The flames shot straight up into the sky, casting a dark red shadow on the clouds.
Quan Ji suddenly had a very bad feeling.
"The Holy Glory Empire's Holy Glory Army, with 30,000 troops, has arrived to reinforce! Open the city gates!"
However... no one responded.
Fang Bading stepped forward and said, "Miss, why don't we just smash it open?"
He didn't try to guess what was going on, but the intended meaning had already been conveyed.
Quan Ji nodded in a deep voice: "Mm."
Click click click—
Just as they were about to smash open the city gate, it suddenly opened.
They were two severely wounded soldiers, standing on the banner of the Fire Archer Empire, covered in blood, their eyes filled with despair and tears.
"You... have finally arrived... Fengyuan City has been breached..."
"We'll play dead...and pull down their flag to avenge us..."
"..."
After saying those words, the two collapsed, seemingly using their last bit of strength to stay afloat.
He feigned death to pull down the enemy's flag, thus preserving the last vestiges of Shengyao's dignity.
The expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly.
Fengyuan City has been breached?!
Quan Ji's expression was solemn. She stepped forward, broke the military flag of the Huo Yi Empire, and checked the breathing of the two people.
"Dead."
This sound caused the atmosphere in the Holy Glory Army to become increasingly somber.
Suddenly, they looked up and the scene before them was unforgettable.
The flames burned in every corner of the city, where corpses lay strewn everywhere. Many people lay on the ground or hung on the walls, some dressed in cloth, others in armor, scattered on the ground. The blood of countless people stained the ground red, a horrifying sight.
Everyone felt as if something was blocking their throats, choking and feeling uncomfortable.
The raging fire of Fengyuan City burned in their hearts, causing hatred to grow ever stronger.
This is a collective tragedy for the entire nation.
Then, Kwon Ji saw a familiar-looking little girl.
She walked up, the sound of metal clashing against metal echoing as her armor scraped together.
She walked up to the little girl.
The little girl's body lay on the ground, her blood soaking through her not-so-luxurious light-colored clothes.
She looks...only four or five years old.
Her delicate and lovely face was deathly pale, filled with fear.
She held a blood-stained, half-cut apple in front of her chest.
Depression, grief.
The blood was a glaringly red, so red that it could instantly unleash the anger buried deep in one's heart.
Le Jia.
The little girl who gave Quan Ji the apple just two days ago cleverly wished Quan Ji "peace and safety".
However, she did not find peace.
Quan Ji's face darkened, and she felt as if something had stabbed her heart.
Those lying on this land are all her people.
"Sorry we're late."
"May the gods be with you."
Quan Ji's voice carried sorrow, not indifference.
The Holy Glory Army also cried out in sorrow:
"May the gods be with you."
Quan Ji, holding the little girl's body, stood up and handed it to a soldier in the Holy Glory Army.
"Your task is to protect her health."
"Yes, sir!"
Quan Ji's forehead veins bulged as she gritted her teeth and uttered a fierce sentence.
"The sound of the wind tells me that the source of evil points to the east."
"Holy Radiance Army, follow me... and annihilate the Fire Archer Army!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Quan Ji roared, "Kill!!!"
At this moment, the hearts of the entire Shengyao Army were tightly bound together.
Although they are not related by blood, they grew up on the same land, took root, and sprouted.
They rode on horseback, their swords gleaming coldly, as 30,000 men charged eastward, amidst the billowing smoke of battle.
As they left, those who had successfully survived and were hiding in various corners of Fengyuan City emerged with tears in their eyes and performed a traditional courtesy.
"May the gods be with you."
"We must... avenge our family!"
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