Chapter: 1162
"stand at attention!"
"salute!"
On the huge training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers from the western region stood at attention in a uniform manner, raised their hands in salute, and shouted in unison: "Welcome, young commander, to the western region."
Zhao Ruolong led a group of fierce generals from the Western Territory, looking up at the group of figures appearing in the distance of the red carpet!
Fu Hetian, Zang Qianqiu, Deng Jingwen and others also stood on tiptoes and looked up.
I saw a young man in the military uniform of a young commander in gold with a white background, leading a team of men, walking slowly.
The epaulettes of this young man's military uniform are impressively a golden national emblem and a sharp sword.
It was Chen Ning, the young marshal of the North!
Fu Hetian and the others took a closer look at the appearance of the young marshal in the northern border, and suddenly their expressions changed drastically, and their eyes were full of horror.
"Young, young commander...it's Chen Ning!"
Fu Hetian's face turned pale in an instant, and he felt the world spinning, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted on the spot from fright.
Zang Qianqiu, Deng Jingwen and the others discovered that the Marshal of the Northern Territory was actually Chen Ning, and their blood pressure soared instantly, and they almost vomited blood.
Chen Ning turned out to be a young marshal!
Fu Hetian and the others felt that the sky was thundering and the sky was spinning.
Sweat had soaked their clothes unknowingly, but they didn't notice it.
They were pale and looked at Chen Ning with trembling lips.
After confirming again and again, the person in the distance wearing the military uniform of the young commander, leading a group of subordinates, and striding forward in military boots was the empress Chen Ning, and they were completely petrified.
Chen Ning was followed by two subordinates, Qisha in the uniform of a major general, and Dian Chu in the uniform of a colonel.
Behind them, there were eight burly soldiers in uniforms from the Northern Territory. They were the eight most powerful fighters in the Young Marshal's Guard, the Eight Tiger Guards.
Fu Hetian looked at Chen Ning who was getting closer and closer, his heart sank and he was in despair.
God!
The one they provoked this time turned out to be the Young Marshal of the North!
That is the Chinese god of war who killed the masters of the enemy bandits from the eighteen countries with blood flowing into rivers and piles of corpses piled up like mountains!
God, how did we provoke such a killing god!
Fu Hetian and the others wanted to die. They finally understood why the leaders of Xijing City were so flattering to Chen Ning, and why the officials in Xijing Hotel saluted Chen Ning?
It turned out that Chen Ning was the young marshal of the North!
No wonder Chen Ning was able to easily destroy Tiansha, no wonder Chen Ning dared to warn the Western Chamber of Commerce so severely before.
It turns out that Chen Ning is the Chinese God of War!
Fu Hetian and the others were so regretful that their intestines turned green.
If they had known that Chen Xiong was the young marshal's father, they would not have dared to seize the Chen family's business or property even if they were killed. JrNovels.com