On the second day after Zhang Xing left, an urgent report came from the frontlines. The Niucor Alliance had suddenly started marching and were less than 15 kilometers away from Wan Wu.
While Emperor Peters was discussing countermeasures with a group of elders, he received a condemnation letter from Emperor Gebre of Niucor.
"Wan Wu has ignored Emperor Gebre's imperial edict. Not only did you not put up a wanted poster of Zhang Xing, you even protected him …"
"You have three days to escort Zhang Xing to the frontlines and hand him over to my army. Otherwise, my million-strong army will enter your country and personally capture Bandit Zhang Xing."
Emperor Gebre's crimson jade seal was inscribed on the letter.
Smack!
Emperor Peters threw the document to the ground and stomped on it with his foot.
"Hmph!
If you want to fight, let's fight. Why use Zhang Xing as an excuse? "
"Organize your troops as fast as you can. We'll go to his aid tomorrow!"
Emperor Peters' face was red. After being reprimanded by Gebre twice in a row, the anger in his heart had reached its peak.
No matter what kind of troops Zhang Xing had, he still had to make preparations.
Zhang Xing said they would meet in three days, and Gebre said they would attack in three days. Then, they would wait for three days to see the results. Hopefully, Zhang Xing wouldn't disappoint everyone!
Once Emperor Peters gave the order, the three major clans, dozens of first-rate clans, and the various large guilds sent people and money.
In a single day, they gathered an army of around two hundred thousand warriors and mages.
This wasn't much to Niucor, but their destructive power couldn't be underestimated.
Although these people hadn't killed enemies on the battlefield before, they were all elites of their clans. They couldn't be compared to a hundred, but they could easily take on a few dozen.
However, their biggest problem was their sectarian bias. The prodigies of the three major clans had their own conflicts, and the disciples of the dozens of first-rate clans were also arrogant. They all felt that they were the pride of the empire.
Thus, when facing an army of a million, they couldn't form a cohesive unit and display their greatest destructive power.
Beadles and the various clan leaders had no other choice. At this time, it was already too late to call in the troops of the vassal states. The 300,000 imperial guards of the City of Ten Thousand Martial had to defend the city, so they could only take one step at a time.
The next day, the troops set out. After two days of rushing without sleep and rest, they finally arrived at the front line on the evening of the third day.
The 100,000 soldiers on guard only felt a slight sense of comfort in their hearts. The cheers of welcome were sparse. Obviously, they were not optimistic about these 200,000 reinforcements.
On the morning of the fourth day, Nucor's army pressed in. The distance between the two sides was only a thousand meters.
One side was in high spirits, while the other side was gloomy.
However, all the soldiers of the Wan Wu Country were prepared to fight to the death. No one wanted to die, but they had to die. Behind them was their home, their wives, their children, and their parents. They had to fight!
"Du …"
The allied forces of Nucor blew the horn to signal their attack. Their hundreds of thousands of slaves were driven out and swarmed towards the Wan Wu Country's position. They were going to … die!
The regular troops behind him marched in neat steps, forming a straight line as they followed closely behind.
The first row in the air was made up of 100,000 soldiers riding on Griffins. The second row was made up of 50,000 Mages riding on Zephyr Birds. They had already completed the first wave of incantations and were ready to release large-scale dazzling magic at any time.
The remaining 700,000 plus soldiers were on standby, and above their heads were a hundred Level Five Wyverns.
There were also 100 Rank 5 Wyverns on the ground. The Dragon Warriors on their backs looked at the other side coldly and disdainfully.
"Dong dong dong!"
The Wan Wu Country also beat their war drums. All the soldiers let out a deafening roar. "Fight!
Fight!
Fight! "