If it weren't for the Green Scale Order and the Red Feather Arrow, everyone would just laugh it off and kick these three people out and give them a good beating.

Considering that the other party is a dragon clan, the Feather Clan has to give face to their ally no matter how much they complain in their hearts, and not punish them on the spot by military law.

However, not only did the other party take out the military tokens of the two tribes at the first opportunity, but they were actually real!

Three little demons in the transformation realm got the military tokens of the two tribes. Such an outrageous thing actually happened.

If you refuse to obey orders, you are violating the clan rules, and this crime is no joke.

But if we just obeyed and let the news spread, wouldn't we all lose face? When we yelled at them in front of the formation, the other party would just have to say "You were a dog for a little demon in the transformation realm", and then their momentum would be completely inferior.

So the mood of everyone present was very complicated. On the one hand, they really didn't want to wait for orders, but on the other hand, they didn't want to be the first to protest. They all wanted others to be the first to speak out, and they would cheer from behind.

Everyone's attention quickly focused on Elder Kong Ping.

Kong Ping, from his surname, you can tell that he is from the Peacock Clan. Due to the famous behavior of a certain ancestor, the younger generations of the clan followed suit, and all of them were arrogant, wishing to lift their chins until their faces were parallel to the ground and look at people through their nostrils.

Elder Kong Ping was still quite normal, at least he didn't look down on others, but he couldn't hide his arrogance. He really lived up to everyone's expectations and said coldly:

"Red Feather Arrow? Where did you steal it?"

"You can go ask Her Highness Feng Yan." Long Long said.

"If this is an entertainment act arranged by our allies, then we are sorry that we cannot accompany you. Our tribe still has a lot of military affairs to do." Kong Ping glanced at the dragon elders present, sternly said this, and then walked away, completely ignoring Long Long.

The other Feather Clan elders looked at each other and then left.

Long Long's expression remained unchanged, he just winked at Qin Lu.

Then Qin Lu came out and said:

"It was Grandfather and His Highness Feng Yan's idea to give power to Long Long."

"You have been doing your own things on the front line, and too much time has been wasted, and the situation still has not improved. Grandpa has lost confidence in you, so I called Long Long, Long Hu and me here."

This girl spoke too bluntly, so that the faces of the Dragon Clan monks turned black, but they could not refute it - the remaining troops of the Feather Clan in Yuanjiang City were still struggling to maintain the defense formation in the city! No matter how they defended themselves at this time, it sounded unconvincing.

Rather than openly defying clan rules, it would be better to wait for Long Long to take over the military power, and then fight to the death with the White Tiger General.

In this way, even if the remaining troops in Yuanjiangcheng fail to be rescued in the end, there will naturally be someone else to take the blame for us.

Thinking of this, everyone finally found a reason to convince themselves to follow the command of this young man, so the leading dragon elder came out and said:

"Since the Great Elder has given the order, Long Long will be in charge from now on. Do you all understand?"

"I understand!" Everyone responded sparsely.

Long Long looked at the elder, searched his memory for a moment, and recognized that this was Elder Qin Sitong from the military.

Qin Sitong is in the Dragon Clan and is a die-hard member of the Great Elder Qin Chaocang's faction. It is said that when the Great Elder was in service, he was already his subordinate, so in a sense he can be considered one of their own.

Since this person has spoken, it is basically a done deal. Long Long no longer has to worry about the Dragon Clan pretending to obey him but actually disobeying him.

As for the Feather Clan, we have to find an opportunity to deal with them.

Thinking of this, Long Long began to issue orders:

"Let me tell you about the current battlefield situation."

Qin Sitong didn't get angry, but just explained to him using the command sand table.

Now the coalition forces of the Dragon Clan and the Feather Clan are in the south, Yuanjiang City is in the north, and the coalition forces of the Qilin and White Tiger are surrounding Yuanjiang City from the north, east and south. The south has the heaviest military strength, followed by the east, and then the north.

The west is an area of ​​rivers, so only the Mao tribe monks patrol the rivers regularly but do not stay there permanently.

If we put aside the high-level combat power, the military strength of the two sides is basically the same. If we take into account the high-level combat power, this side may still be superior.

The Azure Dragon and the Vermilion Bird each have an ancestor-level combat force guarding them, while the opposite side only has one ancestor, the White Tiger General.

The only problem is that the two ancestors are pure fighters and can't help in anything except fighting on the battlefield, while the White Tiger General on the opposite side is well versed in military tactics and repeatedly disrupts the arrangements here with various sophisticated tactics, making the Qilin coalition currently have the upper hand.

When Long Long heard this, he already had a rough idea in his mind.

It's like two big men fighting each other. Although one of them is stronger, he doesn't know how to fight or kick, so he is killed by the martial artist on the other side using all kinds of skills.

Fortunately, no matter how powerful the White Tiger General was, he did not have the ability to break the defensive formation, so the situation on the field could remain stalemate... If the stalemate continued, the remaining troops in the city would not be able to hold on.

"What's the situation in the city?" Long Long asked.

"It's hard to say." Qin Sitong replied, "The flying sword messages from the city will basically be intercepted halfway. Only from the west of the city, there will occasionally be some messages that are lucky enough to break through the siege and reach our hands."

"Can you confirm that it's true?" Long Long asked.

Qin Sitong was stunned when he heard this, but didn't know how to answer.

What does "real" mean? Are you worried that it was forged by the White Tiger God?

"Since you said that all the flying sword messages in the city would be intercepted halfway, then why is there a loophole only in the west?" Long Long sneered and said, "From today on, all the collected messages suspected to be from the city will be treated as not received!"

"Yes." Qin Sitong responded quickly.

"Take me to the left wing of the front line." Long Long said.

The group left the command camp, passed through the endless defensive formation, and stepped into the river to the west.

Since they were all dragons, they naturally had to learn the art of water escape, and thus they quickly reached the front line.

"If we go any further, we will be easily discovered by the Mao Clan cultivators in the air." Qin Sitong pointed to the distance in the deep water and said, "This place is about 24 miles away from the west side of Yuanjiang City."

"Since the Mao tribe monks are patrolling on the river, have they sent monks to intercept and kill them?" Long Long asked.

Qin Sitong was speechless for a moment.

Of course, earlier on, monks were sent out to intercept and kill them, but later the news sources in the city were cut off, and only occasionally could letters be delivered by flying swords from the west, covered by the river.

The Dragon Clan and the Feather Clan were worried that if the fighting in the west was too fierce, it would attract more coalition forces to gather on the water battlefield, which would lead to the exposure of this information channel, so they stopped intercepting and killing.

At this time, Long Long already doubted the authenticity of the letter sent by the flying sword. Qin Sitong didn't know what to do, so he could only nod and say:

"I'll arrange it right away."

"How many people do you plan to arrange?" Long Long asked.

"Uh, twenty people?" Qin Sitong asked cautiously.

"Too few." Long Long shook his head, "At least two hundred people."