Xuanyuan Zhen, facing Chatham's provocation, only faintly replied, "I heard you people always liked to surrender. With just you lot, you think you're worthy to fight against me, the undefeated Huaxia?"
He turned around and looked at the three million warriors behind him.
"Warriors, many people say that in this national war we've encountered unfair treatment, but what I want to say is, on the battlefield, there is no such thing as fairness."
"Guarding the national flag is our duty. No matter how many opponents we face, no matter how much unfairness we face, we have never shirked this duty!"
"It can almost be said for certain, the result of this national war concerns the rise and fall of Huaxia. And we—are the last line of defense to guard Huaxia."
"Today, I, Xuanyuan Zhen, swear beneath the national flag, that unless all three million sons and daughters of Huaxia perish in battle, otherwise, Huaxia will not fall, the flag will not fall!"
Millions shouted in unison, "Huaxia will not fall, the flag will not fall!"
Chatham slightly narrowed his eyes. Was this really an army covered in scars, without any battle soul?
Xuanyuan Zhen took the lead, charging with the Huaxia army toward the F Nation army.
Both sides exploded into all-out war!
The main professions of F Nation were level four Martial Masters of the Fighter class, with extremely strong individual combat ability.
Some Martial Masters could unleash exquisite kicking techniques that formed whirlwinds, carrying deadly power not to be underestimated.
The F Nation's National Soul boost reached 6.18%, and also increased movement speed. In battle, speed boosts were extremely crucial—able to attack or retreat, evade or pursue, greatly enhancing F Nation players' combat power.
Facing the fully boosted F Nation army, the already scarred Huaxia million-strong force refused to retreat even half a step, clinging to the red flag with their lives!
The battle had entered a white-hot stage. In Huaxia's major main cities, people were falling dead and disconnecting one after another, the death rate the fastest of all four wars.
This alone showed how fierce the battle was.
At this moment, inside Huaxia's main city, nearly everyone was anxiously staring at the portal between the twin Heaven Dragon leaderboards, as if they could witness the brutality of the battlefield through that glowing gate.
"You must hold on!"
"Don't worry about us, fight with everything you've got!"
They didn't seem to notice that their attributes had already begun to change!
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When Jiang Kai entered the main city from the west gate, he found that even Huaxia City's guards were gone.
Mounts couldn't enter the city, so Jiang Kai tied his white-striped tiger outside the gate, patted its big head, and said, "Thanks, huh. You must be hungry. Here, take this wolf demon corpse to eat."
After extracting the corpse card into an item, Jiang Kai turned and quickly entered Huaxia City.
The moment he entered, he saw countless golden light points scattering into the sky.
Jiang Kai knew very well, this was what happened when players died—but he had never seen such a grand sight.
It was as if the entire Huaxia City was evaporating.
Anything that could threaten players inside the main city couldn't be wild monsters—it could only be the national war!
In the national war, every Huaxia participant was bound to fifty Huaxia players. This scene meant the Huaxia army was enduring an extraordinarily difficult battle at this very moment.
From afar Jiang Kai spotted the glowing gate. He no longer had time to ask how much the National Soul could boost others' attributes. He dashed across the square straight into the gate!
When his figure disappeared inside, only then did people nearby react.
"That person just now was… him? How could he enter the portal? Did my eyes deceive me?"
With so many golden light points flashing, it wasn't impossible to be mistaken.
"I saw it too!" one player shouted excitedly. "Someone really went into the portal!"
"Wasn't it said the portal was already closed? Could it be we captured F Nation's region flag?"
"Impossible. How could F Nation bring the region flag here to attack? Of course they left it back home."
"Then why could that guy enter the portal? I'll try too!" Several people attempted to go in, but were blocked out.
A soldier immediately reported to Luo Ping and the others.
Luo Ping frowned instantly. "Someone went in? You're sure?"
The soldier said, "I really did see a figure. I'm not totally sure, but many others saw it too."
Luo Ping frowned deeply. Could it be a bug?
Impossible! Ghost Star never had bugs.
Wait—they all seemed to have forgotten. There was still one person who could enter the portal!
Realizing this, Luo Ping suddenly stood up. His eyes widened, his voice trembling, "It's him. It must be him!"
"This brat has finally come!"
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The Huaxia army stubbornly resisted, but after three consecutive fierce battles, now facing F Nation's 3.6 million troops, they were exhausted, to say the least.
Xuanyuan Zhen was fiercely dueling Chatham. Both were extremely powerful. Xuanyuan Zhen's Heaven-Shaking Halberd could unleash true qi attacks, but Chatham's leg winds were equally sharp, and he also had attribute and speed boosts.
"Whirlwind Kick!" Chatham struck back with a rear leg kick, unleashing a whirlwind that swept toward Xuanyuan Zhen.
The whirlwind carried strong attack power, but worse—if caught in it, Chatham's follow-up chain of leg strikes could kill Xuanyuan Zhen outright.
Xuanyuan Zhen swept his halberd, unleashing a wave of true qi that clashed with the whirlwind, dispersing it.
