The Earth Conquers All Worlds

"Confused!"

Li Mingzhong said in a low voice: "It's understandable that you want to become a king. You just need to say more to the elders of the family. Is it possible for you to pin your hopes on a warrior at the early stage of the Shenqiao Realm? Is it credible?"

Li Kaiyuan did not respond to his words, bowed slightly to Zhao Shi and backed away.

"Because I am not inferior to any king." No one disagreed with this sentence.

Zhao Shi said lightly: "It's also because my talent far surpasses any of you. Any subordinate becoming king will only make me happy, and will definitely not usher in suppression."

"The chances are still small, but compared to what you direct descendants have given, it is already too much."

"As for the risk, at the end of the federation, any judgment, or even no judgment, is extremely dangerous, and it's not bad anymore."

The military conference room was silent, and only a symbolic amount of time passed. Li Kaiyuan led the eight collateral Shenqiaos to kneel on one knee: "Military Lord, we hope that the original eternal life will follow your seat forever, and we will never hesitate to die!"

"If you don't give up, I will not let you down." Zhao Shi nodded and looked at the remaining forty or so collateral Shenqiao.

After hesitating for a moment, the collateral Shenqiao gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee: "Master, I wish to follow you forever and ever!"

"Military Lord..."

A few people have made their own decisions. These are not communicated in advance, and they are considered unexpected gains.

In the end, a total of 18 collateral descendants of aristocratic families with different surnames decided to pledge allegiance to Zhao Shi, betting on him, hoping that this peerless genius who could command an army to kill two kings at the Shenqiao Realm would lead him to the future. brilliant.

The remaining 30 or so descendants of Shenqiao hesitated for a long time, but returned to the vicinity of Yinsha and other direct descendants, not stupid enough to think that they could sit on the wall and be neutral.

Although the federation is at the end of the road, the people's hearts accumulated over 100,000 years are still formidable.

Li Mingzhong and more than 80 warriors in the Shenqiao realm joined together in one body, distorting the space of the meeting room, and said in a deep voice: "Master, you have killed the kings of the Red Lotus Martial Sect and the White Bone Martial Sect, and there is nowhere else to go except the Federation." , I ask again on behalf of the 700,000 people in the whole army, is your previous order a joke?"

No matter how exquisite a treasure is, if it cannot be used but will cause harm, and many efforts cannot be corrected, then it can only be destroyed.

Zhao Shi did not answer his words.

Tread Tread~

A burst of hurried footsteps broke the peace in the conference room, and Li Mingzhong, who was about to have an attack, trembled and had a bad premonition.

Looking up, I don't know when the densely packed lieutenant mechs have entered the flagship and surrounded the meeting room.

Shenqiao, a direct descendant of a family, yelled majestically, "Which unit do you belong to? Whose orders did you get?"

It shouldn't be, it's unreasonable.

Any battalion is in the hands of the children of the aristocratic family, without their permission, it is impossible to transfer.

No one answered him, and more than 20 lieutenant mechs tens of meters high knelt down on one knee in front of Zhao Shi: "Master, according to your order, the Twelfth Army's military exercise is about to start, please give me instructions."

"Start now."

"yes!"

Seeing what they were saying and answering, Yin Sha and other direct line officers turned pale, desperately contacted their subordinates with their spiritual sense, and asked them almost growling what happened.

Some got a response, some didn't, and some spoke intermittently and sizzled, and were greatly disturbed.

Zhao Shi looked around at the panic-stricken generals of the aristocratic families, and said calmly: "The Twelfth Army is about to start a military exercise, everyone, follow me to have a look."

After speaking, he walked out without even looking at Yin Sha and the others. Li Kaiyuan and Shenqiao followed immediately.

A terrifying coercion like mountains and seas, far surpassing Shenqiao came, and it froze the Shenqiao of many aristocratic families in place, making all their dissatisfaction and all the anger that was about to explode disappeared in an instant, and turned into an eternal winter. The cold soaked the body and soul.

The strength of the king!

He can still maintain the strength of the king!

Li Mingzhong is going crazy, isn't the legion in their hands?

Aren't the commanders of each battalion under their control? Even if Li Kaiyuan and others betrayed, at most they would only take away Wanxu's troops. How could there be the king's strength?

All the warriors in the Shenqiao Realm who knew Zhao Shi's style shuddered in fear.

"Hurry up... let's go... the military master is waiting for us."

The 30 or so members of Shenqiao who had hesitated before clenched their teeth, and quickly followed Zhao Shi's pace and walked out.

The original place was sparsely populated, only Li Mingzhong and other 50 or so descendants of Shenqiao were left.

They dawdle, but the coercion surrounding them will not dawdle, the vitality of the world is circulating, and anyone who is familiar with the battle formations of the 12th Army Corps knows that this is a sign of a devastating blow that is about to be launched. die under it.

Yin Sha forced a smile, and said contemptuously: "This person is just a pariah, how could he bypass us and control the army, we have brothers outside, as long as we gather 1200 Shenqiao, we can kill him in one blow."

No one spoke, and everyone came outside the flagship like walking dead.

"Military master wins! Wins!"

"You will become king, and we are all your most loyal soldiers!"

Shouting like a mountain tsunami came, and Li Mingzhong looked out. More than 300,000 people spread out in the sky like a black ocean. Every soldier was extremely fanatical, and there was light in his eyes. Any high-level warrior saw this look Both see their loyalty through the spirit.

This is not a single case of a regiment and a battalion, but all of them.

Yes, all, most of them are all soldiers of federal civilian origin.

He, who was born as a commoner in the Federation, had just beheaded two kings.

"No, the soldiers are just a mess, even if they want to, it's impossible!" Li Mingzhong was unwilling to resign, and continued to look at the commanders of these soldiers.

The squad leader, Liao Guo, is mostly civilians, almost like soldiers.

Most of the platoon leaders are from civilian backgrounds, and a few are from collateral families. There must be many supporters of the Federation. They must be unwilling to wait for our rescue and orders.

Most of the company commanders are descendants of the aristocratic family, and the battalion commanders are mostly of the aristocratic collateral line, a small part are the direct line of the aristocratic family, and there are regiment leaders and teachers, at least half of them are the direct line of the aristocratic family.

They must have controlled many loyal soldiers, and had a chance, and a chance.

Yin Sha, Li Mingzhong and others desperately searched for their trustworthy direct subordinates, but they rarely found them. Occasionally, when they saw a battalion commander notice their gaze, their bodies shook and they pretended not to see them.

"Are they all dead?" Yin Xin was stunned, she had never trusted the bottom line of her daughter's 'student'.

Li Mingzhong didn't know whether it was rejoicing or angry, he pointed to a corner of the sky and said in a low voice, "No, he's still alive."

In a corner of the sky, more than 10,000 warriors were stripped of their mechs and weapons, including many warriors of the Flying Sky Realm and the Divine Bridge Realm.

They watched in horror at the huge army battle formation that was operating normally nearby, and they were almost suffocated under the king-level coercion, without the slightest intention to fight.