Chapter 6: A hundred battles to win the commander-in-chief

Yuan Lang, who had just walked out of the military tent, suddenly shook his body, and a fiery light gradually bloomed in his eyes.

"Deploying a stage to win the leadership? Who wants to win the leadership?"

"It's the young commander. Is it because he wants to win the commander-in-chief?"

"It's impossible. Although the young commander is a descendant of the Yun family and is the most qualified to win the commander's flag, his cultivation level is still there."

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Qian Luoyun's voice was produced by the circulation of innate spiritual energy, and all the soldiers in the square could hear it clearly.

The Yun Family Army's commanding flag has always existed, but even Qian Luoyun only kept it temporarily and did not dare to actually carry the commanding flag. Now that Yun Yi is here, Qian Luoyun will set up a commanding platform. It is obvious that Yun Yi is Those who come to win the leadership come to carry the leadership flag.

However, it is not so easy to carry a handsome flag, even though Yun Yi is a descendant of the Yun family and has the blood of the flying dragon Yun Shuai.

But the military flag symbolizes too many things and carries too much weight.

If you want to carry the flag of leadership, you need to convince the public.

But how can a loser who can't even open his soul convince the public? What can you use to convince the public?

Is it just relying on Yun Feilong's sonship?

The title of Young Marshal comes from the Yun Family Army's feelings for Yun Yi, or their feelings for the Yun Family. If the Yun Family is not destroyed, the Yun Family Army will not be separated.

But this kind of emotion cannot become the capital for Yun Yi to carry the flag.

The stage to win the command is solemn and grand, and it cannot be climbed by relying on emotions.

"Everyone listen, and immediately set up a stage to win the championship."

Yuan Lang strode to the square and shouted loudly.

"yes."

The soldiers of the Yun family responded in unison, showing strict military discipline.

For two thousand well-trained soldiers, it is very easy to build any battle platform.

In the process of building the commander-in-chief platform, the news that Yun Yi opened his spirit and killed more than a dozen men in black also began to spread. This news was undoubtedly a thunderbolt for the Yun family army. Of course, this thunderbolt It excited them to the extreme.

"The young marshal is enlightened, God's eyes are opened."

"I just said, how can the descendants of the Yun family be useless? He is worthy of being the son of Yun Shuai."

"The Yun family suffered such a change, which must have had a great psychological impact on the young commander. However, under such circumstances, the young commander can grow rapidly. I don't know how to set the standard for the general in blood to win the commander-in-chief this time. I am already looking forward to it. ”

"The blood-coated general's standards have always been very strict. If the young marshal can pass the test of winning the command and successfully win the command flag, from now on, I am willing to follow the young marshal's lead."

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The officers and soldiers of the Yun Family Army changed their state, one by one, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, and their spirits were lifted. For the officers and soldiers who were immersed in the haze, it was not only a kind of excitement, but also a kind of sustenance.

The spirit of the Yun Family Army can only truly move forward if it rests on the Yun Family.

Under the leadership of Yuan Lang, it didn't take long for the Yun Family Army to build two high platforms.

One of them is completely made of hard rocks, one foot high and three feet wide. Although it has just been built, its hardness is no less than the battle platform on the military training ground in the military camp.

Another high platform is completely made of black solid wood. This kind of solid wood is called black spirit wood, which is three points harder than pig iron. Many weapons in the military are made with black spirit wood to enhance the weapon itself. of hardness.

This high platform was built according to Qian Luoyun's standards. There are nine steps in total from top to bottom. The top step is a wide platform with a red-gold commander's flag on it.

The flag is fluttering, and the word "cloud" is flying and phoenix dancing, shining brightly.

At this time, Qian Luoyun and Yun Yi walked out of the military tent and came to the square.

More than two thousand soldiers stood solemnly, and their fiery eyes fell on Yun Yi, making Yun Yi immediately become the center of attention.

Yuan Lang strode up to Qian Luoyun and Yun Yi, clasped his fists and said, "General, Young Marshal, the stage for winning the command has been set up."

Qian Luoyun nodded and glanced across the two high platforms. He was obviously quite satisfied with the efficiency of the Yun family army.

"Yi'er, have you thought about it, are you sure you want to take the stage?"

Qian Luoyun looked at Yun Yi beside him.

"If I say no, wouldn't it chill the hearts of all the soldiers of the Yun Family Army? If I say no, how will the more than 20,000 heroic souls of the Yun Family Army rest in peace?"

Yun Yi's eyes sparkled, and he strode towards the fighting platform while talking. When he finished speaking, he had already walked under the fighting platform.

He didn't know what kind of test he would face next, but the fluttering Yun Shuai's banner gave him the determination to move forward.

With Yun Yi's wisdom, he can naturally see that if he wants to win the commander-in-chief today, he must go through two tests, and in this first test, he must go to the battlefield. Only by passing the test on the battlefield can he be qualified to step onto that black battlefield. Spirit wood steps.

Yun Yi jumped up and climbed onto the ten-foot-high fighting platform as easily as a cunning rabbit.

"General in Blood Clothes, what a test, come on."

Yun Yi stood on the battlefield with one hand on his back, his black hair flowing in the wind, and his delicate face with a look of fortitude.

This kind of demeanor alone makes people couldn't help but nod.

The soldiers of the Yun Family Army seemed to see the shadow of Fei Long Yunshuai in Yun Yi, with his overwhelming pride and unparalleled domineering power.

In people's eyes, that powerful young master was gone forever, and the young man standing in front of them now had completely transformed.

He must carry up the military flag, the morale and spirit of the Yun family's army, and the hope of the Yun family.

"good."

Qian Luoyun praised Yun Yi. Today's Yun Yi really made him look at him differently. He knew that these ten days were too cruel for the young man in front of him, but the growth in such adversity was unimaginable by ordinary people.

"General, how do you win the command?"

Yuan Lang asked.

Qian Luoyun's eyes were deep. He looked at Yun Yi who looked determined on the battlefield, and then said four words: win the leader in a hundred battles.

When the words "Win the Commander in a Hundred Battles" came out of Qian Luoyun's mouth, everyone present, including Yuan Lang, couldn't help but take a breath.

This is too cruel!

The so-called victory in a hundred battles means to fight against one hundred people continuously on this battlefield.

This is undoubtedly cruel to Yun Yi, who has just opened his spirit. Even though Yun Yi has a record of killing masters of the seventh level of the spirit realm, persisting in a hundred battles is still no joke.

A hundred battles in a row is a huge drain on anyone. A person who has opened the fifth level of the spiritual realm may not have enough spiritual power in his body to sustain a hundred battles.

What's more, the soldiers of the Yun Family Army are well-trained, far beyond those of the Yanghou Mansion.

"General, this is too cruel."

Yuan Lang frowned.

"Cruel? Isn't what happened to the Yun family cruel enough? What he's going through now isn't cruel enough? Isn't the Yun family's army cruel enough?"

Qian Luofeng said righteously.

Yuan Lang remained silent and stopped talking.

"Come on, no matter what the thousand battles are, Yun Yi has nothing to fear."

Yun Yi's momentum was shaken, and the black air flow lingered around him, and the domineering aura of the innate Tao body spread directly. He knew that this was Qianluo Peak's real test for him, and he knew even more how heavy the things he carried were.

Ten days of running for life and death had completely created Yun Yi's heart for adversity.