At the same time, as everyone addressed the young man, Wang Fan also knew his identity. Pinshu

This person turned out to be a prince, a younger brother of the royal family.

The young man did not take Wang Fan to meet the emperor, but came to a training ground.

This military training ground is extremely large, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

The young man grabbed a yellow military order with his right hand, handed it to Wang Fan and said, "This is the Dragon Marching Order. From now on, the Dragon Marching Army is under your control, and will go to Tianyun with you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Fan took the military order and bowed to thank him.

After passing the general's order to Wang Fan, the young man shouted, "Dragon march, obey the order!"

Da da da.

Following his voice, the Dragon Marchers, who were still training, immediately gathered together quickly. In less than a moment, several extremely large square formations were formed.

"Report to your lord, the first team has been assembled."

"Report to your lord, the second team has been assembled."

"Report to the prince..."

After the gathering was completed, thunderous sounds rolled out and echoed throughout the void.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and once again had an understanding of the quality of Long March.

After everyone had gathered, the young man said slowly, "He will become your new commander. In three days, millions of dragons will march and follow him to Tianyun to take charge of the country."

"Dragon Marching obeys the order!"

The tens of thousands of marching dragons showed no signs of surprise and immediately responded to the order.

"There are only 100,000 dragons marching here, and the other 900,000 are all elsewhere. Next, I will take you to see them."

As the young man spoke, he once again took Wang Fan to the training ground where the other dragons marched.

Three days later, millions of dragons marched, and Wang Fan had seen them all, and was told that Wang Fan was the new commander.

They were gathered by Wang Fan in an extremely wide square. In the square, hundreds of huge warships were parked.

With a wave of Wang Fan's big hand, millions of Dragon Marchers boarded the battleship in a well-trained manner, leaving only a hundred Dragon March leaders.

The strength of these hundreds of dragon marching leaders has reached the seventh level and above, and the strongest one has reached the peak of the ninth level.

They looked at Wang Fan with respect, but their eyes flickered with suspicion.

Obviously, they were dissatisfied with Wang Fan.

Previously, it was just because of the pressure of the young man that they did not dare to make mistakes. But now that the young man is gone, only Wang Fan is left, and their unruly appearance immediately appeared.

"General, I heard that you are the first place in the Nine Kingdoms Monk Conference. Is this true? Why do I feel that your strength is only at the eighth level? Isn't it because the overall level of the monks in this Monk Conference is not good?

Bar?"

This was the voice of an enchanting female leader. When she was speaking, her eyes were spinning around Wang Fan, brimming with charm.

This woman's name is Ji Yun, and her strength is at the ninth level. Although she is a woman, she is very clever, and all the soldiers under her command are in awe of her. Even the rest of the leaders, most people do not dare to provoke her easily.

"Will, you have military orders, and of course we will not dare to disobey your orders. However, we still hope that you can show your true skills, otherwise we will not accept it."

This is a rough and arrogant male voice. His strength is at the peak of the eighth level. He has a burly physique and is as strong as an ox. He looks like a chimpanzee.

The entire Yuan Sect is a place where the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. As a soldier, he naturally worships the strong.

At this moment, looking at Wang Fan, who was only at the eighth level of strength and had small arms and legs, he was naturally dissatisfied.

"General, what skills do you have, can you show us your skills?"

"General, we want to see if you are qualified to rule us."

Following the voices of those two people, the other leaders couldn't help but start making noises, and the scene was in chaos for a while.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, his expression did not change much.

He ignored Ji Yun who spoke first, nor the tough man who looked like a black bear, but looked at the young man with an unspectacular appearance.

This year's Alchemist is fair-skinned and has an ordinary appearance. However, no leader dares to approach him within two meters of him.

Most of the leaders, including Ji Yun who was on the ninth level, looked at him with deep fear in their eyes.

This person is the only one among the hundred leaders who is at the first level of King Realm.

Wang Fan pointed at this person and said, "Situ Hong, come out."

After hearing this, Nian Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, but still walked out. There was a chill in his eyes when he looked at Wang Fan.

He naturally knew that if Wang Fan ordered him to join the ranks, he would definitely have an operation on him.

However, although he was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Fan becoming their leader, he had not said a word before.

If Wang Fan really dares to attack him, then don't blame him for being rude.

He will make Wang Fan look bad in front of everyone, and he will not be able to get off stage.
Chapter completed!