After shouting, Zhao Rui returned to the military formation again and led everyone through the valley quickly.
After experiencing a robbery, everyone had a vigilant look on their faces, especially the monks who were accompanying the team. They became nervous and followed Jingyin and Jingchen closely.
In a fairly wide cave, several people wearing exquisite armor were sitting there steadily, each person exuding a strong evil aura.
Surrounding them were the group of people who had just intercepted and killed Zhao Rui.
"Your Highness, those guys are so powerful. Less than a hundred people can actually have such combat power! We were defeated before we understood what was going on!"
"Each of their leaders is extremely powerful, especially one big man who actually destroyed our crossbow machine!"
"Your Highness, I always feel that this group of people is definitely not simple. Does Queen Rest have any trump cards?"
"The Kingdom of Parthia has been destroyed, so there is no trump card left. It must be a master invited from somewhere!"
...
While everyone was talking about it, the man sitting in the middle slowly stood up and took several portraits from his body.
"Take a look and see if the people leading the team are from above!"
Everyone hurried forward and after watching for a while, someone started shouting.
"This is the guy who broke our crossbow!"
"Oh, this person is their general leader!"
"This, the one who rode up the mountain to charge at our camp!"
...
The scene exploded immediately, and everyone stared at the man in front of them with strange eyes.
"Your Highness, where did you get these portraits?"
Harlandin breathed a sigh of relief: "These people are all generals of the Great Shang's Western Expedition! This man is the King of Zhao of the Great Shang!"
Everyone present suddenly widened their eyes.
All of them are soldiers from Khwarezm, and they also know something about the situation in neighboring countries.
The army of the Great Shang has destroyed the Parthian Kingdom, and is marching non-stop towards the capital of the Persian King. Soon, even the Persian Kingdom will be destroyed.
"Your Highness Harandin!" A man wearing black robes suddenly stood up: "I am from Garuda. I don't want to get involved in your affairs. Please forgive me!"
As soon as the man in black robe finished speaking, dozens of people in the same clothes stood up at the scene.
But just as they were about to leave, they were blocked by Harlandin's men.
"Your Highness! What do you mean? Didn't we agree that we can leave freely?"
Harlandin exhaled slightly.
"Actually, our countries are all at odds with each other. Now Parthia is gone, Persia is about to be destroyed, and Garuda and Khwarezm are next. If you leave today, maybe you will be on the battlefield again soon.
Meet the generals of Dashang!"
All the men in black robes were stunned for a moment, somewhat at a loss.
This is indeed true, but even so, they still don't want to face Dashang's coach so early.
Besides, Garuda may also have peace talks with Dashang.