The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Bastard, it's these damned fire spirits again!" Tie Wang Luo punched the flagpole angrily. Fortunately, the flagpole was strong enough and didn't break.

Yan Guangzu, and Soul Bingxuan also had ugly faces, and they suffered a lot from Huoling.

From the fire spirit on the back of the fire scorpion to the fire spirit on the ground, no matter whether it is cavalry or infantry, they can't beat it.

It can be said that Guimu Tengchuan's large sandstorm formation is only a small reason for the battle to be fought like this.

The real thing is these tens of thousands of fire spirits and more than 10,000 golden armor warriors, making it difficult for them to move forward.

"Guangzu, why didn't you see Master Zuomu?" Baimu Qingfu stood beside Yan Guangzu, pretending to ask casually.

"Oh, I felt a little uncomfortable when I got up this morning. I'm resting in the big tent!" Yan Guangzu curled his lips.

"It's uncomfortable, do you need it, I'll go take a look?" Bermuda's young husband frowned.

Seeing that the agreed time is approaching, what should Yanguang Zuomu do if he doesn't come out?

"No, that's how Jihun is. It's often counterattacked by the host's consciousness. Just rest for a while."

Yan Guangzu still trusted Baimu's young husband, and replied with mental strength.

"That's it, as long as it's okay!" Baimu Qinghu nodded. The matter has come to this point, and he has nothing to do.

I had no choice but to follow the agreed signal, raised my left hand, and scratched my head.

"An accident?"

Under the banner of the King of the Langya Army, Li Wenhao stared at the formation projection in front of him, thought for a while and said, "Command Huo Qianheng to call over the 60,000 soldiers of the Yan tribe from the Golden Crow Legion!"

"Follow the order!"

Half an hour later, Huo Qianheng personally brought 60,000 soldiers of the Yan tribe to arrive. Li Wenhao called him to him and gave him some instructions in a low voice.

At this time, the new fourth battalion just retreated, and the new fifth battalion stepped forward. Huo Qianheng hurried back to the team, took out a stack of notes, and distributed them to his subordinate, Chief Wan.

"Go, pass on these slogans, and shout together later, those who violate the order and do not shout, or those who are not loud, will be killed on the spot!"

"Follow the order!" These ten thousand chiefs are all promoted by Li Wenhao to the fifth level with the Explosive Potential Pill, and they are loyal to Langya.

Although they took the note and looked at it, they were very surprised, but none of them said much, and they all clasped their fists to accept the order.

"Yanguang family, bullying men and women, what is this, we can't shout!"

"Yes, if we shout this, we will become sinners of the Yan Clan, and we will never go back!"

The faces of the 60,000 soldiers from the Yan tribe changed drastically when they heard the slogan the general asked them to shout. Except for a small number of supporters, nearly half of them became agitated.

When they were forced to surrender at the beginning, it was only to save their lives, they didn't sincerely surrender, and they even thought that Langya would lose, so how could they be willing to die.

"Your Majesty has an order, those who disobey the order will be beheaded!" Huo Qianheng glared, and cut down several clamoring soldiers with a single strike.

"Puff!" Thousands of households, hundreds of households, including about one-tenth of the soldiers who became members of the system, attacked one after another.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river, and thousands of people died tragically on the spot.

"Don't, don't kill, I yell, can't I yell!"

"Woooooo, don't kill me, I shout!"

These soldiers from the Yan Clan were not tough in the first place, seeing the scene in front of them, how could they dare to say no.

"Okay, regroup, let's go!"

Huo Qianheng commanded his subordinates to kill another group of dishonest people. The original 60,000 team killed 10,000, leaving only 50,000.

It is also strange to say that after killing so many people, morale did not fall but rose.

Li Wenhao was surprised to find that black crows popped out of the heads of the remaining 50,000 people.

The number of members in the system has skyrocketed from more than 6,000 to nearly 20,000.

"This group of soft bones has been blocked, and I don't know what to do!" Li Wenhao muttered in a low voice.

Originally, he just wanted to force Yanguang Zuomu out, but he didn't expect that there would be a surprise.

With 50,000 Yan soldiers, and 20,000 system members, this team can basically be used with confidence, and there is no need to worry about rebellion on the battlefield.

"Bastard, Li Wenhao deceived people too much, and actually killed my Yan Clan soldiers!"

On the side of the Allied Forces of the Four Clans, they immediately discovered the actions of the Langya Army, but the rest of them were fine, and Yan Guang yelled at them with ancestral spirit.

I wondered in my heart whether it would be good to secretly send someone to contact me and get an internal response or something.

"It's said that Langya treats the captives preferentially, why all races are equal, this is their true colors!"

"Yes, pass on the order to defeat Langya and save our brothers!" Tie Wang Luo patted his ass at the right time and shouted with arms raised.

"Defeat Langya and rescue the brothers of the Yan Clan!"

However, the barbarian soldiers just yelled twice, but the Yan brothers on the opposite side yelled slogans that made them feel at a loss.

"The Yanguang family are all beasts, they bully men and women, they will die!"

"Yanguang Zuomu old man, used despicable means to seize the princess of the soul clan, and pigs and dogs are inferior!"

"Old man Yanguang Zuomu, using the essence and blood of his clansmen to send his soul to cultivate, it's too much for heaven's sake!"

"Nest grass!"

The generals of the Allied Forces of the Four Clans were dumbfounded, and this slogan was too powerful, to take the princess of the Soul Clan by force, and use the blood of the clansmen to cultivate.

No matter which one it is, it is terrible news!

"Asshole, Li Wenhao, you are shameless, slandering, spreading rumors!"

Under the commander-in-chief of the four clans, Yan Guangzu's eyeballs almost popped out, he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect to hear this.

Phew, Lao Gao jumped up and down, cursing angrily.

"Li Wenhao, you are doing well!" Soul Bingxuan gritted his silver teeth, his pretty face turned livid, and his light blue eyes were full of anger.

Although what the other party is shouting is the truth, many high-level people of various ethnic groups know it.

However, no one dared to speak out about this terrible scandal decades ago, let alone in front of hundreds of thousands of troops in front of the two armies.

What's more, those who shouted were tens of thousands of soldiers from the Yan tribe.

Isn't this putting the faces of the Yanguang family and the soul family on the ground?

Too much deception!

As for using the essence and blood of clan members to practice kung fu, this kind of taboo is even more serious. Once confirmed, the Yanguang family will definitely be notorious.

"It's really ruthless, even dare to expose this kind of pot!" Tie Wangluo swallowed hard, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He is really scared!

A ruthless person like Li Wenhao is not afraid of anything, if anyone offends him, he will be punished to death!

Is it really worth it for him to offend Li Wenhao for the Yanguang family?

"Guangzu, quickly send someone to invite Lord Zuomu, if this matter is not handled well, something serious will happen!" Baimu Qingfu looked anxious, and tightly pulled Yan Guangzu who was already furious.

He wasn't pretending, he was really scared. He didn't expect Li Wenhao to be so fierce. To achieve his goal, how dare he?

In order to prevent Yanguang Zuomu from recovering his cultivation base, offending the Yanguang family is enough, how can he offend the Soul family to death, is it really worth it?

"Yes, yes, you are right, come on, come back and find my father!" Yan Guangzu's head was buzzing, and it became a mess.

Hearing Bermuda's young husband's suggestion, he was like a drowning man finding a piece of driftwood, holding on tightly, and nodding vigorously.