He raised his right hand high and said slowly and lowly: "My citizens of the Great Yan Dynasty, Your Majesty will forgive you. It is the responsibility of the army to resist the enemy and defend the country! The army has no ability to protect itself.

People, that is a shame!"

Zhao Shanhe paused, then raised his voice and shouted: "Now, each of you should go back and sleep with your head covered. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out. This is your greatest support for the army!" His voice fell, as if

The crowd, grasping at straws, began to pour towards the road they had come from, in a mighty and mighty manner, like the ebbing tide, there was no longer chaos, as if Zhao Shanhe's words were a sedative.

"Soldiers! Follow me to resist the powerful enemy!" Zhao Shanhe got off his horse, raised his maces high, and made a thunderous voice: "Let those murloc brats know how powerful we are!" As soon as he finished speaking, behind him,

There was a roar that shook the mountains and rivers: "Let the fishman cubs know how powerful we are! We will make sure they never come back!"

Tens of thousands of elite troops clamored onto the broad city head and lined up in several rows. The archers stood ready, their faces tense, and their eyes staring into the distance.

But in the dark night, countless torches emerged from the flat road in front, and the figures of a large number of soldiers were looming under the firelight. Behind them, there was a vast black shadow following behind. They could not see the edge, and they were probably no less than a hundred thousand people!

Zhao Shanhe's face suddenly turned gloomy, and then turned serious. Although he usually has a cynical look and a carefree personality, his mind is very delicate and he belongs to the kind of showy man. Unexpectedly, this lonely man

Ya really meant what he said. He just summoned a mere 20,000 people and dared to confront him.

The courage and spirit of the over 100,000-strong army that fought against the murlocs was truly remarkable. He couldn't help feeling ashamed. If he had been stronger during the day and asked His Majesty to send troops, he might have been able to defeat the murloc army.

Blocked by the southern forest, it is impossible to enter the plain area of ​​​​Ma Pingchuan.

How did such a large number of murlocs pass through the border camp? Is it true that as Wu Haotian, the eldest son of the Wu family, said, these brats have indeed formed an alliance with the flying monsters and the Tiger Peng clan, and those big birds will control these dozen

How could the Wanyu soldiers and horses forcefully carry them through that natural barrier? He thought with a sullen face, this is really possible, otherwise everything would be too difficult to explain.

Zhao Shanhe slapped his forehead and thought to himself, damn it, you are thinking about these things at such a critical moment. He ordered all the soldiers to stand ready, pull up the suspension bridge, and when the enemy comes within a hundred meters, the archers will attack immediately.

Zhao Shanhe held two maces and hit the city pier next to him heavily, making a harsh and sonorous sound. There was worry in his brows, and his face was livid as he watched the mighty team getting closer and closer, even chaotic.

The footsteps could already be heard faintly. "Your Majesty, I hope you can convince those stubborn nobles to temporarily collect their private armies.

A survey soldier beside him raised his voice and said: "People below, stop!" Zhao Shanhe followed the sound and found that under the city gate and on the other side of the suspension bridge, a team had already approached. This team was very strange, with tens of thousands of people wearing shining clothes.

The armored soldiers surrounded the wounded team of about 3,000 people in the middle, like a ring.

It was not a formal formation, but it was like the clumsiest protective circle. He raised his right hand high and said slowly and lowly: "My fellow citizens of the Great Yan Dynasty, Your Majesty will forgive you for resisting.

Defending the country against the enemy is the responsibility of the army! If the army is unable to protect its own people, that would be a shame!"

Zhao Shanhe paused, then raised his voice and shouted: "Now, each of you should go back and sleep with your head covered. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out. This is your greatest support for the army!" His voice fell, as if

The crowd, grasping at straws, began to pour towards the road they had come from, in a mighty and mighty manner, like the ebbing tide, there was no longer chaos, as if Zhao Shanhe's words were a sedative.

"Soldiers! Follow me to resist the powerful enemy!" Zhao Shanhe got off his horse, raised his maces high, and made a thunderous voice: "Let those murloc brats know how powerful we are!" As soon as he finished speaking, behind him,

There was a roar that shook the mountains and rivers: "Let the fishman cubs know how powerful we are! We will make sure they never come back!"

Tens of thousands of elite troops clamored onto the broad city head and lined up in several rows. The archers stood ready, their faces tense, and their eyes staring into the distance.

But in the dark night, countless torches emerged from the flat road in front, and the figures of a large number of soldiers were looming under the firelight. Behind them, there was a vast black shadow following behind. They could not see the edge, and they were probably no less than a hundred thousand people!

Zhao Shanhe's face suddenly turned gloomy, and then turned serious. Although he usually has a cynical look and a carefree personality, his mind is very delicate and he belongs to the kind of showy man. Unexpectedly, this lonely man

Ya really meant what he said. He just summoned a mere 20,000 people and dared to confront him.

The courage and spirit of the over 100,000-strong army that fought against the murlocs was truly remarkable. He couldn't help feeling ashamed. If he had been stronger during the day and asked His Majesty to send troops, he might have been able to defeat the murloc army.

Blocked by the southern forest, it is impossible to enter the plain area of ​​​​Ma Pingchuan.

How did such a large number of murlocs pass through the border camp? Is it true that as Wu Haotian, the eldest son of the Wu family, said, these brats have indeed formed an alliance with the flying monsters and the Tiger Peng clan, and those big birds will control these dozen

How could the Wanyu soldiers and horses forcefully carry them through that natural barrier? He thought with a sullen face, this is really possible, otherwise everything would be too difficult to explain.

Zhao Shanhe slapped his forehead and thought to himself, damn it, you are thinking about these things at such a critical moment. He ordered all the soldiers to stand ready, pull up the suspension bridge, and when the enemy comes within a hundred meters, the archers will attack immediately.

Zhao Shanhe held two maces and hit the city pier next to him heavily, making a harsh and sonorous sound. There was worry in his brows, and his face was livid as he watched the mighty team getting closer and closer, even chaotic.

The footsteps could already be heard faintly. "Your Majesty, I hope you can convince those stubborn nobles to temporarily collect their private armies.

A survey soldier beside him raised his voice and said: "People below, stop!" Zhao Shanhe followed the sound and found that under the city gate and on the other side of the suspension bridge, a team had already approached. This team was very strange, with tens of thousands of people wearing shining clothes.
Chapter completed!