"What!"
Upon hearing this, many more nobles and dignitaries lost their composure.
That was the only Martial King of the human race, and the only hope in the hearts of many kings and nobles who could possibly resist that mysterious Witch Emperor.
Shen Qian was not surprised at all; it would be a miracle if King Zhou Yi were really willing to risk his life for the human race.
"Gentlemen!" At this moment, perhaps seeing the growing noise, Wu Wei raised his voice and said, "There is no need to disrupt the morale of the army. Although the Witch Clan has launched a large-scale invasion, as far as I know, the Witch Emperor has not yet fully recovered!"
"How do you know?" The hall had quieted down considerably, and a prince asked with a frown.
"Because the Wu tribe only began to invade after King Zhou Yi abandoned the coast, it shows that the Wu tribe did not have the courage to face a King Wu."
Wu Wei calmly analyzed, "The Witch King's strength is greater than that of King Zhou Yi. If he were already unrestricted, he wouldn't have had to wait until now!"
Upon hearing this, everyone calmed down, especially since they realized that the Witch Emperor was not just one of those kings and nobles who were slightly stronger than King Zhouyi, and they all understood the key point.
"So how should we deal with this now? Does the minister have any plans?" Yun Tianbo, who had dealt with Shen Qian in Jingcheng before, asked.
"I originally thought the Witch Clan would directly attack Shanghai, but strangely, they bypassed the Shanghai war zone and instead lingered near several other coastal B-level cities, I wonder what they are waiting for."
Wu Wei said in a deep voice, "They may be waiting for the Witch Emperor to fully recover, or they may be secretly colluding with all races. In any case, since they are waiting, we cannot wait. Therefore, my suggestion is..."
"Take the initiative and seek a decisive battle with the Witch Clan!"
A brief silence fell over the council chamber, then the Earl of Pingyang was the first to rise and agree, "Then let's fight!"
"war!"
"war!"
Marquis of Qingcheng, Marquis of Yidao, Marquis of Wuding... more and more kings and marquises spoke up, their tone not heavy, but very firm.
Just as Chen Qian was also affected by the solemn yet passionate atmosphere and was about to speak up and cast his vote, Yan Shan Gong Han Chi, who was opposite him, suddenly sighed and said in a low voice, "Haven't the blood of my human race been shed enough?"
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