Ling Tianwang stood quietly on the wall, looking at the black armor Legion in front of him.
He can feel the vigorous fighting spirit of the other side, but so what? He can't say it!
Ling Tianwang clenched his fingers and opened his eyes slowly.
"Send out He raised his voice and cried, his raised fingers falling suddenly, bringing up a cold wind.
With his command, all the soldiers did what they should do even if they didn't want to.
The rebel leader squinted at the tower, trying to see Ling Tianwang clearly. But because of the distance between the two people, he worked hard for a long time, and what he saw was only a blur.
"Is that King Ning?" He raised his finger to Ling Tianwang and asked in a low voice with some doubts.
Following the direction of his fingers, he looked in the past. The people standing beside him nodded and said, "the king of Ning didn't have any achievements before, and I don't know if he would fall into the prestige of his ancestors."
From his point of view, he certainly hoped that Ling Tianwang would not be able to do what ningwang had done in previous dynasties. He also hoped that the other side would talk on paper and squander all the fame accumulated by their ancestors.
The rebel leader turned his lips and said with disapproval, "it turns out that this is the famous King of Ning. It seems that he is just a young boy who just came out of the hut."
For his evaluation, the people next to him said nothing.
Rebel leaders do not care about each other's quiet, still continue to express their feelings.
"I don't know what kind of things such a hairy boy can do. It would be better if he could give up this city," he murmured in a low voice, as if he had seen something good.
The man next to him nodded with a smile and said, "if he takes command back from the dead old man by his own identity, it's not impossible for him to give way."
They unscrupulously judge Ling Tianwang, and don't look at each other inside and outside.
They don't know what they will encounter in the future and how they will be hit by each other.
Don't know those people behind for their own evaluation, Ling Tian stood on the wall, tall and straight, without the slightest bit of shaking.
"Are you confident?" Ling Tianwang asked in a low voice.
Zhou ruo'an stood beside him, his eyes following the soldiers, and his heart was a little nervous.
These are the people she trained, who are going to receive their first sight today, and the result of failure is to lose their lives.
Hearing Ling Tianwang's voice, Zhou ruo'an slowly recovered. She blinked her eyes and nodded without hesitation.
"I believe in them," Zhou said word by word, "and they deserve my trust."
Ling Tianwang chuckled, raised his hand and touched her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I'm the same."
Zhou ruo'an looked at him, bent his eyes and said nothing.
The shock and cry again and again, those orderly formation began to gradually become chaotic, and finally formed a melee.
Listening to the sound coming from his ears and looking at the swords on the battlefield, Zhou ruo'an unconsciously clenched the dagger in his hand and felt ready to move.
I don't know how long time has passed. Those who once looked down upon Ling Tianwang have finally been taught a lesson.
"Is that the answer you gave me?" The rebel leader slammed his belongings to the side and asked with a sneer, "what a loss! Do you know what this word means? "
All of them bowed their heads and didn't dare to say anything, for fear that they would become fuel to the fire if they were not careful.
But this silence did not make them feel better. On the contrary, it aroused more and more fire in the rebel leader's heart.
Just before the scuffle, he still vowed to tell others about ningwang's shortcomings, and believed that he would win the other side without any effort.
But it wasn't long before the results from the battlefield hit him in the face.
For a moment, he didn't even know whether he should appear in front of others, because he felt that he had no face.
"One by one, do you think Ling Tianwang can be perfunctory at will when he is young? Are you worthy of those soldiers? " He asked harshly, sweeping them a little bit.
"Don't you think so too," someone retorted in a hesitant low voice after a long silence.
"It's broken!" It's a thought that's passed through everyone's mind.
They look at the person who dares to refute with a miserable face. Their eyes quickly slide over the leader's ugly face, and they look down in front of him, determined not to make any sound.
Perhaps, only after this encounter can he really understand when to speak and when not to answer.
The rebel leader's face changed from blue to white, from white to purple, and all the colors quickly crossed his face as if he had overturned the palette.
"Are you mocking me?" He asked in a low voice.The moment that the talent opened his mouth, he already knew that he was sorry, but he couldn't take back what he said. He could only hold on as if nothing had happened, expecting that the leader would not hear anything.
But at this time, listening to his questions, the man knew that his expectations had become empty.
With a silent bitter smile, he quickly denied, "don't think too much. I'm just telling the truth."
The expression on those bystanders' faces changed rapidly, and there was a little sympathy and doubt in his eyes.
Can't this man feel the change in the atmosphere? Or how dare you say such a thing at such a time?
The rebel leader almost fainted with anger, shortness of breath, and his chest kept rolling up and down.
"If you don't respect me, you will lose your position and make an example of yourself," the rebel leader said in a low voice.
The man widened his eyes and looked at the rebel leader in disbelief, but he endured the impulse in his heart and didn't say anything.
Looking at his series of behaviors, even the bystanders could not help breathing out a long breath of turbid air, put down a heart.
In their hearts, they were really afraid of what the man said out of time, which not only made them more guilty, but also implicated them.
What's more, the speaker has some skills. He dares to fight on the battlefield. Otherwise, he would not have been so young. He would have been in his present position and almost equal to them.
Just, how did they never find out that this person didn't know how to advance or retreat, didn't know the occasion of casual nonsense!