Chatham narrowed his eyes slightly. It was said that once Huaxia Martial Disciples obtained true qi, their strength surged. Originally, before level four, Fighters were stronger than Martial Disciples. But now this National Scholar was no weaker than a Martial Master—perhaps even surpassing!
"Kid, stop struggling. Look at your men—dying one after another, wounded all over. As a commander, you're really unfit!"
"Huaxia will be the first country destroyed!"
"In your dreams!" Xuanyuan Zhen charged again with his halberd.
Around them, Huaxia and F Nation players clashed fiercely.
Martial Disciples who could unleash true qi attacks were still few, but Martial Masters who could kick up leg winds were more numerous.
Now Huaxia mostly relied on its few powerhouses to hold down more opponents.
But when Huaxia experts faced F Nation's high mobility, killing them became extremely difficult.
On the other side, F Nation's experts, fighting Huaxia's wounded players, were like fish in water.
"Cold Wind Raid!" A Martial Master suddenly spun and kicked, ambushing a Huaxia Soldier King, sweeping him up, then instantly dashed forward, leaping high, "Old Shoe Step!"
He brought a chopping kick down hard on the Soldier King's skull, blasting him to the ground!
The Soldier King hit the ground, spitting blood, eyes rolling white, then burst into light.
"Heh, in front of Savate kickboxing, your Huaxia martial arts are nothing but trash!"
With that, he turned his gaze toward the red flag behind the Huaxia army.
"With just you lot, you think you can stop me?" He dashed through the crowd, straight for the flag.
Huaxia players blocked him again and again, but F Nation comrades dragged them off immediately.
"Peter, I'll handle this one, you go take the flag!"
"Let these yellow monkeys taste despair!"
With his comrades so cooperative, Peter nodded, broke through the defenses, and charged for the Huaxia flag.
Just as he reached a hundred meters from it, suddenly several figures rushed out to block him—Zhao Tiequan, Zhang Xuan, and Xia Hua!
Seeing them, Peter immediately felt they wouldn't be easy opponents.
But at that instant, a shadow flashed past Peter with speed too fast for the naked eye. In a blink, he was already behind the three.
As soon as he landed, Zhao Tiequan and the other two were suddenly transferred five hundred meters away!
The figure stood there, turned back, and smiled at Peter. "Hey, Peter, I'll leave you the credit."
Peter looked in shock. "Willis? You bastard, if you'd acted sooner this would've been over already!"
This was none other than Willis the Mailman, who had appeared in the Global Tournament. Now he was already level four.
As for his fourth-level profession, almost no one knew.
Willis shook his head with a smile. "I've been waiting for that guy. But looks like I won't get the chance to meet him. A bit of a pity."
Peter sneered. "I heard that guy got set up. Honestly, for us to take Huaxia's flag, we really have to thank those Huaxia traitors, hahahaha."
He spat. "Every country has traitors. Selfish, profit-seeking scum."
"Speaking of profit-seekers," Peter said as he passed Willis, "that guy you were waiting for—isn't he one too?"
"Enough talk. Block those three for me. The flag's mine!"
"Go."
Zhao Tiequan and the others were bewildered, not knowing what had just happened or why they'd suddenly been moved here.
But when they saw Peter heading for the flag, their hearts sank.
Countless Huaxia players, ignoring the enemies around them, eyes bloodshot, all charged at Peter.
Facing the desperate counterattack of nearly a thousand, Willis sighed softly. "The rage of the weak is meaningless. Let me give you all a little trip to ease this disappointment."
"Express Delivery!"
Before him, an invisible door formed. It suddenly pushed forward, transporting all the Huaxia players back two or three hundred meters!
Willis looked at the stunned faces calmly. "You should be grateful I'm not fond of killing. Otherwise what I'd give you wouldn't be express delivery."
"I'd send you to hell!"
Peter didn't even look back. He completely trusted Willis.
This guy had only recently risen, but without a doubt, he was Ghost Star's biggest bug.
Thankfully, he was an F Nation player!
"As enemies of F Nation, you only have one road—defeat!" Peter sneered coldly, stepping before the Huaxia flag.
As he raised his hand to grasp the flagpole, suddenly, a hundred meters behind the flag, space split open into a huge glowing gate.
From within, a figure shot out.
With just one glance at the battlefield, his eyes locked on the foreigner nearest the flag.
Then he roared, "Who gave you the courage to touch Huaxia's flag!"
"Battle Leap!"
The figure shot forward like a cannonball, landing beside the flag.
The instant he hit the ground, Peter felt the earth quake violently under him, and his whole body was thrown helplessly into the air.
Even as he was flung upward, he tried to reach out for the flag.
But in that moment, several black shadows blasted out from the newcomer's hand, piercing straight through Peter's body!
In an instant, this top-tier level four expert of F Nation, at less than a meter from the Huaxia flag, was killed on the spot!
Millions witnessed this unbelievable scene with their own eyes.
F Nation players cried out, "That—that guy, who is he?"
And Huaxia players, at that instant, felt a power ignite inside them.
The moment that man appeared, every Huaxia soldier was suddenly granted a new state.
Huaxia National Soul: All attributes +16.24%, Critical rate +16.24%!
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