The sun blazed down, yet the soldiers remained nourished by divine dew, maintaining their exemplary military discipline without any disturbance.
Shi Cheng's gaze swept over the soldiers standing solemnly below.
His voice, steady and imbued with undeniable power:
"Comrades, today we point our swords at the Demon Nest, not for personal gain, but to protect the people of Fengdeng City!"
He paused, the lingering mist on his fist condensed into tiny ice crystals:
"Though Chi Li is fierce, it cannot withstand a united front of a thousand. In this battle, some will be wounded, will feel pain, and some may sacrifice."
The ice crystals clattered to the ground, and his voice suddenly rose to a peak:
"But the spine of the Defense Army is never forged by mere survival!
The Celestial Demon may gnaw at flesh and blood, but cannot crush the Martial Arts will!
Now, follow Captain Meng and flatten the Demon Nest, use your battle honors to tell those abominations—"
