Chapter 590: Zhang Chenghu

"I'll kill!"
Finally, there was movement in the crowd, and a soldier of the Imperial Guard with a big waist came out with a gloomy face. He looked at Su Fan and said, "Master Su Fan, what you said is true, as long as I can kill this Can any one of the two princes do it for me?"
"Yes!" Su Fan nodded and said: "I never break my promise!"
"it is good!"
Hearing Su Fan's words, the Guardsman's expression relaxed slightly. He strode forward to the five members of the Tianlin royal family, and said to the majestic middle-aged man with a serious face: "I'm sorry, Seventh Prince. For my future, Zhang Chenghu, you must die today!"
"Zhang Chenghu! Why are you?"
The seven princes actually seemed to know this Chenghu, and said with an unbelievable expression.
"Zhang Chenghu, what are you doing!" Shen Yingzhao stared, and exclaimed: "Have you forgotten how you were elected to the Imperial Guard? Back then, your school competition was defeated by one point. In the hands of others, you had no chance to join the Imperial Guard. If the Seventh Prince cherished you and recommended you to join the Imperial Guard, you might still be a soldier in a certain border army now!"
"Seventh princes are kind to you, is that how you repay your kindness?"
Shen Yingzhao's words seemed to slash into Zhang Chenghu's heart like a sharp blade, turning his face red and white, and the steps under his feet gradually stopped.
At this moment, Su Fan's mocking voice sounded behind Zhang Chenghu: "Hehe, the grace of knowing you? Are you making me laugh?"
"This Zhang Chenghu, if I read it right, he should already be at the fifth level of Soul Lord, right? This level of cultivation, in your guards, I want to be enough to be a ten thousand chief or even a general? But you all see. What's the difference between his clothes and ordinary soldiers? If it's really a gift, you should try to help him instead of letting him stay at the bottom as an ordinary soldier!"
"Mr. Su! You don't understand military affairs. Of course, you can say so casually. The number of captains, lieutenants, and partial generals in the Imperial Guard is limited! There are still many soldiers like Zhang Chenghu who are not weak in cultivation. , If all of them are ten thousand captains, who will be soldiers?" Shen Yingzhao retorted loudly.
This point Shen Yingzhao said is very correct. There are hundreds of thousands of people in an imperial city guard.
Moreover, these hundreds of thousands of people are still good players selected from various local armies. Among them, the soldiers with the lowest level of cultivation also have Soul Warrior ninth level, and higher levels will have even more high-level soldiers.
Similar to Zhang Chenghu, there are many soul-lord-level soldiers in the Imperial Guard, and there are almost two hundred soldiers in total.
And an imperial city guard has a total of hundreds of thousands, and a ten thousand captain can hold dozens of positions at most.
There are so few positions in the chief, and the number of lieutenants and partial generals is even smaller, so it is very rare that among the two hundred people who can be elected generals.
Su Fan sneered: "Yes, I don't know anything about military affairs, and I don't need to know! Because...this is a monk's world, I only know that the strong is supreme!"
He paused for a while, glanced at Zhang Chenghu, and said, "And the strong also need to be respected! A monk at the Soul Monarch level can become the lord of a city in an ordinary small city. But one can only be the lowest-ranking soldier in the guards! Why doesn't this make sense?"
"You..." Shen Ying wanted to continue to argue after hearing the words, but Su Fan interrupted him directly: "Shut up! I know what you want to say, it is nothing more than something that protects the royal family of Tianlin is the supreme honor. It's all bullshit!"
"Is it necessary to sacrifice a person's future in order to guard your royal family? I think all the soldiers here must not think so before entering the Imperial Guard!"
"They came here to find a better future. After all, at the foot of the royal city, they will always get more opportunities than ordinary troops!"
Su Fan said in a loud voice, and among the hundreds of thousands of Guards soldiers around, many people's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Many people nodded silently, agreeing with Su Fan's statement.
No one wants to be a soldier in the Imperial Guard for a lifetime. Who doesn't want to have a good future in the future?
There is a saying: Soldiers who do not want to be generals are not good soldiers.
Every soldier has a dream of becoming a general, and the same is true for these soldiers of the Imperial Guard.
After all, no one wants to remain in the hands of others.
However, the number of lieutenant generals in the Imperial Guard has always been saturated, which prevented many originally powerful soldiers from getting promoted from start to finish.
Over time, these soldiers complained more or less in private.
Zhang Chenghu is a typical one. He has been in the Imperial Guard for five years and has not been promoted once.
And the most ridiculous thing is that Zhang Chenghu's immediate boss only has the third-level cultivation base of Soul Lord, and he can't even beat him.
At this time, Su Fan's words gave Zhang Chenghu a lot of motivation. His originally paused footsteps moved again, and he walked straight towards the Seventh Prince.
"Zhang Chenghu, you have to think twice. The Seventh Prince is kind to you. You promised that you will return the Seventh Prince one day. If you kill the Seventh Prince now, you have lost your promise!" Shen Yingzhao is still unwilling to give up Persuade.
"The kindness that the prince has to me, I will never forget!" Zhang Chenghu walked with a cold light in his eyes. He looked at the seventh prince and said solemnly: "My prince, today I will take your life for Zhang Chenghu for a beautiful future. I will burn incense for you and confess!"
After speaking, he actually jumped directly in front of the Seventh Prince, pulled out the stainless steel sword from his waist, and slashed at the Seventh Prince's neck fiercely!
With this knife, Zhang Chenghu used all his strength, and he was accurate and ruthless, and he did not give the Seventh Prince any way out!
"Eight brother, save me!"
.The seventh prince only has the first level of the soul, how could it be Zhang Chenghu’s opponent, and his whole body trembled with fear, and the cat hid behind the eighth prince with his waist.
"Zhang Chenghu, you are so bold! Get out!"
When the Eighth Prince saw this, he was furious. He slapped him and slapped him with a slap. The palm of his flesh was directly discounted with the steel knife and printed directly on Zhang Chenghu's chest!
The Eighth Prince liked to cultivate martial arts since he was a child, and his cultivation reached the ninth level of the Soul Lord. Zhang Chenghu couldn't resist it at all!
boom!
Click!
The palm of the Eighth Prince penetrated into Zhang Chenghu's chest, shattering the opponent's sternum several times, causing Zhang Chenghu to fly upside down like a broken pocket!
"If anyone dared to murder my royal family anymore, this is the end!"
The Eighth Prince pointed to Zhang Chenghu who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, and said majesticly.
(End of this chapter)