Chapter 1767
"Li Ming is qualified to become the Dragon Peak War Lord. Unfortunately, he met Huan Yu who was stronger and more talented than him. But in terms of arranging troops and formations, Liming is not inferior to Huan Yu." Zhou Yuandao.
"Both of them are your apprentices, which one do you like?" Ruoli asked.
"It's even the same. Part of the reason why Liming lost was because he was worried about me. If we let him fight Huanyu now, I don't know who can win."
"We are about to enter the city." Zhou Yuan said calmly.
For the first time, Ruoli had another understanding of Zhou Yuan.
Ruoli discovered that Zhou Yuan's way of doing things was completely different from others, and that he had his own most unique way of thinking.
Just like today, he seemed very confident that his apprentice would find a way to welcome them back to the city, even if he didn't know who the people on the train were.
As expected, through Longcheng's actions, Ruoli also recognized this Zhao Liming.
Let’s not talk about his abilities, but it can be seen from this that he is indeed a qualified leader because he never gave up on his people.
Close.
At this time, the train was getting closer and closer to Dragon City.
Without a telescope, Zhou Yuan could already see the battlefield in the distance.
These Dragon Peak warriors used their bodies to form walls of flesh, protecting the railway track inside.
Even though there are a flood of monsters around, these monsters cannot enter the railway tracks.
The soldiers were still resisting vigorously.
Zhou Yuan stood quietly on the roof of the car, and then said: "Ruoli, go get our Dragon Peak battle flag!"
"good!"
Ruoli returned to the carriage and took out the battle flag from his bag.
Zhou Yuan walked over and stood on the front of the car, wrapped the battle flag around his arm, and then raised it high.
The bright red battle flag fluttered in the wind, and Zhou Yuan's figure remained as strong and unyielding as ever.
"Xingtian, look, what is that?"
At this moment, the soldiers who were guarding the railway tracks on the battlefield spotted a bright red flag on the front of the train, and someone shouted.
Xing Tian and others suddenly raised their heads and looked over. The red flag fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.
When Xing Tian took his first look, he shouted, "That's our Long Dian battle flag."
"Who is that man holding the battle flag?"
"Looks familiar!"
Xing Tian wiped his eyes and looked over with wide eyes. At this glance, Xing Tian roared: "It's Yuanlong War Lord, brothers, that's Yuanlong War Lord!"
"What? Yuanlong War Lord?"
"It's really Yuanlong War Lord!"
"War Master Yuan Long is here!" The crowd was excited. The moment the eighty thousand warriors saw Zhou Yuan's figure, they were all extremely excited. At this moment, their blood seemed to have been completely ignited.
Some people even shed tears of excitement.
Because Zhou Yuan once led them, Zhou Yuan already has sufficient status in their hearts.
The train finally connected with the railway tracks guarded by the soldiers. At this moment, everyone could clearly see Zhou Yuan standing on the roof of the car, holding the Dragon Peak battle flag high.
Countless soldiers cried with excitement.
They looked at Zhou Yuan who was following the train, and their hearts were already boiling.
"Yuan Long Zhan Zun!" Suddenly someone roared.
As this roar fell, countless roars came.
"Yuanlong Zhanzun, we miss you!"
"War Lord Yuanlong, we miss you!" The eighty thousand warriors looked at Zhou Yuan who was passing by. With blood and tears in their eyes, they shouted in unison, their voices rising to the sky.
Chapter completed!