"Whether it's you monks from Youzhou who are reluctant to leave, or monks like them who were once slaves and are now part of Youzhou, they are the backbone of my Youzhou."
"Have you ever seen people who dislike each other's backbones? No! The reason why a person can stand up straight is because the backbones in his body are indispensable. Just like you, if I, the main city of Youzhou, want to save
If we go through a great calamity, I can’t miss any of you backbones!”
After shouting angrily, Zhang Yifeng was silent for a moment, giving these Youzhou monks a buffer time, and then slowly spoke.
"I won't blame those Youzhou monks who left, but from the moment they left, they became cowards, cowards of Youzhou! Only you who are left now are my warriors in Youzhou, and even more so for me.
Warrior of the human race.”
"There are no false feelings between warriors, let alone status. The demon's blade will not care about your status! The slavery system in Youzhou has existed for a long time, and I know that it is impossible to eliminate the barriers between you all at once.
, but people are people, no matter what other places are like, from now on, no one in our main city of Youzhou will be a slave!"
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the entire square fell silent. After a long time, an old man holding a cane walked out of the crowd tremblingly.
"What the city lord said is deeply rooted in my heart. Our human race is indeed much worse than the demon race, but the most important thing we lack compared to the demon race is our courage as a human being!"
"courage!"
With the first one taking the lead, all the remaining Youzhou monks raised their hands and shouted angrily to the sky.
Looking at the excited Youzhou monks, Zhang Yifeng nodded. He could feel the countless power of faith rushing toward him after his words.
Obviously, Zhang Yifeng's words just now really inspired these remaining Youzhou monks.
Transferring the power of faith that was pouring into his body to Jin, Zhang Yifeng showed a look of relief on his face.
"In every battle that follows, I will take the lead because I am the Lord of Youzhou City! As the Lord of the City, this is the only guarantee I can make. I cannot guarantee that you will all survive, but your achievements will always be remembered by me.
learn by heart!"
Zhang Yifeng clenched his fist and raised it high, shouting loudly to the monks below.
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng glanced at the young man in silver armor. The young general in silver armor immediately understood and took out a thick notebook from the storage ring.
This is the roster that Zhang Yifeng ordered Young General Shining Armor to prepare on his way here. He wanted to record everyone who participated in this battle.
In this way, no matter how many people died, Zhang Yifeng could remember their achievements in his heart and build a monument for them in the city to remember their achievements.
The excited Youzhou monks took the booklet handed over by the young man in silver armor one by one, biting their fingers and wrote their names on it.
In this way, all the remaining monks in the main city of Youzhou were completely united under Zhang Yifeng's encouragement.
Finally, a roster containing more than 40,000 people was handed to Zhang Yifeng.
Feeling the weight in his hands, Zhang Yifeng fell silent. He didn't know what to say for a while.
When these people wrote their names on the roster, they knew what they would face, and they still wrote their names.
Zhang Yifeng had nothing to say about this, he just held the roster with both hands and bent deeply towards the more than 40,000 monks below.
Straightening up, Zhang Yifeng raised the roster in his hand. This was the hope of the main city of Youzhou.
"Now, this conference has come to an end, but our human race will never end. Even if we lose this battle, we will still be remembered by the people of Lingyue Continent. Remember that there are more than 40,000 monks in the main city of Youzhou.
Fight to the death, the spirit of the human race will never go out of style!"
Putting the roster into the storage ring, Zhang Yifeng stood in silence for a long time on the high platform, looking at the longing looks in the eyes of the monks below, and felt certain in his heart.
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yifeng said the words that all the monks were waiting for.
"Let's go to war!"
With an angry shout, Zhang Yifeng's hand appeared with a sky-splitting mark, and he slashed a jet-black sword energy towards the sky.
After hearing what he wanted to hear most at this time from Zhang Yifeng, all the monks in the square showed excitement on their faces, and one by one they took out their magic weapons and pointed them at the demon army in the distance.
Such a sudden change made the young man in silver armor beside him look cold, and he hurriedly ran to Zhang Yifeng to stop Zhang Yifeng.
Now that the public sentiment has just been settled, it is really not appropriate to attack now.
"Don't worry, I won't let a Youzhou monk die in front of me in this battle!"
Putting down the Sky-Splitting Mark, Zhang Yifeng looked at the young man in silver armor beside him and nodded vigorously.
"Set off!"
With an angry shout, Zhang Yifeng pointed his sword at the demon army. Immediately, all the more than 40,000 Youzhou monks present flew up and rushed towards the demon army outside the city.
Zhang Yifeng takes the lead, and as the saying goes, his words must be deeded. What Zhang Yifeng says will definitely come true, and he will be at the forefront.
"Master Zhang, handsome!"
Kong Ming, who was standing in the audience watching Zhang Yifeng scold Fang Qiu, jumped up excitedly and shouted, then flew up and chased Zhang Yifeng, his eyes filled with excitement.
Kong Ling also looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock. What Zhang Yifeng said just now was really inspiring.
Even a person like Kong Ling, who usually values calmness, was inspired by Zhang Yifeng and his whole body was filled with blood.
"Kong Ming, wait for me, don't rush in!"
Kong Ling flew up and hurriedly chased Kong Ming.
Yuan Ling on the side didn't care about this. As a monster, he had no sense of belonging to what Zhang Yifeng said.
However, this did not prevent him from having blood all over his body. With a ferocious smile, Yuan Ling flew up and followed Zhang Yifeng, so that he could kill a few more demons.
Tens of thousands of figures flew up, covering the sky and rushing towards the demon army in the distance.
At this time, in the camp of the demon army, the only remaining demon leader smashed the table in front of him with one punch.
"Damn it, damn it! A mere Youzhou main city without a city lord can actually delay us here. If this matter reaches the ears of the demon army, do you know what kind of punishment I will receive!"
With a roar, the demon leader's demonic energy overflowed from his body, and the demons in the room suddenly felt a suffocating feeling.
"Sir, don't worry, sir. I saw the main city of Youzhou lit up with auras of spiritual light. It seems that many monks from Youzhou have already used teleportation arrays to escape when they saw that the situation was bad. Not to mention that the army of my demon clan is still coming.
Assemble, it won’t take long for the army to gather, and we will definitely be able to capture the main city of Youzhou."
A cunning-looking demon hurriedly spoke, not forgetting to smile at the demon leader after he finished speaking.