The Demon Ear people have one guard and three thousand, and it is these three thousand Demon Ear people who have slaughtered the two armies of Xiaoyong and Wuwei, and it is also these three thousand Demon Ear people who have fought around the seven thousand Ying Long Army for seven days. However, now there are only 5,000 people left in the Ying Long Army.

When the loud rallying cry of the Ying Long Army sounded, the Demon Ear people who surrounded the camp retreated. They lined up in the east of the Yinglong army camp and prepared for a frontal fight. This can also be regarded as a little respect for the corresponding dragon army, after all, the dragon army has resisted for seven consecutive days without being defeated, and the strong will always be respected.

The army of the Mo'er is in the east, not the south, which is closer to the rest of the Federation's armies, because the home of the Ying Long army is in the east.

The military flag was hunting in the hands of the flag guard, and a hideous Ying Long on it was radiant, looking down at the horse "Black Wind" under Ye Qianqian's crotch with great energy. The flag guard was not very old, but he had a sparse beard, and his roots were as strong as steel needles.

Ye Xiang slowly pulled out the long knife on his back, the sound of the long knife rubbing against the scabbard was like a dragon's long groan, and a silver light was like a dragon leaving the nest, pointing steadily to the east.

The military formation was silent, only Ye Qianqian's sonorous voice echoed within the metal camp wall.

"To the east, there are three thousand Mo'ers. They are so powerful that one can beat ten of you. They are so well armed that they can't even cut through their heavy armor with a single sword. In this battle, Ying Longjun is dead or alive, are you afraid?"

There was a commotion in the neat ranks, the shouts of "not afraid" were minimal, and the faces of many fighters were covered with fear. Although they experienced seven days of defensive warfare, they were still a group of new soldiers. They have families, parents, relatives, and the girls they like, and no one wants to die here.

Hu Kui's eyes widened, and he roared loudly: "A group of soft eggs......"

Ye Xiangqian immediately stopped Hu Kui with his eyes, the long knife in his hand was still firmly pointing to the east, and he shouted loudly in a calm voice again: "Can anyone tell me that the more east of the Demon Ear Army Formation, where is it?—— no one knows?"

The five thousand soldiers were as quiet as if they were dying, and they couldn't even hear half of their breathing, only Ye Xiangqian's voice kept echoing inside the alloy camp wall.

"The more east of the Morrions is your homeland. The demon cubs are arrayed in the east to tell you that if they eat you today, they will kill your hometown tomorrow, eat your parents, eat your relatives, and eat the women you like. There are even children that you accidentally planted in the belly of a girl when you came out of the army. Think about the scenes you have seen in the past seven days, how they have eaten people? Have you forgotten all these things that the bloody mouths of the Mo'er people devoured the bodies of their comrades-in-arms one bite at a time? Do you want your relatives and your lovers to be eaten like this?"

"Don't want to—don't want to—don't want to-".

The warriors of the Ying Long Army were finally ignited by Ye Xiangqian.

Hu Kui suddenly pulled out the long knife on his back and roared wildly: "Fight to the death...... Death ......"

Five thousand soldiers raised their swords and guns together, and the roar shook the sky: "Fight to the death...... Death Battle...... Death ......"

The five thousand soldiers of the Ying Long Army suddenly turned their eyes blood-red, and many of the younger ones left two lines of tears. The five thousand recruits suddenly turned into five thousand fierce wolves, roaring and pouring out of the barracks......

The roar of "Death Battle" broke through the alloy camp wall, rushed through the Demon Ear Army formation, broke through the sky, and even rushed into the eye of the top.

Every federal audience seemed to have heard the roar of Ying Longjun, and countless people were enthusiastic, as if they were a member of the Ying Longjun battle formation on the Naterqin grassland.

The picture transmitted by the gyroscope eye is extremely clear, if you focus on a person, even the black mole on the face can be seen clearly, but there is no sound. Therefore, the federal news channel specially arranged a senior military program host to explain to the audience.

The host's voice is thick and sparse, sounding comforting.

"The audience of the Federation, the picture that is slowly closing on the screen is Ying Longjun of the Eastern State Administrative Region. This is a newly formed army, they are well-equipped, although it is a new army, but under the leadership of the experienced General Zhang Wensheng, they will definitely be able to teach the Mo'er people on the opposite side a deep lesson. When you see the officer under the military flag, it must be General Zhang himself.

"Director, please give General Zhang a close-up. ”

"General Zhang is forty-five years old, and he was- hey, who is that kid?......

The councillors on Parliament Hill were also watching the synchronized picture. Speaker of the Federal Assembly, Brown, from the Southern Suburbs, is one of the very rare brown people in the federation and is just 50 years old this year.

The sturdy speaker was slapping the table with a "buzzing" sound at this time, and shouted angrily: "What's the matter? Can anyone tell me what's going on? What about the chief officer of the army? Also, why is there only the chief of the Supreme Military Street except for the child in front? Where have all the officers gone? Are they all dead in battle? If the captain is dead, there should still be a captain, there should be a thousand chiefs, there should be an assistant chief, and there should be seventy hundred commanders. Why do you have a kid in command? How is this battle still fought? Go check it right away......

Looking at the staff who ran out in a panic, Brown's anger subsided a little, and he took a big sip of the cold coffee in front of him, and kept muttering: "These ranks are really strange, what did the previous speaker think? How could he agree to set such a strange military rank?"

The people of the Federation didn't care too much about who the so-called General Zhang was, they just watched the silent picture with nervousness and apprehension. They just want to see for themselves how ferocious the legendary Mo'er is, and whether they are as warlike as the news says.

Many mothers began to pray silently in their hearts, praying that the children who rushed out of the barracks would be lucky enough to survive. Especially the child who took the lead, he is still so young, and he hasn't even retired from childishness, it's really worrying to watch......

The Demon Ear Army stood quietly, and the light cavalry did not take advantage of the opportunity for the Dragon Army to come out of the camp to launch a surprise attack. What they want is a dignified war.

They want them to understand that they were able to hide in the metal walls for seven days not because they were brave and good at fighting, but because they had enough food and didn't want the food in the metal walls to rot prematurely. They like to eat fresh food, especially live ......

Ying Longjun's military flag followed Ye Qianqian closely, and the proud look of the flag guard jumped on his face. To be able to stand out from the 5,000 and become the flag guard, and to be able to follow closely behind this "captain", was an honor that he had never dared to imagine before. It would be nice to go home and tell it to the girl who liked to blush......