"What are you fighting for? Your wives, mothers, and children have all been bombed to death!"
"Hurry back and collect your mothers' bodies!"
"Your wife got bombed!"
...
Inside the human army, some martial artists skilled in the Yangxiang language were yelling at the top of their lungs.
With the help of Qi Blood, each person's voice traveled far and was particularly piercing.
...
"Your wife got bombed!"
"Your mother died!"
"Your property was stolen."
...
After a chaotic shouting, the human army's mockery strangely unified.
Tens of thousands of people shouted, creating overwhelming sound waves.
Even martial artists who didn't understand the Yangxiang language imitated without understanding, at least roughly getting the syllables right.
The alien army was in chaos.
Some emotionally overwhelmed members of the Yangxiang race were already crying bitterly, yearning to bow to their family.
They were bombed.
The well-established city of Jing Niao, inexplicably bombed.
