Chapter 1819: Martial Arts Arena, Selecting Generals
"What? Zhang Xing is coming to be our commander?"
The news soon spread to the army.
There was an uproar immediately.
"Who is Zhang Xing?"
Most people have never heard of Zhang Xing.
They all inquired very curiously.
"Is that the acting squad leader?"
"Which acting squad leader?"
"He is the only young man who survived the last war."
"Oh! I seem to have heard of it. How could he be the commander?"
"Who knows, but I heard that he was promoted from acting captain to commander by flying sword directly!"
"What? The deputy commander also serves as the acting commander!"
"Isn't this just a joke? This is a war, not a house game!"
"That is, he does not have the experience of leading troops as a captain of ten thousand men, nor the commanding ability of a deputy commander. Why should he be the acting commander?"
"If he gives orders blindly, let alone recapturing Tiancha Ridge, we may die without even being able to climb the city wall!"
"Hmph! Let's join forces and take him down!"
"Yes! Fuck him!"
"..."
In front of the martial arts arena, hundreds of captains could not help but show disdain on their faces as they listened to the discussions of their subordinates.
Zhang Xing! If you want to successfully take charge of the army, you must pass the test of all the soldiers and our one hundred thousand captains and our thousands of thousand captains.
While the soldiers were talking a lot, Zhang Xing led a hundred dragons to the martial arts field.
"The commander is here!"
A herald began to beat the drum in preparation for the new officer's installation ceremony.
But after the drum beat fell, all the soldiers in the audience seemed not to hear it. They gathered together in twos and threes and chatted and laughed wildly.
this......
The messenger held up the drumstick and was embarrassed and at a loss.
Zhang Xing waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to go down.
He and a hundred dragons boarded the general platform.
Zhang Xing walked to the widest chair in the middle and sat down.
The hundred dragons were divided into two rows and stood around.
Hei Bao picked up the roster on the table.
"Start the roll call now!"
"Is the Ten Thousand Lord Tongling here?"
Tong Ling curled his lips in disdain from below, "I'm here, but I just ignore you!"
"Tong Ling!"
"Tong Ling!"
"Come here, get Tong Ling for me!"
Hei Bao called three times, but Tong Ling didn't answer.
The black figures on the side flashed and appeared in front of Tong Ling in an instant.
Without saying anything, the two dragons grabbed one of Tong Ling's arms. Before anyone could react, Tong Ling was caught on the stage.
"Captain Tongling despises the majesty of Commander Zhang Xing and takes the lead in violating the military regulations of the commanding camp. He shall be executed according to the law!"
Hei Bao grabbed a long triangular token on the table and threw it to the ground.
Snap!
Tong Ling looked at the word "Zhan" on the token with a sneer on his lips.
"Zhang Xing, stop using chicken feathers as command arrows. This is not in military regulations!"
Zhang Xing ignored him, picked up the tea on the table and drank it.
Hei Yi Hei Er dragged Tong Ling to an object covered with tarpaulin.
Heiyi waved his hand and lifted up the tarpaulin.
hay cutter! A guillotine specially used to cut grass to feed horses!
The green color on the knife edge is extremely inconsistent with the painting style on the ordering table.
"What are they going to do?"
The soldiers below all had a premonition of something.
The noise gradually became quieter.
Crack!
The guillotine was lifted up by Hei Yi.
Hei Er grabbed Captain Tong Ling's head and put it in the middle of the guillotine.
"What are you doing..."
Click!
Before Captain Tong Ling could finish his words, Hei Yi gave him a blow.
Gulu, gulu... A head with a face full of horror and ten thousand expressions of disbelief rolled down to the edge of the finals table.
hiss......
The entire audience fell silent for an instant!