Tamer of the Beast

Beijing suburbs

It was getting late, and the silent night enveloped the earth. There was deathly silence between heaven and earth in this vast land. There was no sound, only slightly abrupt lights flickering in the darkness.

Like fireflies, dotted with stars

In this strange silence, a man in dark red robes clasped his hands behind his back, his face expressionless and his eyes cold, no, with a domineering coldness.

"Your Majesty, the 20,000 soldiers and horses of the Dragon Slayer Army have all been assembled for your Majesty's review." A man in black walked up to him and spoke in a calm tone. It was rare that the master came to inspect tonight.

The man nodded slightly and followed the man in black into the school grounds.

That's right, the third prince Leng Yiming, who is only known for killing people, unexpectedly appeared at the suburban school grounds today - the Dragon Slayer Army Training Center with an army of 300,000.

That faint light came from the school grounds.

As soon as Leng Yiming stepped into the school grounds, a voice echoed through the sky: "See you, Master!"

Leng Yiming swept those 20,000 people, the elite among the elites, and the Dragon-Slaying Army never made any mistakes in the tasks he assigned.

He is the leader of the Dragon-Slaying Army, but no one knows about it. People have not even heard of where this army is trained. They have only heard a little bit about it, saying that it is so powerful that millions of other armies of the Kam Tim Dynasty cannot match it.

Leng Yiming pursed his thin lips slightly, but did not speak. The twenty thousand people were half kneeling on the ground, and they were all half shorter. Leng Yiming said nothing, and they had no intention of getting up.

"Your Majesty," the man in black beside him whispered, if the prince doesn't let them get up, I'm afraid they will stay in this position until they die.

Leng Yiming glanced at him with sharp black eyes, "Prince?" This title is never allowed in the Dragon Slayer Army. There is only master, and the soldiers only obey master.

The man in black knew that he had accidentally said the wrong thing, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "I understand that I have sinned, and please forgive me, Master."

Forgive lightly? Anyone who has followed him through life and death for a few years should know that he is cold and never forgives others lightly.

"Go to the execution room yourself and kneel on the needle board." Leng Yiming waved his sleeves, setting off a strong airflow. The man in black leaned back, responded, and quickly disappeared into the dark night.

Kneeling on the needle board was a punishment that was only given to Ye Yan when he was a special soldier in his previous life. Leng Yiming said it so calmly, as if many people had already knelt on the needle board.

"Get Up" turned to the huge army and waved his hand

Twenty thousand people stood up in unison, forming an orderly and majestic line.

"The Proud Dragon Kingdom has been making moves recently, so I am ready to fight."

The sound fell on the wide ground. It was neither loud nor quiet, but it was enough for everyone in the school to hear it.