Chapter 1819: Yanwuchang

"What? Zhang Xing is coming to command us?"
News spread quickly to the army.
There was an uproar immediately.
"Who is Zhang Xing?"
Most people have never heard of Zhang Xing.
They were all very curious about sounding.
"Is that the acting captain?"
"Which acting captain?"
"It was the only young man who survived the last war."
"Oh! Seems like, how could he be the leader?"
"Who knows, but I heard that he was promoted directly from commanding captain to the Feijian!"
"What, deputy commander and acting commander!"
"Isn't this just a joke? We are fighting, not playing!"
"That is, he does not have the commander's experience of the army leader, nor does he have the commanding ability of the deputy leader. Why should he be the agent leader?"
"If he directs blindly, let alone recapture Tianyao Ling, we are afraid to die without even going up the wall!"
"Hum! Let's unite him and get him down!"
"Yes! Fuck him!"
"..."
Before the performance of the martial arts field, one hundred million captains listened to the opinions of their subordinates, and they didn't show the disdainful coldness on their faces.
Zhang Xing! If you want to succeed in the higher ranks, you must pass all the soldiers and our one hundred thousand captains, thousands of captains.
While the soldiers were talking, Zhang Xing led the hundred dragons to the martial arts ground.
"Lead the Lord!"
A herald began drumming in preparation for the inauguration of the new officer.
But after the drums fell, the generals didn't seem to hear them, and they gathered together and laughed wildly.
This......
The commander was at a loss, awkwardly holding a drumstick.
Zhang Xing waved his hand and motioned for the commander to continue.
He and a hundred dragons stepped on the podium.
Zhang Xing went to the widest chair in the middle and sat down.
Bailong stood left and right in two rows.
Heibao picked up the roster on the table.
"Start calling now!"
"Is the Captain Yuanling here?"
Gao Ling's disdain scorned, Lao Tzu came, but just ignored you!
"Jiling!"
"Jiling!"
"Come here, get me the Lingling!"
Hei Bao called it three times, but Ling did not answer.
The shadow of Hei Yier (body sh n) on the side flashed, and appeared in front of Ji Ling (body sh n).
The two dragons said nothing, and one person grabbed one arm of Lingling. Before the crowd reacted, Lingling was caught on the stage.
"Mr. Ling Ling despised the majesty of Zhang Xing's leadership, took the lead in violating the military regulations of the command battalion, and beheaded by law!
Heibao grabbed a long triangular token on the table and threw it to the ground.
Slap!
Gao Ling looked at the word cut on the token and sneered in the corner of his mouth.
"Zhang Xing, don't hold the feather arrow. It's not in the military regulations!"
Zhang Xing ignored him, picked up the tea on the table, and drank it.
Heiyue dragged Lingling in front of a cloth-covered object.
Black waved one by one, and raised the cloth.
hay cutter! A trowel dedicated to mowing and feeding horses!
The green color on the edge of the blade is extremely inconsistent with the style of painting on the stage.
"What are they doing?"
The soldiers below all foresee something.
The noise gradually became smaller.
Huh!
The trowel was lifted by Hei Yi.
Second, grabbing Lingling Wanfu's head and put it in the middle of the trowel.
"What are you guys doing ..."
Slam!
Before he finished speaking to the Master Ling Ling, Hei Yi went straight on.
Grunting ... A face full of horror, the heads of 10,000 unbelievable watches rolled to the edge of the stage.
hiss......
The generals were silent in an instant!