Zhao Rui breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had such a magical object in his hand, otherwise he would not have been able to deal with the guys in front of him.
There are thousands of poisonous people here in total, and each of them is invulnerable and powerful. If they are pulled out, they will really be an invincible army.
Zhao Rui thought for a while, then snapped his fingers, and these poisonous people immediately started to move according to the order.
Seeing that it was effective, he continued to issue various orders, and these poisonous people obeyed them all.
I originally thought that I couldn't control these guys effectively, but I didn't expect that the mother-in-law bugs would be so powerful.
Zhao Rui suddenly became excited, and then left here with this gang of poisonous people and a group of mulberry-picking girls.
The dozen or so cities surrounding the Ten Thousand Poison Valley have always been under the direct command of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley and did not obey the orders of the Khmer royal family at all.
Therefore, even if the Khmer state was destroyed, this group of guys could still mobilize an army to defend the city on their own.
Prince Moyun has long hated these guys. When he attacked these cities, he was almost full of energy. After taking the city, except for ordinary people, everyone else was killed.
However, after capturing seven cities in a row, Prince Moyun's offensive gradually slowed down.
His attack was too brave. Although the effect was very good, the army suffered heavy casualties, and the continuous attacks made his army exhausted and unable to continue fighting.
Helpless, Prince Mo Yun could only order to set up camp ten miles away from the eighth city.
"Your Highness, the person guarding this city is the black-hearted old man from Ten Thousand Poison Valley. This old guy is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also proficient in the art of war. I'm afraid..."
Before the deputy general could finish speaking, Prince Mo Yun raised his hand to interrupt him.
"I am no longer a prince of the Khmer Kingdom, but the Duke of Khmer Kingdom of Dashang. From now on, please do not call me His Royal Highness anymore."
Only then did everyone react and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness.
Mo Yun didn't say much, he just waved his hand and asked them to get up and continue discussing the attack on the city.
The city in front of us is extremely strong, and the black-hearted old man has made complete preparations. There are a large number of boulders, rolling logs, and crossbow arrows in the city.
And they were tired troops, so they couldn't capture the city for a while.
Mo Yun held his chin in fists with both hands, a sad look on his face. If the eighth city was not captured as soon as possible and the remaining cities were united, then his elite team would most likely be wiped out by the opponent.
"What's wrong with Duke Mian? He stayed up so late at night and was still here discussing with the soldiers?"
A majestic voice suddenly sounded, and all the generals present knelt down quickly.
"Welcome to His Royal Highness King Zhao!"
After Zhao Rui entered the tent, Mo Yun quickly gave up his seat, but Zhao Rui did not sit on it, but went straight to the map.
"This eighth city is indeed a bit difficult to attack, and the defenders are old foxes who are proficient in the art of war, so we cannot use ordinary means to attack the city!"
Mo Yun hurriedly came forward and said, "Please give me some advice from His Highness King Zhao."
Zhao Rui snapped his fingers, and the two poisonous men strode into the tent, shocking everyone present.