In the barracks of the Western Front army, Luo Wuquan sat in the tent.

He is one of the five generalissimos of the Shura State, with old seniority and powerful positions, and he is full of henchmen in the DPRK.

He is also a martial artist himself, and his cultivation has reached the realm of asking the earth. His own fighting spirit has added a domineering strength to his prestige.

Luo Demon Battle Qi is second only to the powerful Battle Qi of Shura. The battle qi is urging, not only can burn the Quartet, but also plunder the opponent's blood to make up for its own losses. If he is not injured, the plundered blood will be stored for later use.

With a "snap", an official document was thrown to the ground by him.

"Where did the hairy old man come from, leading a group of unsuccessful rich three generations, which can also be regarded as reinforcements? Your Majesty doesn't know what to think, and even named him a general!

If he, the general, meets with me, the marshal of the Western Front, which of the two of us will lead whom?

Isn't it better to cultivate to a higher level? But the battlefield is not a martial arts field, can you push thousands of troops with a strong cultivation? If he really has such ability, will he still need to lead a large army? Wouldn't it be okay to go to the king of purple shirts alone? ”

Luo Wuquan continued to go his own way, and did not follow the requirements in the official document to prepare for the reception. According to him, they have the ability to settle themselves.

Miao Jiajun, after half a month of training by Miao Junfeng, has undergone substantial changes.

In this half month, Miao Jiajun has experienced ten times more cruel than ordinary training, of course, this model cannot be replicated, and only Miao Junfeng can do it.

Half a month seems to be a short time, but for Miao Jiajun, it seems like a lifetime. After all, if you die once, you will live for a lifetime.

"Miao Lao, after many days of observation, I feel that this army led by you is enough to be ten for one. But as far as I know, your army is all made up of the sons of powerful lords.

Could it be that in the Shura Kingdom, the combat effectiveness of the powerful valve is so strong? Are they quite harsh on their discipline of their offspring? ”

Seeing the doubts on Si Mai's face, Miao Junfeng took a deep breath and wanted to put on a high-ranking style, but in the end he couldn't help but smile and said: "The habits of rich children are the same in any country. But who let them serve as soldiers under the old man?

The old decay formed them not to take them to the mountains and rivers, but to kill the enemy on the battlefield. Those who have followed the old age to the present have already realized in their hearts that they know what they should do.

If you don't believe me, you can just ask someone. His answer should solve the question in your mind.

Finally, in order to reassure you, the old decay will give you a reassuring pill. Such an army can only be trained by the old, and the model cannot be replicated. This time may be the last time that Lao Yu has trained such a tiger and wolf division.

Although Lao Yu is a cultivator, he is also an old man. The common disease of the elderly cannot be avoided. Do you know that for the sake of such an army, the old man is heartbroken, so that the suppressed injuries in the body have a faint tendency to recur. ”

"Injuries? Miao Lao, you're not kidding! Bismarck's eyes widened, revealing a look of incredulity.

"Is it necessary for the old man to lie to you? Are the words you say empty when you are old? The old man had fought with the Xuanwu Divine Beast. In that battle, the sky was dark when I fought him, and the devil cried and howled.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and in the end, because of the appearance of Miao Junfeng, we had to stop the bloody battle. ”

"Wait, you mean Wonderful? Did you see him? "Bismarck is very eager, and the frequency of his heart is much faster.

"Huh? Do you care about him? Miao Junfeng looked surprised.

"Hey! How so? I've only met him a few times on the battlefield. I was particularly impressed by that kid. If it weren't for him, I would have retired with honor.

However, I don't hate him and I don't get angry with him. Without him, I don't know I have room for improvement. I'd love to see him again, to sit down with him and have a good chat.

If he is really desperate, I welcome him to our house, and I will treat him as a guest. Because, my instinct tells me that he is not a thing in the pool, and sooner or later he will soar into the sky and turn into the dragon of the East. ”

"Old Si! I don't even know what to say. For the sake of you and him so sympathetic, the old man can tell you a fact that outsiders don't know.

Miao Junfeng did have a battle with the Xuanwu Holy Beast in Xuanwu City. Perhaps it was a coincidence, the combat power of the Xuanwu Holy Beast had been consumed a lot after fighting the old decay, so his strength when he attacked Miao Junfeng was not as good as when he was at his peak.

If Miao Junfeng had come to him three days earlier, maybe he would have really died. Although he is not dead now, his physical condition must be very bad. Until his injuries heal, he will certainly not reappear. ”

"It's good to be alive, as long as you live, there will be hope." Bismarck clenched her fists and looked at the distant imperial court.

Five days later, the Miaojia army came to the barracks of the Western Front army. But when he made a report, he was retreated by the general guarding the door.

"Master, did they do it on purpose? It stands to reason that Kumon should have arrived ten days ago, so how could he open his eyes and tell nonsense that he had not received orders from above? ”

"Erzhu, this can't be blamed on him, if someone deliberately embarrasses us, he can't help it. The official level crushes people to death, not to mention that the person who slaps us in the face is several levels older than him! ”

Miao Junfeng forcibly endured the anger in his heart and walked towards the goalkeeper step by step.

"Please let me know, General Miao Ming led the army to converge." Miao Junfeng said politely to the goalkeeper.

"I don't know what the generals are, and I didn't receive orders from the marshal. For the sake of the army of the Shura Kingdom, please leave quickly and return to the place where the army belongs. ”

"This commander, you should be familiar with this token in the old man's hand! Just rush to this, you should go and help the old man pass the word. ”

With the Emperor's Order in hand, it is as if His Majesty is here.

The gatekeeper generals and all the officers and soldiers, after seeing Miao Junfeng showing the emperor's order, knelt down one after another to pay respects.

"If you can do this, it can be seen that you are loyal to the kingdom of Shura. I don't blame you for this matter, let's go and spread it quickly! Let Luo Wuquan come out to see General Ben! ”

The general of the gate no longer shirked, and quickly ran towards the barracks. He knew that the old man in front of him had a lot of background, and it was likely that even the marshal could not compare to him.

"Humph! Isn't it great to hold the Imperial Flame Order? You go and bring him in, and you want to see how majestic this god-man is! ”

The general at the gate obeyed, quickly returned to the gate of the barracks, and relayed the marshal's words word for word.

"You little one, you're a tendon. Can you understand what you mean by the decay, and the fire is not burning enough? ”

"The last general will not dare! Please Shogun! The goalkeeper broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he fell to his knees as soon as he "whew".