Knock! Knock!

At that time, it was supposed to be the martial arts arena for the death row camp, but at this moment, the big drum with countless lines on it was being beaten by Ou Hu, the captain of the Praetorian Guard, this is the war drum belonging to the death row camp, and it has appeared with the fifth battle against the thieves in the death row camp.

Every drum sound represents a command, and this drum has replaced the meaning of the original bell!

The 11,000 people in the death row camp stood quietly under the stage, wearing animal skins on their lower bodies, with two unsheathed blades across their waists, one and a half meters long, wide palms, and naked upper bodies, but there were more tattoos on their bodies, some were giant pythons, some were scorpions, some were ancient trees, some were black tigers, and some were dragons, all of which were different.

These are not ordinary tattoos, but the condensation of the red-clothed Gu worms, forming the patterns that each of the death row camps likes, at this moment, they are no longer afraid of any poison, all the poison that enters the body will be sucked by the Gu worms and become the nourishment of the Gu worms.

This black drum is called the death drum by the death camp, because every time the drum sounds, they will go out to kill those thieves or bandits, and start a frenzy of killing, and will not let go of any enemy.

This drum is the drum of death, and this drum is the drum of death!

Lin Fan looked at the black drum, and sighed with emotion in his eyes, it was still a little inconvenient to use the big bell to order everyone, he had an idea, the black dragon corpse that he had killed was still there, why not make a drum?

Therefore, now that his cultivation is still okay, with Sun Hao's formation, this black drum has appeared.

This drum can be expanded into a large drum with a diameter of two meters, or it can be reduced to a two-sided drum with a diameter of 30 centimeters, also known as the waist drum, and it can be heard for dozens of miles by beating it with the palm of your hand.

The death drum was called the dragon corpse drum by him, and the meaning was very simple, it was made of the corpse of the dragon, but the death row camp liked to call it the death drum, and later as soon as it was neutralized, everyone called it the dead corpse drum.

The Dead Drum was controlled by the pro-guard Ou Hu, who carried out Lin Fan's various orders, from simple attack, defense, all-out impact, retreat, slaughter, total annihilation, withdrawal, cleaning the battlefield, etc., to the evolution of various battle formations, as well as which single squad attacked, impact, and so on.

However, all kinds of drums have been sounded in the dead drum, but this kind of drum has never sounded!

"From now on, the captain Xiao Beihan and the red clothes will be promoted to the deputy commander of the death row camp, and the squad leader under him will be promoted to the captain of the death row camp, with the position of commander of a thousand, and each squadron leader will be a squad leader, and they will manage a team of 100 people, and the position of centurion will be a captain, and under each squad leader, they will be a captain, and they will manage a team of ten people, and the position will be 10 captains!"

"From now on, the death row camp belongs, no longer a prisoner, it will be renamed the death camp, and a few rules will be established!"

"One, those who hear Lin Fan's battalion commander's order and don't obey, kill!"

"Second, those who do not obey the drum of the dead body, kill!"

"Three, the one who betrayed the intelligence of the death camp, kill!"

"Fourth, disobey the orders of your superiors, kill!"

"Five ......"

Ou Hu stood on the stage, the corpse drum had been shrunk by him and straddled his waist, like an iron tower, exuding an endless murderous aura, looking at the death row camp below, announcing the rules of the death row camp one by one.

There are not many rules, only more than a dozen, but behind any rule, there is a naked killing word, and the smell of blood is extremely strong!

The death camp belongs, no one thinks that Ou Hu is joking, after all, there was a bloody lesson before, not to mention the more than 6,000 people who were killed, that is, the prisoners of the death camp who have participated in several major battles in ordinary training and have participated in several major battles, consciously and Ou Hu are already very familiar with it, drinking and eating meat together every day, and can't help but make a few jokes about the battalion commander and the red-clothed captain.

As a result, before the words were finished, Ou Hu unscrewed off his head on the spot and stepped on it!

From that moment on, all the dead battalion belonged to understood a truth, no matter how familiar you are with the captains, you can laugh and scold the captain, and even tease the captain of the demon moon Mo Liuli, the top of the sky is just beaten up, but don't say bad things about the battalion commander and others, otherwise it is... Die!

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, there was an earthquake, and a hundred light horses rushed from a distance.

