Peng Sanlang, who had fainted, was awakened by a piercing pain.
"Ah!" He screamed in agony when he woke up, feeling as if thousands of silver needles were piercing all the wounds on his body.
“Ask him if there are any more supplies being transported from the Great Zhou. How many Great Zhou soldiers have come to the west this time?” Agil said to the soldier.
Agil has been unable to ascertain the enemy's troop strength because of the variable that is the Great Zhou.
If it were just Gozsarin and the Quicksand Alliance, she could estimate the number, but with the addition of the Great Zhou, she couldn't be sure.
I dare not think too much, nor dare I think too little.
Both she and Yunhaiwang wanted to survive this battle; neither of them wanted to leave the land they had lived on for decades to live in a strange, unknown, and risky place.
The soldier asked, but Peng Sanlang seemed not to hear him and just kept screaming.
This was the greatest physical pain he had ever experienced in his life, the most he had ever felt before.
Agil raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Tell him that the Quicksand army is just outside the city. If he tells me, I can spare his life and send him to the Quicksand army. As long as he cooperates with me."
The soldier asked Agil's question.
Peng Sanlang looked up at Ajir and laughed. Because of the many wounds on his face, his face was covered in blood. When he opened his mouth, blood flowed into his mouth, making him look very gruesome.
He laughed arrogantly: "There are millions of men in my Great Zhou Dynasty. Soon, we will crush your Yunhai."
The soldier translated in a low voice.
Ajir stepped forward and kicked Peng Sanlang's jaw off.
"Pfft!" Peng Sanlang spat out a mouthful of blood.
Agil stepped aside to avoid getting blood on himself.
"Beat him! Leave him with a breath, just a breath!" Agil said, then turned and left the dungeon.
In the dungeon, Peng Sanlang was beaten unconscious several times, but was always woken up by others.
His entire body was covered in wounds, and he was in excruciating pain.
After leaving the dungeon, Agil rested at the city lord's mansion for a while. Once he got up, he put on his equipment, called his men, and dispatched a squad of a thousand men to the south gate.
The Sandstorm Army did not launch another attack, but the city gates remained tightly shut.
“Your Highness, you’ve brought so few people, I’m afraid…” Agil’s subordinate tried to persuade her to bring more people, but she interrupted him.
"I'm just going to deliver an invitation. To invite Princess Liusha and the Prince to watch a play!" Agil smiled.
Gu Xin was very surprised when she heard from her subordinates that the Seventh Princess of Yunhai had led her army out of the city.
Just as she was about to send someone to call back Peng Ze and the others who had already set off, someone else came over with an arrow.
There was a note tied to the arrow, and Gu Xin opened it to read it.
Dugu Xin, come to the gates of my Giant Stone City tomorrow at dawn to see what's happening. Bring your Great Zhou soldiers and see the general of the Peng family of Great Zhou.
Gu Xin was taken aback.
"Where is Agil?" Gu Xin asked.
"Your Highness, Princess Yunhai returned after shooting the arrow. She didn't bring many people with her, probably because she was afraid of being captured by us," the messenger reported.
"What's wrong?" At this moment, Cheng Huaijin, who was training his troops, rushed over after hearing the news.
Gu Xin showed him the note.
After reading it, Cheng Huaijin frowned: "This Young Master Peng is probably in grave danger."
Gu Xin was about to rush out when Cheng Huaijin stopped her: "What are you going to do?"
Gu Xin shook off Cheng Huaijin: "Brother, you said he's in grave danger, so I'll seize any chance to save him!"
Cheng Huaijin held Gu Xin tightly: "Calm down. Ajir is just trying to lure us into attacking!"
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