Beizhou, the capital of the Tianwu Empire,

The young master of Beizhou finally completed his great cause of ordering troops, but the soldiers were a little ...... From the millions of elites in the teaching military field, Yu Xiaotian only selected five thousand long-range troops composed of crossbowmen and archers, but the rest of the elites were not selected, not even the all-monk troops that have been trained in recent years.

Looking at the five thousand archers in front of him, Yu Qingyang's face turned green!

"You're going to take these people to Weststate?"

There was no salutation, and his tone was low, and anyone could tell that he was angry at this time. In fact, it wasn't just him, all the generals of the Tianwu Empire, including Yu Tianmad, were a little confused. What can you do with these thousands of people to Xizhou? I really couldn't understand Yu Xiaotian's thoughts, but out of absolute trust in him, these people didn't say anything, they just watched quietly, waiting to see how the young master answered.

Yu Xiaotian still had a smile on his face, but there was a little more pride in his expression. He glanced at the expedition team in front of him very confidently, and said very easily:

"It's just a matter of going to Xizhou to kill a few lackeys, and it's enough to take them with you. Father, don't worry, I will definitely be able to lead them to slaughter all the forces in Xizhou!"

"Slaughter all the forces, and it is up to them?"

Yu Qingyang was directly angry with his son, and he didn't care if it would hurt the self-esteem of the soldiers, so he asked in disbelief.

Hearing the rhetorical question, Yu Xiaotian's expression became extremely solemn. The smile on his face disappeared, he raised his eyes to look at his father, and said very seriously:

"It's up to them! My Wu Guo's sons are all warriors who are one against a hundred, so how can I be a thief in Xizhou?"

After saying this, Yu Xiaotian suddenly turned his head to look at the phalanx of soldiers in front of him, and said in an impassioned tone:

"Soldiers, the city lord of Tianyun City doubts your strength and tells him, do you have the confidence to follow this young master to destroy Xizhou?"

"Yes...... , the young master will win!"

"The young master will win......

At first, it was only 5,000 crossbowmen, and then the entire teaching field, millions of soldiers chanted in unison, and the sound shook for nine days!

This scene shocked Yu Qingyang, who was standing on the side, and he really couldn't imagine that his son, who was less than twenty years old, would have such prestige in the army, it was too unbelievable. Not only him, but Nie Tianfang and Wang Zhantian were also extremely shocked. Young Master of Heavenly Fortune, this nephew of his own family is really a peerless celebrity!

Listening to the heartfelt shouts of the soldiers, Yu Xiaotian's chest was also full of blood. I swore in my heart that I would never let these soldiers have trouble!

The shouting stopped instantly the moment Yu Xiaotian raised his hand, from the sonic shock to the silence for only a moment, this scene made everyone present in a trance for a while. After raising his hand, Yu Xiaotian was about to wave his hand and order it to be pulled out!

"Wait!"

But at this time, Yu Qingyang stopped him again.

"What's the matter with my father? Could it be that he still doesn't trust the soldiers of the martial arts?"

Yu Xiaotian's tone was stiff, and he deliberately amplified his voice. He deliberately let the soldiers hear and put pressure on his father. After all, he is also a martial artist, and he is also a protector of the country, and he believes that his father's feelings for these soldiers are definitely no less than his own. That's why soldiers were used to force my father to let go.

Whether it was insisting on letting Grandpa go on the expedition or not letting Tianyun City participate in the expedition, this was the result of Yu Xiaotian's careful consideration, otherwise no matter how arrogant and ignorant he was, he would not be like this.

Grandpa, as the prince of the martial kingdom, has been a martial country all his life, but this time he saw 100,000 elites of the martial arts die in front of his eyes, and he was implicated because of his own family. This matter will become a knot in the old man's heart. Only by letting grandpa take revenge with his own hands can this knot be alleviated.

As for not allowing Tianyun City to participate in the expedition, it was because Yu Xiaotian understood that the situation in Zhongzhou was turbulent now, and Tianpeng Sect had been eyeing the Eighteenth Route first-level forces, and if the forces of Tianyun City were dispersed at this time, they would inevitably be hit hard by Tianpeng Sect.

Father Yuqing Yang naturally understands this, but whether it is from the perspective of avenging the martial arts or protecting himself, he will do his best to send the elite to Xizhou together. And what Yu Xiaotian is doing now is not to let the people of Tianyun City go with him, so as to avoid distracting the power of Tianyun City.

At this time, Yu Qingyang's expression was also a little stiff, he had already stopped it once, and he couldn't ignore the soldiers' feelings again and again. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly spoke:

"It's your second uncle, he has something to say to you!"

At this moment, it is only most appropriate for this two-skinned guy to stand up. While speaking, Yu Qingyang gave Wang Zhan Angel a look, but Wang Zhantian didn't understand at all, but fortunately, Nie Tian next to him understood and pushed him to the opposite side of Yu Xiaotian, and at the same time asked him to speak quickly!

Speak, what did Wang Zhantian ignore the meaning of the two brothers at all, and after being pushed out, he first smirked twice, and then as if he remembered, he reached out and patted Yu Xiaotian on the shoulder first.

It's still that strength, it's still that feeling, the hot soreness, Yu Xiaotian sighed wildly in his heart, I knew it, I really didn't dodge it!

Trying to squeeze out a smile, waiting for the words of his second uncle, the same goes for the others, all of them are waiting, Yu Qingyang and Nie Tianfang are also looking forward to it with anxiety in their hearts, hoping that this 'second uncle' can be useful and persuade Yu Xiaotian.

Wang Zhantian, who was being watched by everyone, grinned and said to Yu Xiaotian:

"That...... , a victorious start, a smooth journey!"

Hearing this familiar word, Yu Qingyang almost fell to the ground. His son said that he had a smooth journey, but at this time, this goods turned out to be ...... Oh my God, are you sent by God to hone my state of mind?