Five thousand Highlander warriors, three hundred mercenaries.
Ji Xinghuo looked at each Highlander, fully armed and mounted on six-legged horses, their eyes blood-red. The troops had long spears raised vertically, Red Emperor Flags with red backgrounds and black patterns fluttering atop them, and a bloodthirsty aura gathered, sending a scarlet smoke straight into the clouds.
"Burn my flesh, sacrifice for the Red Emperor!" He Yan shouted loudly.
"Burn my flesh, sacrifice for the Red Emperor!"
Five thousand Highlander warriors roared in unison, and the Red Flame Star in the sky seemed closer.
Everywhere in Blood Fury Castle, the Red Emperor's Emblems had been activated, glimmering faint red light. The blood on the emblems turned vivid, exuding a scent of blood.
"Move out!"
He Yan led the charge out of the military camp, running along the streets of Blood Fury Castle, passing through the stone gate walls, leading the army westward.
