"The city is already in chaos."
Gon Lang glanced back!
Zheng Yiming took a deep breath and said coldly, "Men! Suppress the chaos in the city, maintain order!"
"Yes!"
"Surrendering, surrendering is absolutely impossible!"
"Even if the city falls and the royal mansion is lost!"
Zheng Yiming gritted his teeth, spitting out each word, his voice resounding like steel striking stone!
This was not just a matter of personal life and death, it was also about the honor of the Zheng Clan and King Beixuan!
Gon Lang sighed and said nothing more.
A day passed in the blink of an eye!
The next day.
Under Xu Yang's watchful gaze, a protective barrier rose over Beixuan City!
The Barbarian army naturally saw this scene as well, and a stream of messages rapidly entered the command tent!
"Attack!"
Tuoba Hongyu, as if expecting this, calmly gave the order.
The army dispersed.
Then, massive golden crossbow carts lined up in a row!
