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Looking at Zhou Hao, who was lying on the hospital bed pretending to recuperate, Fan Feng coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, tomorrow the school field will be reorganized, do you want to accompany me on a trip?"

Drinking the bird's nest porridge fed by the maid next to him, Zhou Hao lay down in the pillow, and said in an extremely weak voice: "Lord Wang, look at me like this, can you still walk?

Zhou Hao's words directly made Fan Feng's brain draw countless black lines, and his eyes suddenly looked at Zhou Hao's eyes unkindly.

Seeing that Fan Feng was really anxious, Zhou Hao put away his joking thoughts, but he still pretended to be sick to the end, and he had to be carried in a soft sedan chair when he went out.

The school field was cleaned, and in front of a group of big-headed soldiers, the palace couldn't weaken its momentum, so the Kunlun slaves had to be cleaned up first.

Kunlun Nu's loyalty is naturally unquestionable, but the time to come to the palace is still short, and Fan Feng and Zhou Hao each have their own things, so the equipment problem of Kunlun Nu has never been solved.

Now that you have to support your master in front of people, you naturally can't be equipped with weak momentum. In the palace, the guards left by Ji Hong for Fan Feng also came in handy at this time, plus thirty Kunlun slaves, almost two hundred guards.

Fan Feng directly used the ordnance treasurer of Xinyang City, and appropriated two hundred sets of the best armor and weapons for his own guards, so that this group of people was at least more than one grade brighter than the people in the Xinyang City City Defense Battalion and the City Guard Camp in terms of appearance!

Just so busy, it was not long before noon on the second day.

Carried by the small servants in the palace carrying the soft sedan chair, Fan Feng and Zhou Hao led a guard of 200 people, swaggering through the city, and came to the school field in the western suburbs outside Xinyang City at noon.

At this time, on the school field, dozens of flags were flying, surrounding the school field in a whole circle, the big flags made a continuous crackling sound under the wind, and on the school field, there were more than 7,000 officers and soldiers of Xinyang City.

Zhou Hao looked at it casually, among this group of people, except for a few people, the rest did not have a sense of solemnity at all, and there was no killing atmosphere on the school field, and most of the people on the school field were as pale as vegetables, pulling their heads one by one, and they didn't know what treasures they were looking at on the ground when they lowered their heads.

However, the group of people in front of them were dressed in green clothes and bright armor, and their ordnance was neat, and they were standing on the school field in a large area under black pressure, although there was no momentum, but it also looked very exciting.

There is a huge wooden platform built in the east of the school field, on which is placed a long table in Changyi, and the soldier with helmets and armor and his lieutenant general have stood respectfully under the high platform waiting for Fan Feng to arrive.

But what is even more eye-catching is that Ji Hong, who doesn't know where to get a set of fitting clothes, is also standing under the high platform at this time, how funny it looks.

Fan Feng greeted these people for a while, and then went up to the high platform one after another, Zhou Hao and two hundred royal soldiers lined up under the high platform, and the Kunlun slaves followed what Zhou Hao told them beforehand, and the strongest momentum began at the moment of standing, and scattered without any taboos.

These Kunlun slaves have all been in life and death, and their whole body is full of momentum with a fierce murderous aura, and they immediately suppressed the officers and soldiers standing close to the high platform, all of them with earth-colored faces and weak legs and feet.

Zhou Hao looked at the officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion and the city guard battalion in front of him, and secretly shook his head slightly.

Even if Zhou Hao is not a military person, he can see that the number of people in front of him looks quite large, and the military posture seems to be similar, but this group of people does not look like soldiers at all, most of the eyes are full of fear, and there is no real soldier's murderous momentum.

Looks like there was a toss today!

Zhou Hao squinted his eyes and looked up at Fan Feng on the high platform, Fan Feng also saw it at this time, his face was as black as ink, his eyes swept around, and the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.

At noon at this time, it was the time when the sun was the most poisonous, and the whole army began, Fan Feng did not speak, and the army naturally did not dare to give orders.

Fan Feng didn't sit down on the high platform at all, just walked over from the left on the high platform, and then walked over again, his eyes kept looking at the more than 7,000 troops in front of him.

Fan Feng didn't sit down, naturally the military officials of Xinyang City didn't even sit down with Ji Hong, they stood behind Fan Feng one by one, looking at each other, not knowing what the new prince was selling in his heart.

** The sun splashed on the uncovered school field, and the temperature of the soldiers in helmets and armor gradually rose all the way, and the bright iron armor surface soon became scary.

At this station, Fan Feng stood for more than an hour, and stood until the afternoon when the sun was the most poisonous.

The armor in the army is heavy, and the armor is the most heat-absorbing, so on such an unsheltered school field, standing for a moment, everyone is soaked with sweat.

In the royal palace guards, Kunlun Nu are all dark-skinned, energetic, and strong as beasts, and in the face of this kind of standing military posture that is trivial to them, they are just warm up for more than an hour.

Fan Feng's strength was high, and he directly used his true qi to isolate the external heat, so he didn't feel any discomfort at all except for the consumption of spiritual energy.

Zhou Hao and a group of palace guards also did the same, one by one, the aura was released, isolated from the heat, and almost the entire high platform was almost wrapped in, and the city guard on the high platform, Ji Hong, and the group of people in the Dianjun were cheap, and they enjoyed this rare coolness in the aura space deliberately organized by this group.

And in the army under the high platform, gradually some people couldn't stand it, and they didn't see the movement of those officials on the high platform for an hour and a half, and the people below began to despair.

Originally, it can be said that most of this is a temporary pull, and the physical fitness is completely incomparable with the real soldiers, standing here for an hour and a half, completely relying on a heart, but seeing that this station is endless, the poor physical fitness began to fall down one by one.

At first, there were only a few, and then they fell in pieces, and Fan Feng was furious, turning around and glaring at the Dianjun.

When Ji Hong saw it, he was even more like a chicken blood, pointing to the school field in front of him and shouting angrily: "Trash, what kind of army is this, it's less than an hour and a half, and you fainted like this in front of the prince and so many adults, is this still a soldier?

The face of the army is as pale as dirt, and today's army is a whole army, and it has temporarily pulled a lot of civilians in the suburbs to fill the number, and the city defense battalion and the city guard battalion together are not even 3,000 people, and this situation can really be said to be inevitable.

However, this matter finally got into trouble.