Despite his advanced age, the God of War still has a fiery temper, no less than that of a young man, and when he curses, he spews spittle everywhere.
Zhao Tianding was severely scolded.
In front of the God of War, he didn't dare to put on airs like a god-king.
"Today I am here to personally confer the title upon Ye Feng. He fully deserves the title of 'Peerless Hero of the Nation'."
"Anyone who dares to object is going against me!"
Situ Zhantian made the final decision.
Zhao Tianding was powerless to change the situation. He gave Ye Feng a cold glance and led his men away in a sorry state.
The God of War is the soul and spirit of the millions of troops in the Great Xia Dynasty, holding a pivotal position and deep roots.
Even the current emperor has to show him respect.
He is the guardian deity of the nation, someone you simply cannot afford to offend.
Not content with cursing the heavens and the earth, Situ Zhantian then turned his attention to Statham and the leaders of the Twelve Nations Martial Arts Alliance.
“I’m telling you, the Great Xia is no longer the Great Xia of a hundred years ago. The era when it was at the mercy of foreign powers is gone forever.”
"If you still dare to dream of invading the territory of Great Xia and harming the people of Great Xia, I will fight you to the death!"
"The men of our Great Xia will fight to the death!"
The soldiers were resolute and indomitable, their voices powerful and resounding.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder a hundred years ago.
Countless comrades-in-arms, one after another, sacrificed their own bodies to block the swords and bullets of the foreign powers.
Many of these children, barely teenagers, disregarded their own lives and resolutely rushed to the front lines to defend their country.
Green hills everywhere bury loyal bones; why must they be wrapped in horsehide to return home?
Unbeknownst to him, the God of War's eyes welled up with tears.
Everyone present was infected by his emotions, and they all rolled up their sleeves and passionately declared war.
"To be loyal to the country!"
"We swear to fight to the death!"
Statham and his companions, like rats in the street, slunk away.
"Stop right there, I told you to leave."
Situ Zhantian snorted coldly, his imposing aura like a vast ocean, as if a battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood was pressing down, with billowing smoke rising everywhere, making it hard for anyone to breathe...
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