"Tu Zhen, Li Yun..."
Murong Fuhai selected another five thousand soldiers in succession. Finally, when all ten thousand Black Flame Army soldiers had assembled in the center of the parade ground, Murong Fuhai spoke. "Soldiers of the Black Flame Army!"
His voice, infused with Soul Power, spread throughout the entire camp. "From this day onward, you are members of the Judgment Heavenly Army. The one you obey is no longer me, but this marshal's son—the Young Marshal of the Black Flame Army, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, and also the Adjudication Elder, Murong Huai. Once you join the Judgment Heavenly Army, do not bring shame upon this marshal or the Black Flame Army. Show them what you are capable of."
"We swear to follow the Young Marshal unto death! We swear loyalty to Spirit Hall unto death!" The ten thousand soldiers roared in unison, their voices making the black stones around the parade ground tremble. Their black-and-red armor intertwined with the jet-black armor of the Judgment Heavenly Army, forming an iron-blooded torrent.
Murong Huai was greatly satisfied as he looked at the ten thousand ironclad soldiers below. They were undoubtedly the elite of the Black Flame Army, veterans who had fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Murong Huai stepped forward, his voice carried across the entire field by Soul Power. "Brothers of the Black Flame Army! From today onward, you are members of the Judgment Heavenly Army. This Holy Son promises you that every soldier who joins the Judgment Heavenly Army will receive the most advanced weapons and armor, the most advanced training grounds, and an additional three times your monthly pay! But you will also bear greater responsibilities. I hope you can fulfill your duties, never abandon or give up, and become