"Where are the Sharp Warriors of the Lantian Fourth Main Battalion?" Zhao Feng raised his Dragon Spring and roared commandingly.
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
One hundred thousand soldiers roared in unison.
Among them were veterans who had followed Zhao Feng through countless battles and new recruits who had been enlisted for less than two months. However, in that short time, these recruits had already been baptized by war and were formidable on the battlefield. Furthermore, Zhao Feng's command was enhanced by the Fate Official Seal, so every one of his Sharp Warriors was filled with fighting spirit, their morale soaring to the heavens.
"The veterans under my command know that when war breaks out, I always lead from the front," he proclaimed. "This battle is no exception. Pass down my order! My Personal Guard Army will become the Supervisory Team and oversee the entire army. Anyone who dares to retreat one step will be executed! The rest of the Sharp Warriors, follow me and charge!"
