Chapter Twenty-Seven: Choosing a Boss! Two
"Pick a coach. 〞
"And today is not to fight for the marshal by force, you are all young talents of Nanshan, if you fight by force, no matter which side is injured, it will be a huge loss for my Nanshan Empire. The night courtyard said slowly!
His words made everyone in the audience in an uproar, what is the use of not using force to win the commander? The Thousand Feather Continent regards martial arts as the way and the strong as the respect, but today it is not judged by martial arts, which makes people feel a little disappointed, but everyone is disappointed, and they begin to be curious about what method to use to choose the commander!
"Your Highness, then I don't know how to choose a commander?" a young man in the audience couldn't help but speak.
"Haha, that's a good question, the way to win the commander today is very simple, each of you stands in the military ring, each of you says a word, who can make the soldiers full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and let the soldiers decide for themselves, just that, the night courtyard smiled!"
The military ring, a hill more than 80 meters high, built a high platform, at a glance, millions of troops like ant colonies, countless and magnificent, and there are 9981 drums on the platform, to boost morale, to recruit soldiers' orders!
"Okay, don't say much, who's going to come first!" said Nightyard laughed!
"I'm coming!" said a young man in the audience, who then reached the heights and shouted with drums:
"The Nanshan Empire, swallowing mountains and rivers!"
"The southern city is prosperous, and the northern Xinjiang is desolate!"
"Even so, after all, the land!"
"Han Xiu attacked, thunder shocked!"
"Good, good!" the soldiers cheered!
Then everyone came to the stage one by one and gave a speech with drums!
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"I'm coming!" After the lonely spring under the stage spoke indifferently, he stepped on the void and stepped into the ring, beating the drum:
The soldiers are coming to the city, and the six armies are not sent!
Who knows that goodbye is life and death!
At that time, I was wound with a red thread for a thousand turns!
One thought is wrong to marry!
Whose old scar is that scar!
Still still
Drink tea!
Smash this fireworks!
"Good, good, good" The cheers of the soldiers became stronger and stronger!
"I'm here too!" Chen Cheng of the Chen family was not far behind, and Lonely Spring said successively, he also arrived in the ring and began to beat the drums:
Look down on the beacon smoke!
The wild goose stays in the sky!
How many things have happened in the past!
Without a trace!
How delicate the rivers and mountains are!
Everyone laughed and talked about it!
The yellow sand is overwhelming!
Who are the heroes!
Point the way!
Sword shake in hand!
"Good, good!" The soldiers began to boil with blood!
"Brother Xing, I went up and tried it, I just thought about it a few words. Yang Zaichao said with a smile!
"Okay! Come on!" replied with a smile!
"I'm coming!" Yang Zaichao stepped into the ring and beat the drum:
The blood rain is falling!
There is a rainbow on the horizon!
The pennant moves with the wind in front of 100,000 arrays!
The drums of war are ringing!
A sword pierces the sky!
Phoenix Nirvana has a few more people who have succeeded!
Riding a Thousand Miles!
Celibate in the moonlight!
The smoke is undecided, looking back at the longbow!
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