"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
I can't remember how many times the drums have been beaten.
Huan Tianyuan gritted his teeth, crawled out from the military tent, donned his armor, took his spear, and marched to battle.
However, this time, there weren't many people left in Vessel City.
Three thousand? Five thousand? No more than that.
All those Generals, Captains, Commanders, none of them are in sight, whether they fled or already died, nobody knew.
But it doesn't matter, after so many times, one gets used to it.
Huan Tianyuan ascended the Commanding Platform, gripping the Green Phoenix Banner. Naturally, a crowd of armored soldiers, as numb and expressionless as he was, silently gathered around.
"Comrades,
we do not fight for the King,
we do not fight for the Immortal Palace!
We fight only for the peace of the world,
we fight only for our homeland behind us.
With the banner, the city stands; without the banner, we die!
To battle!"
