"Ah—!"
Ji Ning screamed in agony, his voice piercing through the gloomy sky.
Ling Xiao's hands were tightly clenched, with blood seeping out from between his fingers.
The roaring of the war wolves finally ceased, and over twenty thousand soldiers of the Northern Desert Army had all arrived at the square.
Every face was filled with grief and reluctance.
Their clothes were tattered.
Their armor was covered in the enemy's fresh blood.
Yet, their beloved General Lu Chenlong, had been brutally murdered.
Right within the Imperial City of this nation.
Right where the Emperor resided!
Soon, the stationed troops of the Imperial City also began to move, hundreds of thousands of troops surrounding the over twenty thousand Northern Desert Army soldiers and the Scorpion Tribe warriors.
The city gates were tightly closed.
The common people, trembling with fear, hid inside their houses peering out.
Could it be that the Imperial City was ultimately going to start a fierce battle?
