The white-robed commander had followed Hei Sha for many years and experienced countless battles. At least half of the credit for Hei Sha's success must be attributed to him.
He thought that he had already put life and death aside, but when he was pointed at by Yang Xuan's halberd, a chill ran down his spine that penetrated his bones, and he couldn't help but walk towards Yang Xuan.
"What's your name?"
Yang Xuan asked lightly.
The white-robed commander swallowed and tried his best not to look so useless, but his calves were still trembling uncontrollably.
"Zhao Feilong."
The white-robed commander said his name.
Yang Xuan stared at the opponent for a few seconds and said calmly, "Zhao Feilong, right? From today on, you are the supreme leader of the Xuanzi Army's heavy armor battalion!"
After finishing speaking, Yang Xuan turned around and walked forward.
Zhao Feilong stood stunned for more than ten seconds, then suddenly knelt down on one knee and said loudly, "Zhao Feilong is willing to swear allegiance to the emperor to the death!"
The more than 20,000 people in black armor behind him knelt down on one knee in unison, "We are willing to follow you to the death!"
Yang Xuan was not surprised at all by the reaction of Zhao Feilong and others, as everything was under his control.
It's not that Zhao Feilong and all the black armored men are spineless wallflowers, but Yang Xuan knows Hei Sha very well.
Hei Sha is a narrow-minded and small-minded person, and he relies on harsh punishments to restrain his subordinates.
With the talent Zhao Feilong showed just now, it stands to reason that he should have become the core figure of the Black Sky Legion long ago.
But the information Yang Xuan heard was that the Black Evil was very afraid of Zhao Feilong, the master of Zhenzhen, and not only did he not receive any reward, but he suppressed him everywhere.
Zhao Feilong will be placed in the command position only when needed.
How could a leader like Heisha make so many people loyal to him from the bottom of their hearts?
"Your Majesty!"
Tianying and others admired Yang Xuan so much that they fell into admiration.
One man and one halberd destroyed the Black Evil Corps, and thousands of troops took the general's head from them without any damage!
With just a few words, the Xuanzi Army gained more than 20,000 black and heavy armors!
I'm afraid, looking at all this, only Yang Xuan has such ability and courage in the whole world!
"Send the order and let all brothers repair where they are."
Yang Xuan's face was expressionless, as if what he had just done was not worth mentioning at all, and he said calmly, "In addition, let's check the list of forces that have been close to Heisha before."
"The list is here."
Tianying, as the supreme leader of the Xuanzi Army in charge of intelligence, naturally did not need Yang Xuan to explain this information as it had already been prepared.
Yang Xuan took the information handed over by Tianying and opened it. There were a total of twelve forces in it that were relatively close to Heisha.
"Immediately send a notice to these twelve forces, saying that the Black Evil Group has been wiped out by our Xuanzi Army. By the way, attach a photo of the Black Evil's head."
Yang Xuan spoke calmly.
"Yes, understand!"
Tianying could naturally guess what Yang Xuan meant, and quickly took out his tablet and started sending messages to the twelve forces respectively.
"Jun Hou, what should they do?"
A woman next to him pointed at Zhao Feilong and the more than 20,000 black heavy armors not far away.
Yang Xuan raised his eyes, his eyes fell on this delicate-looking woman, who looked gentle and weak, and smiled softly, "Qing Li, why have you lost weight again? Didn't I tell you to eat more, and you became so thin?" Carrot Ding, a strong wind will blow you away."
The woman called Qing Li didn't seem to like joking very much, and she didn't show any expression at Yang Xuan's teasing.
Yang Xuan was also used to this behavior of the other party.
Green carp.
One of the seven heavenly kings of the Xuanzi Army, he rarely appears directly in battle formations, and he is also the one with the weakest presence among the seven heavenly kings.
However, no one dares to underestimate her importance in the Xuanzi Army.
Qing Li is not good at charging into battle, but she is proficient in the art of vertical and horizontal movements. All the logistics, money, food, and personnel of the Xuanzi Army are all managed by her alone.
With only one person's power, she made the Xuanzi Army's rear area impenetrable, and was nicknamed the God of Wealth and the Stove Lord among the Xuanzi Army.
In addition, Qing Li is also the top strategist of Shangyin Academy. He is excellent at arranging troops, maneuvering vertically and horizontally, and strategizing. He is the first core of the Xuanzi Army's combat headquarters.
Yang Xuan once said that if the Xuanzi Army can be what it is today, if ranked according to merit, Qing Li must account for at least half of the credit.
Although her presence is very weak, she makes the Xuanzi Army's rear area forever unbreakable, and the entire strategic direction and backbone of the Xuanzi Army is also determined by Qing Li.
Therefore, no one would object to her at least accounting for more than half of the Xuanzi Army's contributions.
Among the seven heavenly kings of the Xuanzi Army, except for the retired God-Slaughter Ziyuan, four of them appeared in the battle formation today, and two more were away on an expedition and would not be able to come back for a while.
"The matter of that group of black and heavy armors will be left to you for integration after these battles are fought. I will go over and have a chat with them first."
Yang Xuan said to Qing Li, "By the way, you go get some fruits and meat and let them be delivered. There is no need for wine. They just joined us. If you continue like this, you have to treat them to a full meal."
After explaining with a smile, Yang Xuan slowly walked towards Zhao Feilong and others not far away.
"Your Majesty!"
Zhao Feilong, who was wearing a white robe, and more than 20,000 black armored men behind him stood up in unison.
"Don't be so restrained. We are all brothers now. Let the brothers rest where they are and have a good meal before we talk."
Yang Xuan smiled at Zhao Feilong, then took out a cigarette and threw it at Zhao Feilong, looked around, and handed the remaining half pack of cigarettes to a man in black armor and heavy armor next to him, "That's all, for brothers." Let’s take a walk, smoke a cigarette and have a rest.”
The heavy black armor was flattered, "Your Majesty, but this..."
Yang Xuan waved his hands and said, "I know what you want to say. You think that you are just an ordinary soldier, and I am a high-ranking prince, so how can I help you disperse the smoke, right?"
"Throw away this concept from today on. I don't care what you did in the hands of Heisha in the past."
"But now you are members of my Xuanzi Army. You are all brothers and sisters. There is no distinction between our positions that are higher or lower. We just have different divisions of labor."
"Come on, come on, stop standing, sit down, smoke a cigarette and relax."
As Yang Xuan spoke, he took the lead and sat down on the sand, holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting at everyone and smiling, "Can anyone please lend me a fire?"
Zhao Feilong quickly took out his lighter and lit it for Yang Xuan.
"A cigarette on the battlefield makes you feel as happy as a god!"
Yang Xuan took a few deep breaths with great enjoyment, then looked at the confused Zhao Feilong and others around him and narrowed his eyes and said, "What, do you want to talk to me in a condescending manner?"
"No, no, no, sit down, everyone, sit down!"
Zhao Feilong quickly asked the black-armored men next to him to sit down, and he also quickly sat on the ground. He looked at Yang Xuan and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, we definitely don't mean to be condescending."
"It's just...it's just that I always feel that this is inappropriate. You are the king, and we..."