"The first death row camp, when it is already old, why is there no battle, and if there is no battle for another three quarters of an hour, the first death row camp belongs to all destroyed, you listen...."

The sound stopped abruptly here, and in 10,000 years, the hundred light horsemen had arrived in front of the gate of the death camp, looking at the army of tens of thousands of people in the death camp, all of them were wearing animal skin pants, but they were stained red with blood, and they had two pitch-black long blades across their waists, and their upper bodies were all red, with various scars, each with a huge tattoo, and the long hair was scattered, and there was a big death word on the forehead or cheek.

On their side are tens of thousands of black sweat and blood horses, but they are more black and bright than ordinary sweat and blood horses, and their bodies are also tall and strong, extremely strong, their eyes are blood-red, and they are no longer ordinary horses.

At this time, all the people in the death row camp were looking at them with death-like eyes, exuding a strong evil aura all over their bodies, and a bloody murderous aura that rushed to the sky suddenly erupted and pressed on them.

Poof!

Before the light horsemen could reflect, their war horses were already the first to be unable to withstand the strong murderous aura, and one by one their hooves were weak and fell to the ground.

Even the light horsemen above smashed to the ground one by one, embarrassed, and even some of the armor was bleeding blood.

Knock! Knock!

Seeing this, Ou Hu turned his head expressionlessly, and his huge palm gently slapped on the corpse drum on his waist, at that moment, so the death camp belonged, all stepped on the war horse, the movements were clean and neat, and they were extremely neat, but there was no sound.

Lin Fan jumped on his war horse, and then a thousand guards surrounded him, and then the death camp wrapped the guards.

Rumble!

The entire ground shook three times, and tens of thousands of first-order fierce beasts stomped their feet in unison and started running, and in an instant, they had already run out of dozens of meters, and in the blink of an eye, they were dozens of meters away, and all the sound of horses' hooves was superimposed together, which was even more shocking than the army of hundreds of thousands of people.

When the light cavalry came back to their senses, the death camp had already disappeared from their sight, and they should have rushed towards the battlefield.

"This.... Is it still a death row camp?!"

A light cavalry muttered, it was really unbelievable, this was a death row camp, with this momentum, with this equipment, with this cooperation, and with this evil spirit, just this horse, even if there are now 32 million troops, there are few elites who can match it.

If it is said that the cultivation is higher than the elite battalion of the death row camp, it is ironclad, and there are even elite battalions that are all qi vein realms, but the momentum, cooperation, evil qi, etc., cannot complete such coordination at all, after all, an army is not a person, and the cultivation techniques and personal breath cannot be so completely consistent.

It was hard for them to believe what was really going on in the death row camp and why there was such a big change!

When Lin Fan was training in the death camp, he had already asked Sun Haobu to set up a formation, so the army would only find that the thieves in the distance were destroyed one by one, but they didn't know what the death camp was doing, so these heralds didn't know anything about the light cavalry.

Not to mention the shock of the light cavalry, that is, on the battlefield, countless armies of death row prisoners have begun to rush towards each other.

This is the battle of all the Northwest Legions, a total of four legions, an army of 32 million, plus more than 4 million death row camps, a total of 36 million troops, and now they are attacking at the same time, which is a way to fight those opponents in dozens of cities in one fell swoop.

The territory of the Hulan Kingdom is nearly half less than that of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, and the Ice and Snow Kingdom has hundreds of counties and thousands of cities, and the population alone is more than 20 billion, but this is because the Ice and Snow Kingdom annexed the Flying Feather Kingdom in the first place.

The Hulan Kingdom originally belonged to a people on horseback, bordering not only the Ice and Snow Kingdom, but also other kingdoms, waging war against other kingdoms.

With a population of more than 10 billion, more than 400 cities, and more than a billion of them, the army is more than 1 billion.

Of course, the Ice and Snow Kingdom did not use all its strength to attack, but only launched four legions, and the other border legions were also guarding against other kingdoms.

But despite this, the Fire Lion Legion to which Lin Fan's death camp belonged alone had more than 8 million people, and the death row camp was 1.4 million, and now the death row camp was all pressed forward, if you look at it from an endless high altitude, it is an ant that is pressed by black, and then it is lost at an extremely fast speed.

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