soldiers?" Shen Yingzhao retorted loudly.

What Shen Yingzhao said is very correct, there are hundreds of thousands of people in a royal city Praetorian Guard.

Moreover, these hundreds of thousands of people are all good hands selected from various local armies, among which the soldiers with the lowest level of cultivation also have the ninth level of soul warriors, and further up, there are even more high-level soldiers.

There are many soldiers at the level of the Soul Monarch like Zhang Chenghu in the Praetorian Guard, and there are almost two hundred people in total.

And a total of hundreds of thousands of people in a royal city Praetorian Guard, and a ten-thousand-captain position is only a few dozen at most.

There are so few positions in the commander, and there are even fewer places for adjutant generals and partial generals, so there are very few people who can be selected as generals among the two hundred or so.

Su Fan sneered: "That's right, I don't know anything about military affairs, and I don't need to understand it......! This is a world of monks, and I only know that the strong are supreme!"

He paused slightly, glanced at Zhang Chenghu, and said, "And the strong also need to be respected! A Soul Monarch-level monk can be the lord of a city in an ordinary small city, but in your Praetorian Guard, you can only be the lowest soldier! This doesn't make sense, right?"

"You ......" Shen Ying wanted to continue arguing when he heard this, but Su Fan directly interrupted him: "Shut up! I know what you want to say, it's nothing more than something that protects the Tianlin royal family is the supreme honor, it's all bullshit!"

"Do you have to sacrifice a person's future to defend your bullshit royal family? I don't think all the soldiers here thought that way before they joined the Praetorian Guard!"

"They came here just to find a better future, after all, at the foot of the royal city, they will always get more opportunities than in the ordinary army!"

Su Fan said loudly one by one, and among the hundreds of thousands of Praetorian Guard soldiers around, many people's eyes became brighter and brighter the more they listened.

Many people nodded silently in agreement, and agreed with Su Fan's statement very much.

No one wants to be a soldier in the Praetorian Guard for the rest of their lives, and who doesn't want to have a good future in the future?

There is a good saying: a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier.

Every soldier has a dream of becoming a general, and so do these Praetorian Guards.

After all, no one wants to be subservient all the time.

However, the number of rank of lieutenant generals in the Praetorian Guard has always been saturated, which has prevented many originally powerful soldiers from being promoted.

Over time, these soldiers had a lot of complaints in private.

Zhang Chenghu is a typical example of this, he has been in the Praetorian Guard for five years and has not been promoted once.

And the most ridiculous thing is that Zhang Chenghu's top boss only has the cultivation of the third level of the Soul Monarch, and even he can't beat him.

At this time, Su Fan's words gave Zhang Chenghu a lot of motivation, and his originally paused footsteps moved again, and he walked straight towards the Seventh Prince.

"Zhang Chenghu, you have to think twice, the Seventh Prince is kind to you, you promised to repay the Seventh Prince one day, if you kill the Seventh Prince now, it will be tantamount to losing your promise!"

"I will never forget the kindness of the prince to me!" Zhang Chenghu walked with a cold glint in his eyes, he looked at the seventh prince and said in a deep voice: "Lord, today I Zhang Chenghu will take your life for a splendid future, and I will burn incense and repent for you every year in the future!"

After speaking, he actually jumped directly in front of the Seventh Prince, pulled out the stainless steel treasure knife on his waist, and slashed at the Seventh Prince's neck!

With this knife, Zhang Chenghu used all his strength, accurate and ruthless, and did not give the Seventh Prince any way out at all!

"Eighth brother, save me!"

The Seventh Prince only has the Soul Monarch level, how can it be Zhang Chenghu's opponent, he trembled with fright, and hid behind the Eighth Prince.

"Zhang Chenghu, you are so bold! Get out!"

Seeing this, the eighth prince was immediately furious, he slapped it over, and with a rattle, the flesh palm directly discounted the steel knife, and it was directly printed on Zhang Chenghu's chest!

The Eighth Prince has liked to cultivate martial arts since he was a child, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Soul Monarch, and Zhang Chenghu can't resist it at all!

Bang!

Click!

The power of the eighth prince's palm penetrated into Zhang Chenghu's chest, shattering the opponent's sternum several times, causing Zhang Chenghu to fly upside down like a broken pocket!

"Whoever dares to plot against my royal family again will be the end!"

The eighth prince pointed to Zhang Chenghu, who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, and said majestically.

(End of chapter)