The sound of footsteps alarmed Li Chengqian, and also alarmed almost everyone around him.

His Majesty Li Er, who was chatting with Changsun Wuji, changed color even more. When he heard the sound, Lao Li had only one thought in his mind - Xuanjia Jun.

Which bastard had transferred the Xuanjia Army? As far as Li Er knew, except for the Xuanjia Army, it seems that the soldiers in that mansion did not have such uniform steps.

All the veterans present at the scene of the killing field, and they all know what uniform steps mean.

That is the sign of a strong army after orders and a hundred battles.

For a moment, everyone left their positions, walked to the side of the stands, and looked down.

In the noon sun, a young general, wearing bright light armor, carrying a white robe, stepped on the red horse, and holding a square sky painting halberd, came slowly along the road.

Behind the young general was a captain riding a horse wearing mountain armor, and behind him were six team members wearing ordinary armor, followed by a square formation of twenty people in rows, totaling fifteen rows.

There are six such square arrays, and it is roughly considered as the army of the palace.

It seemed as if I felt the gaze of everyone in the stands. The pace of the army of this mansion suddenly increased a lot. As I stepped on my heart, everyone in the stands breathing.

The sixteen guards who had already stood in line on the school field also turned their heads to look at the footsteps, intending to see which army it was. Relying on footsteps alone would make them feel frightened.

"Ta, the prince's right guard leads?!" An unbelievable voice came from the stands. Who said it could not be heard clearly. The old guy's voice was like a duck who was strangled, so sharp and terrifying.

"It's really the Right Guard." Duan Zhixuan's voice was still cold, but there was a hint of trembling in it.

"How is it possible that my Tang Dynasty has such a strong army besides His Majesty's Xuanjia Army?"

"Old Cheng, pinch me and see if you are dreaming."

Li Er grabbed the railing in front with both hands, and the light flashed in his eyes.

Although the Xuanjia Army is a powerful army of hundreds of battles, it only has three thousand troops. Although the crown prince’s right guard has only one government army, who can guarantee that the entire right guard is not like this?

After the two men at home were asked to leave by him, he is now guarding the situation, hiding everything good, so that he won't let him know.

Is there any army that leads one? Old Li has been struggling with this question and wants to turn around and ask Li Chengqian, but he is reluctant to take his eyes off the army in this mansion. It is rare, too rare.

As the military formation got closer, the neat queue made everyone breathe a breath of air.

It is horizontal and vertical, even looking straight from the side, it is straight. A square array is like a person. Every time you step, 300 people raise their legs at the same time and put them down at the same time, without a trace of difference.

Cheng Yaojing's mouth kept twitching. Although he was very thick-skinned, being slapped in the face by Hong Guoguo still made him feel hot and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

If you say less, you can't die. Why bother to provoke that vengeful little bastard? I just said jokingly that I wanted to see the Six-Rank Strong Army, but this was a slap in the face.

As everyone with their own thoughts watched, the military formation led by the white-robed young general had reached the bottom of the stands, but the young general waved his hand and pointed toward the sky with a sharp wave.

"His Majesty, long live, long live, long live." The captain and the team behind the young general were shouting loudly at the same time.

"Hello Majesty, long live, long live, long live." Thousands of sound swept across the entire school and even the stands were shaken slightly.

With one sound, two sounds, the sixteen guards who were already in the school field gradually joined.

The sound became higher and higher, and the sand and stones on the ground began to vibrate, and the huge roar was like thunder in the sky.

Finally, when all the voices became unified, everyone in the school and in the stands seemed to have made a appointment, and they all knelt on one knee, and the sound of long live echoed throughout the night.

Li Er had never been so excited. His body was shaking like a sieve. He slowly raised his hands with trembling hands and performed a flat hand posture.

It's worth it, it's all worth it. Comrade Lao Li didn't expect that there would be such a reward in a competition. It was already annoying to him in squatting in the palace every day to deal with the memorials, and it felt like a tiger was locked in a cage.

The roars of tens of thousands of people were like a cardiotropic injected into Lao Li's blood, making him feel that he was still a dragon, a dragon that could soar in the sky.

The prince's right guard has already stood at his position, and the military formations in a horizontal and vertical line have not changed at all.

From the moment they appeared, to shouting long live, and then to returning to our formation, Xu Rulin, sweeping like fire, and still moving like a mountain, vividly interpreting Xu Rulin.

Everything returned to peace, everyone on the stage returned to their original positions, and a very disharmonious voice exploded: "Your Highness, since your Highness has such a strong army, why not fight with a certain battle?"

The old madman Hou Junji started to attack before his butt was touched on the chair.

Facing this old guy, Li Chengqian did not face the same good temper as Lao Cheng and Yuchi. He did not leave any face for Lao Hou at that time, and squinted his eyes and said, "Without it, it is not a good thing to win."

Li Chengqian, the elderly in General Tiance's mansion, met with the rituals of his younger generations. Even if they were a little dirty, they were within a controllable range, or they were a kind of playful competition.

This kind of competition also includes the assessment of Li Chengqian by those old people, to see if he is a qualified successor and whether it is worth their assistance in the future.

But Hou Junji is different. This old man will really rebel in the future.

With this first impression, it is difficult for Li Chengqian to treat him like other veterans of the Tiance House. Even if he mentions his name, he will always feel that this old man wants to steal his country.

With such impressions and ideas, how could Li Chengqian have a good face to Lao Hou?

Hong Guoguo's contempt made Hou Junji not know what to react for a moment, and he suddenly started to attack Li Chengqian and he didn't dare to beat him up.

Want to make an appointment... To be honest, he was not sure. Just looking at the military conduct and military discipline, Lao Hou felt that his right guard was afraid that he had no chance of winning.

And if I challenge a 9-year-old doll, Lao Hou would also disdain to do it.

The old man didn't say anything, and the generals around him didn't say anything. The prince today was a little abnormal and had a bad temper. No one had to go up and make things uncomfortable for themselves. Besides, the father was right next to him, and he looked very satisfied with his son, so it was inappropriate to jump out now.

However, being unable to speak does not mean that you cannot convey information with your eyes, so Li Chengqian saw a sentence from the eyes of those generals: This forced you to pretend, and there is no one in the Tang Dynasty.

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