"Please help the King of Southern Xinjiang save us!"

Jing Xiangyang kowtowed to Xu Yi and said in pain: "For the sake of our loyal soldiers who work hard for the Kingdom of God, we will save us and our families!"

"I want to save you, but if you don't save yourself, what can I do?"

Xu Yi was quite moved.

He had told Jing Xiangyang before that if Jing Xiangyang wanted to be under his command, he would protect Jing Xiangyang and others from being safe.

It’s not just that I have taken a fancy to Jing Xiangyang and the others’ strong strength.

I also saw their miserable ending, so I wanted to save them.

They are all elite soldiers and powerful soldiers fighting on the battlefield, and they did nothing wrong.

Being victims is their misfortune and the misfortune of soldiers.

Xu Yi wanted him to join his command, first to strengthen his own strength, and secondly to save these victims.

Even the cannon fodder was saved, how could Xu Yi let them all die?

This has nothing to do with the position.

It is Xu Yi's true intention that he has always adhered to.

A big-headed soldier can die in the battle on the battlefield and be chopped into meat sauce.

Being a victim is not a crime of war, and having to bear the reputation of a lifetime is too cruel.

As a soldier, Xu Yi couldn't bear it and couldn't sit idly by.

Some people may think that being killed on the battlefield is death.

Being a victim, being killed, is also death. What's the difference?

Have you heard that a soldier can be killed but not humiliated?

Have you heard that death is more important than Mount Tai and less important than a feather?

Death is not scary, what is scary is how to die.

Xu Yi has always been committed to his original intentions, and can kill enemies, kill prisoners, dye blood for thousands of miles, and can step on the mountain of corpses.

But he never abused prisoners or killed any enemy soldiers.

A dignified kill will give the other party a kill of absolute respect.

Only then can you avoid falling to the same miserable state one day.

"The King of Southern Xinjiang taught me!" Jing Xiangyang was completely convinced now.

The young man in front of him, who was as old as his son, repeatedly created miracles and repeatedly predicted him. He was too strategic and too visionary.

Such a character is destined to shine wherever he goes.

What's more, he and others are facing difficulties in life and death, and the other party is the king of the Southern Kingdom of God, so he is not considered betrayal of the Kingdom of God.

The Kingdom of God has treated them like this, but they still didn't want to betray the Kingdom of God.

This shows how firm the beliefs in these soldiers are.

"After my command, half a month later, I will go to Shendu to meet the Emperor of the Kingdom of God. In any case, I will seek a way out for you and your family!"

Xu Yi raised his right hand, clenched his fist, slowly bent it, and pressed against his heart.

"I promise that the heaven and earth will not change. If there is any violation, both man and god will abandon it! Those who believe in me will live!"

Jing Xiangyang stared at Xu Yi in a daze, and saw the solemn, solemn, and perseverance on his face.

A sense of trust that comes out of thin air has a strong sense of possession of the mind.

This is the personality charm brought by Xu Yi's persistence in his true nature.

"Meet the King of Southern Xinjiang!"

"Meet the King of Southern Xinjiang!"

As Jing Xiangyang knelt down, all the soldiers who had been following Jing Xiangyang through the battlefield knelt down.

In the distance, the swaying soldiers, regardless of whether they will suffer or not, bow down.

It is natural to pay homage to the king.

Ximen, Yan Fei and others, who were open to Jianmen Pass, strode out.

"Greetings to my king!"

Everyone knelt on one knee and fisted to their hearts.

In the sunshine, Xu Yi became the center of thousands of troops.

He just stood there casually, like a god of war standing tall and strong.

Time slowly, half a month passed.

The training of the former more than 4 million cannon fodder and the current Southern Xinjiang Army still needs to be continued.

But at this moment, their spirit and spirit have undergone earth-shaking changes.

No one will regard himself as cannon fodder for the day.

Xu Yi appeared in front of everyone wearing a red royal robe.

This royal robe is sewn with red leaves and is perfectly copied according to the royal robe worn by Xu Yi during the Tianlong period.

"Southern Army!"

"exist!"

The sound is loud and thunderous, shaking the world.

Outside the east gate, the Qingmen Army was stationed in a camp.

When Silla Shijie heard this voice, he looked up.

"Xu Mutian, I'm already looking forward to meeting next time."

Silla Shijie was playing with a stone in his hand.

That was the stone where Xu Yi changed his helmet. It was very ordinary, and the only special one was that it was stained with blood and turned dark red.

Silla Shijie polished the stone and engraved the words Mu Tian on it, which means that this was given by Xu Yi.

At this time, he never expected that one day in the future, he would save his life with this stone.

"Target Shendu, set out!"

"Here!"

The Southern Xinjiang Army set out.

You have to go to Shendu first, and wait until Xu Yi has seen Bai Yujing, and then rush to Fotu Pass.

"My king."

Jing Xiangyang commanded the Jianmen Pass army and lined up on both sides.

Half a month ago, he also called Xu Yi the King of Southern Xinjiang. Later, in the past half month, Jing Xiangyang and other senior generals witnessed with their own eyes how Xu Yi transformed these former cannon fodders.

In just half a month, there was a change of appearance. Jing Xiangyang was completely impressed by Xu Yi, imitating Yan Fei and others to call him "My King".

Not to mention anything else, just marching and fighting and corps training, Xu Yi was the one he wanted to see.

What's more, Jing Xiangyang also saw from every detail that the respect and love of all the soldiers under Xu Yi were respected and cared for.

"Stay at Jianmen Pass first. When Jianmen Pass is broken, retreat directly to Fotu Pass. But be careful not to pass through Guanshan to avoid being caught by Qinmen Army, otherwise it will be difficult for me to bring you back from Qin Huo's hands."

Jing Xiangyang and others nodded respectfully, and their right fist hit their heart: "Here!"

They are still not very skilled in this way of saluting that belongs to Tianlong and Southern Xinjiang [Doudou Novels    ], but the more they do it, the more they feel that their heartbeats are, the more they feel that they are boiling.

At the same time, it has also changed from 'yes' to 'now'."

More powerful and powerful.

There were too few tanks and not enough fighter jets. Xu Yi gave up the convenience of taking the lead and advanced with more than 4 million Southern Xinjiang troops.

While the soldiers were grateful, they also became more determined to follow Xu Yi's footsteps.

Looking at the entire Kingdom of God, except for a few military god-level figures, which king would share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers like Xu Yi?

The most important thing is that Xu Yi doesn’t dislike them as cannon fodder.

In other legions, they are all eliminated.

This time I left, I walked for three months.

The end of the year is approaching.

God is all looking.

"My king, Jing Xiangyang and the others have arrived in the southern tour mountain." Hongye said to Xu Yi.

Xu Yi nodded: "Walking forward, it's the mountain, right?"
To be continued...