"What? These three days of brutal fighting are just the advance troops of the coalition forces with hundreds of tribes, not elites?"

"Millions of troops are besieging Zhenjiang City. This is actually just an advance force. Are the real elites of the coalition troops setting off now?"

"The city of Zhenjiang is in danger! Our ancestors bless you. It is so wise to bet on hundreds of tribes outside the territory this time!"

…

For a time, the heads of wealthy families and powerful men all rejoiced and rejoiced.

Those who were originally shaken became inspired by this news and completely gave up the thought of regret.

…

The army presses the territory.

Strike out with the best.

This news swept across the world like a storm.

Not only among the various forces, it was also quickly spread to the common people on the streets.

A battle that attracted worldwide attention.

You definitely can’t hide it!

There are also forces with evil intentions on all sides. After placing bets outside the territory, they deliberately spread the news among the people, causing panic and creating chaos.

In the streets and alleys, people's voices are boiling.

Some are shocked, some are frightened, and even more sad...

"An army of millions is just the beginning. Now the elite are pressing forward. How can we fight this battle? Can we still win?"

"Three hundred thousand Snow Dragon Cavalry troops relied on a city and defended for three days and three nights in the face of millions of enemy troops. This is already tragic enough, why is it just the beginning?"

"Can the Snow Dragon Cavalry and Zhenjiang City be defended this time? I'm afraid that even if they are defended, 300,000 men will be wrapped in horse leather..."

"How can it be possible to hold on? The Snow Dragon Cavalry has been able to hold on for such a long time, which is unique in history. They are not gods, but human beings of flesh and blood. They will also suffer and die. This time they really cannot hold on.

Already..."

…

The people were talking among themselves, wailing all over the place, and pessimism filled the air.

Once Zhenjiang City is lost, it will be a smooth sailing for the Allied Forces of all ethnic groups!

It won't be long before the Yi barbarians will trample on this land and wield butcher knives against them.

While they were lamenting and pessimistic, the people soon came to their senses.

Three days!

Three whole days!

It has always been the Snow Dragon Cavalry that has been guarding Zhenjiang City!

The reinforcements in the area have not arrived!

Soon, scoldings about the reinforcements from all sides broke out among the people.

"What are those reinforcements doing? It's been three days, and no team has arrived at Zhenjiang City yet!"

"If a bunch of barbarians from all directions are like the Snow Dragon Cavalry, who dares to invade our territory?"

"Bullshit reinforcements! In three days, even if we lead the horses away, reinforcements should arrive at Zhenjiang City!"

…

Public opinion is everywhere and people are indignant!

More and more curses gradually erupted from various places in the region.

The people complained and cried and cursed.

However, this is a matter related to the death of the territory. At present, the Zhenjiang City has not been broken, and the war has not spread to the people. The people can only do this.

Mobei.

Starry night in the sky.

The wind and sand filled the air.

"Have all the materials been shipped?"

Jiang Qilin put his hands behind his back and looked at Zheng Junlin in front of him.

"All shipments have been completed."

Zheng Junlin wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the ruins of Fengbo Ancient City in the dark in the distance, his eyes became moist.

"The mission of Fengbo Ancient City has been completed. Our Zheng family has lived up to its trust. My father's spirit in heaven can also rest in peace!"

Every word is filled with joy.

"Are you crying?" Jiang Qilin asked.

"No way, the day my Zheng family was wiped out, I cried all my tears."

Zheng Junlin smiled casually: "It's just that the wind and sand blew into my eyes. Well... have you decided to leave?"

"Well, the mission in Fengbo Ancient City is completed, I will take Zhao Polu and rush to Zhenjiang City."

Jiang Qilin said calmly: "The six grandfathers have passed away long ago. After we leave, the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" in Fengbo Ancient City will not be removed. Although there is no array controller, the power will be greatly reduced, but it is used to prevent minor accidents.

, it’s still enough.”

"Then I'll pack up and go find Youen."

Zheng Junlin smiled, then raised his hand and punched Jiang Qilin gently on the heart: "It's a pity that I'm not as good as you. I really want to go to the front line with you. If you leave, I can only go find him."

Youen, protect her."

"What you've done is good enough."

Jiang Qilin made no secret of his praise for Zheng Junlin.

With his character, he is not familiar with the world and rarely praises him.

But Zheng Junlin's desperate efforts this time really made him sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha...it's not enough."

Zheng Junlin smiled and waved his hand: "I am a second-generation ancestor, and I used to be called a failure. If my father heard your compliment, he would probably wake up laughing even if he fell asleep."

There was a pause.

Zheng Junlin stopped smiling and said seriously: "Be careful!"

"Be careful too!"

Ten minutes later.

A helicopter roared with its propellers, rolled up the long yellow sand, and landed on the yellow sand ground.

Just when Jiang Qilin was boarding the plane.

His steps suddenly stopped.

As if he was electrocuted, he turned his head sharply and looked sharply at the Fengbo Ancient City not far away.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Junlin who was seeing him off was shocked by Jiang Qilin's reaction.

The moment Jiang Qilin turned around just now, he even felt panicked as if thousands of swords were against his back.

"That person..."

Jiang Qilin frowned, and there was a strong worry and fear on Feng Shen's handsome face.

That person?

Zheng Junlin was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body became hairy, and a chill ran straight from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

He suddenly thought of the scene when he encountered Gu Cang Yue that night, and the galaxy rolled back, forcing Gu Cang Yue back.

The third person is always there!

Never left!

However, no matter how hard Jiang Qilin and Zhao Polu searched, they could never find it!

That person is like a ghost, always accompanying you, but always hiding!

"Let's go first, the border is in a hurry, Brother Dong is still waiting for us!"

Zhao Polu stuck his head out and patted Jiang Qilin on the shoulder: "Let him do what he wants to do. With his strength, if he really wants to do anything, he will lose the amulet of "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts".

It’s easy to touch you and me.”

"Um."

Jiang Qilin's brows widened, a sound came from his mouth and nose, and he immediately turned around and got on the plane.
To be continued...