Chapter 1339： Pre-war speech (part 1)

There is still one day left before Gong Dahai’s agreed-upon day of war.

Before that, Chen Fan had ordered people to arrange everything, and now everything is ready, only the wind is owed!

After two days of non-sleeping recitation of the battle essays, everyone's morale has risen as never before. One by one, they sharpen their swords and prepare for a shame!

Today, Chen Fan will use his last action to turn into the wind and inspire people's hearts!

On the school ground, 300,000 troops have been assembled, densely packed, each waiting silently while facing the enemy.

At this moment, Chen Fan appeared.

Today, he is dressed in white clothes and white hair, and looks elegant and dusty. Although his complexion is still pale, he is oppressed by the overwhelming momentum at that station!

Inexplicably, everyone was a little nervous seeing Chen Fan's appearance, unconsciously holding their breath, waiting for Chen Fan's next move.

With Jian Yi's support, Chen Fa came to a high platform. There was a giant drum on the high platform, and it was as high as two people.

Chen Fan straightly picked up the drumstick, Jian Yi seemed to be worried.

With a relieved look, Chen Fan took a deep breath and slammed directly at the giant drum!

"Boom..."

The sound of drums spread far and wide, and instantly spread to the ears of the 300,000 army.

Everyone looked over involuntarily, and all noticed Chen Fan's aloof back!

"Boom boom..."

The drums rang again, and this time the 300,000 army began to assemble involuntarily to form a formation, one by one looked up at Chen Fan.

At this moment, the whole scene was silent, no one spoke, and no one moved at all.

Including Jian Zhantian and Meng Qing who had put on their armors, there was a touch of worship that could not be concealed in the eyes of Chen Fan.

That is a difficult emotion to understand.

Today's Chen Fan is obviously just an ordinary person who has lost his cultivation, and has no power to bind a chicken. He is afraid that a mortal strong man will be able to kill him!

But at this moment, Chen Fan's momentum is absolutely unparalleled!

The courage of one person oppressed the 300,000 monks, and no one dared to make a noise on the scene, no one dared to discuss.

Even in the face of Chen Fan, who was seriously injured, what everyone saw in their eyes was shock and unparalleled respect!

"Boom boom boom..."

Suddenly, the sound of the drums became faster, and the drum beats were rushing, as if thousands of horses and troops were running, it seemed to be mixed with the sound of gold and iron fighting, and the meaning of gold and iron horses!

Everyone started to breathe quickly, and their eyes were red involuntarily.

They seemed to see themselves rushing on the battlefield in the dark, and they saw the enemy's blood spraying all over the sky.

I saw the silhouettes standing proudly in the blood sea of ​​Shishan!

From beginning to end, Chen Fan didn't say a word, just beating the drum.

But the result of this is many times better than saying a thousand sentences or 10,000 sentences!

As a rebel, there is no lack of faith.

If there is no faith, you might have bowed down to the palace family long ago.

What Chen Fan has to do is not to inspire the belief in everyone's hearts, but to let them maintain this belief.

Turn your belief into resoluteness, into morale, into a long sword and a big sword to slash the enemy!

Before the two armies, I am invincible! ! !

Finally, Chen Fan's drumbeat gradually eased, and at the same time, he only felt the blood surge in his dantian.

A sweet throat, a mouthful of blood almost sprayed out.

At the last moment, Chen Fansheng held back, he swallowed his blood again.

Apart from Jian Xin, no one noticed all this, but Jian Xin's eyes were filled with heartache.

After carefully wiping the corners of his mouth to make sure there was no blood, Chen Fan suddenly turned around.

Sharp eyes, sweep the audience!