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After the martial arts exercise had been completed, the troops of the Oda Empire returned to their original positions. Next, it was the Central Plains Empire's turn.

The First Prince of the Central Plains, Kehan, whispered to a soldier beside him.

After that, the officer contacted the host of the Ao Da Empire. Not long later, a thousand natives neatly lined up on the drill grounds.

He saw a soldier of the Central Plains Empire leading five hundred Ice Origin Wolf Cavalry Soldiers and standing two hundred meters away from the thousand natives.

The leader of the troops charged into the crowd, and then all of them rushed out.

"Shua!" One hundred wolf-riders threw out a hundred spears, and a hundred natives fell to the ground. Immediately after, a hundred soldiers in the second row threw out a second round of spears, and after the fifth round of throwing, five hundred natives were actually thrown down.

At this time, the five hundred wolf-riding soldiers pulled out their sabers, approaching from afar, in a few moments they had cut down the remaining five hundred natives.

This kind of powerful attack was also very rare. It was estimated that it only had this kind of effect after countless amounts of practice.

The First Prince of the Central Plains glanced at the crowd complacently. Indeed, his troops had the ability to make him proud.

Another round of applause rang out. The First Prince, Kehan, was experiencing the vanity and satisfaction brought to him by the applause.

The third was the unicorn army brought by Princess Marina of the Empyrean Empire.

The riders took out their bows and arrows and nocked their bows one by one. Under several shots, the two thousand mud men were hit by a barrage of arrows, and the arrows released by the archers actually all hit the vital parts of the mud men's body.

Wu Mo let out a sigh. "What a powerful archer. Even a troop of three thousand men can't get close to them."

As he spoke, he eyed Ling Feng suspiciously.

Ling Feng paid attention to the meaning behind Wu Mo's words, and said with a smile, "Are you worried that our troops will not make it?"

After having his thoughts exposed, Wu Mo felt a little embarrassed.

Ling Feng sniggered as he thought to himself, "There is indeed a reason why the Wu Lal Kingdom is so weak. Even the Kingdom's Crown Prince has never seen such a great world before."

The fourth contestant was from the Kingdom of Campeshi, and their dragon-rolling troops also received a lot of cheers.

"… …"

After half a day, the nine nations' martial arts training was over. It was time for the Kingdom of Ural's Guard Brigade to make an appearance.

Everyone from all over the country was eagerly waiting for the appearance of the guard brigade.

Some hoped to find out a little bit about the power of the Urals, and use it to gauge their diplomatic attitude towards the Kingdom of the Urals.

Some were skeptical because they didn't believe that the always weak and weak Congress had any powerful fighting strength. They even felt that this army was just an embroidery pillow.

Wu Mo scratched his head and looked at Ling Feng with a bitter expression. He really did not know how to train such a troop.

Ling Feng and Wu Mo nodded. "Your Highness, leave everything to me."

He turned to the host of the Ao Da Empire and shouted, "Set up ten thousand natives for me!"

As long as it was someone who heard Ling Feng's voice, they would be greatly shocked, "Even if this guard troop is very strong, it's impossible to defeat 10,000 imaginary enemies in such a short period of time. Isn't this leader a bit too crazy?"

Two of the princes even scoffed, thinking that Ling Feng was only trying to attract attention.

The host looked towards a distant youth. That youth was Bluefire.

Seeing Bluefire nod his head. The host hastily began organizing a large number of people to arrange the scene.

This arrangement was much more troublesome. The princes and princesses started to get impatient, the Sahara Princess had a manly temperament, and shouted, "Is there still a end to this? I'm still hungry, I should finish my meal soon. Don't let others take advantage of this situation to raise their status. "

Ling Feng glanced at it and sneered in his heart.

After a long period of time, the ten thousand natives were finally placed on the stage.

Ling Feng walked into the arena, facing the many natives, "Guard Brigade 1st Battalion, 1st Battalion, ready for battle."

Under Koman's lead, the five-hundred-fourth stage Snow Demon Leopard army arrived at the left side of Ling Feng's body, and all the knights dropped down one after another.

Some stood, some half-knelt, some lowered their bodies, all at the same time they took out their windguns, reloading their magazines, aiming at the natives. Immediately, Ling Feng heard a second sound, "Guard Brigade Second Battalion, First Class War."

With a loud noise, the four hundred Snow Condor troops, under the lead of the vice brigade commander Xue Hun, all flew into the air. The Death Soldiers mounted on the Snow Condors held their modified windguns and loaded them with explosive bullets.

Ling Feng's third voice rang out, "Guard Brigade, 3rd Battalion, 1st Battalion, prepare for battle."

A powerful magical beast unit, composed of two hundred and fifty to seven Earth Lizards and two hundred and five Snow Demon Leopards, rushed to Ling Feng's right side.

The knights also dismounted, and with all kinds of gestures, they stood in front of Ling Feng to protect him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the surroundings had become solemn. Those confused eyes were filled with amazement. Those who were doubtful in their hearts could not help but become even more confused when they saw the strange wind gun.

Ling Feng looked at the 10,000 natives, raising his right hand high.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, as if they had a premonition that something unbelievable was about to happen.

Especially Wu Mo, he was extremely nervous. After all, this was related to his reputation, but he believed that it was Ling Feng who had given him confidence and dignity.

Following the fall of Lingfeng's hand gesture, a loud shout rang out: "First Battalion, Third Battalion, release!"

900 wind rifle bullets shot out.

Logically speaking, every bullet should be able to pierce the bodies of nearly twenty natives.

Due to the overlapping of some bullets, coupled with the irregular arrangement of the natives, the first round of gunshots had killed more than two thousand natives.

Immediately after, another round of fire erupted, and another thousand natives fell to the ground. At the same time, the remaining natives seemed to be even more scattered.

After the six rounds of shooting ended, there were still about a thousand natives left standing in the arena.

Pointing to the sky, he shouted, "Second Battalion, explode!"

In the sky, Xue Hun said, "Understood!"

Following that, hundreds of explosive bullets landed on the remaining natives' gathering spot.

Each drop of a bomb could scatter, causing the surrounding area to explode within a radius of a few dozen square meters.

Ling Feng thought to himself, "The forging techniques of the elves are truly marvelous. They can create anything good."

Under the bombardment of the three rounds of bullets, the one thousand plus natives at the corner that fell were also eliminated.

At this point, Ling Feng shouted again, "Beast attack!"

All the magical beasts on the ground, with the cooperation of the air force, launched their stereoscopic attacks, while the wind rifle soldiers didn't move at all, continuing to use their wind guns to protect themselves from the rear.

The roars of the demonic beasts shook the sky. The corpses of the natives turned into dust after being trampled twice by the magical beasts.

When the beasts returned to their positions, the riders once again mounted their mounts. The members of the Independent Brigade returned to their own camp, not a single person or beast made any more sounds. It was as if nothing had ever happened.