“Yes…yes!”
Everyone was frightened by Zhao Muyun's sudden aggressive look and answered incoherently.
Only Wang Tiezhu and Wu Shangzhi were the loudest.
Zhao Muyun put his face close to the cowering Old Zhang's, and the blueness in his neck bulged: "Speak louder! I can't hear you!"
A trace of fear flashed across Lao Zhang's eyes, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Yes!"
"Louder! I still can't hear you!"
Zhao Muyun stared at him with bloodshot eyes.
Lao Zhang uttered a hysterical voice: "Yes!"
"Can I?"
"able!"
"Can I?"
"able!"
Zhao Muyun glared with bloodshot eyes, roaring and glaring at everyone, not even Han Zhong was spared.
Everyone was frightened by his stare, and at the same time, their inner courage was aroused!
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
The sounds grew louder and more uniform, and finally turned into roars that echoed like thunder at the top of the beacon tower.
Zhao Muyun saw that the effect had been achieved, raised his fist and clenched it: "Stop!"
The eight soldiers stopped at the same time, holding their heads high and standing straight.
Their faces were flushed, they looked refreshed, and there seemed to be a bit more determination in their eyes.
"Starting tomorrow, I will resume all the previously abandoned training and train you with a completely new method!"
"The Northern Di Tartars are eyeing us covetously. A war with Dayin will happen sooner or later!"
"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in war!"
"I don't want people like me to die on the battlefield in the future without knowing why!"
"I want you all to survive, follow me, kill the enemy, make merit, and become a general!"
Zhao Muyun roared again: "Tell me, do you want it?"
"think!"
"think!"
"think!"
This time, the voices of the eight soldiers were loud and uniform, sonorous and powerful!
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