Beastmaster

Chapter 655: It’s all because of Ming Mansion

At the border of the sky, it has never been as lively as it is today.

It can be said that there were huge crowds of people, and everyone had a murderous look on their face.

King Yi has spent a lot of money this time. He has allowed the rebels and the border to go unchecked for so many years and has never paid much attention to them. But now, compared to such fun, he wants to capture some people from Ming Mansion and bring them back.

At this time, a fat man, who was at the head of the crowd, had a sinister smile on his face.

“Haha, whether it’s Ming Mansion or the mask, today I want you to see your grandfather’s abilities!”

There are thousands of foreign troops standing behind this fat man. Facing the border ahead, if the army passes through, it will be like a wildfire, and no grass will grow wherever it passes!

Among the crowd, two groups of people were hesitating.

The two teams were Wan Ji and Anyu disguised as Xue Mo and Xue Sha. They stared at the fat man's back, gritting their teeth and hating him for being alive!

"Let's go! Leave no one alive!" The fat man suddenly waved his hand and shouted to the army behind him.

With a sound of "yes!", the army set out!

No matter how upset An Wu and Wan Ji were at this moment, they couldn't turn the tide of the battle by themselves...

Now, the minimum number of people in the foreign country who are guaranteed to have is ten intermediate-level gods and a late-stage intermediate god like this fat man.

As for Dark Mist and Wan Ji, they were only two late-stage intermediate gods. They seemed unable to stop the destruction of the border with their own strength...

In fact, everyone in Ming Mansion is feeling guilty now, and each of them is trying to find a solution, even though they appear calm at this moment.

After all, it was because of the news from Ming Mansion that things became like this.

They really didn't expect that the news of Ming Mansion would be exposed because of the masks and flags, and they would eventually release their anger on the border.

As the army approached, some people in the rebel ranks had already discovered this.

The news continued to spread among the rebels. Some rebels chose to retreat, while others decided to face the challenge head-on.

This is the first time that the rebels have gathered together in many years. They are discussing what to do this time.

There are thousands of people here. At first glance, the number of rebels is really small, and most of them are lower-level gods, especially those in the middle stage of lower-level gods.

Such a battle is almost certain to be a failure, there is no chance of winning at all!

"Don't leave! We will fight! Regardless of your identity as a rebel or as a member of the Sky! Have you all forgotten how the Ming Mansion and the Order Sect were destroyed back then?!"

"Can't you see clearly? With our ability, the ability of the rebels, when can we truly face foreign countries and foreign kings?! We are just afraid of death! We are just trying to survive here! Are you worthy of every life that Ming Mansion and Order Sect sacrificed for our entire world?"

“Haha, Ming Mansion? Order Sect? If they hadn’t thought highly of themselves back then, if the Order Sect had killed the foreign king before he broke through, how could we have ended up in this situation?! If Ming Mansion hadn’t insisted on its own way back then, how could we have fallen to this point!”

One voice, one thought after another came out of everyone's mouth.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowards! If you want to fight against foreigners, follow me!" said an old man who looked the oldest.

The old man had a hunched back and coughed from time to time.

"I'll go with you!"

"Me too!"

As the old man raised the flag, one after another, people with blood on their faces and an unwillingness to admit defeat responded.

And some people still stood there with an apologetic look on their faces.

These people obviously don't want to die. After all, they have worked hard to cultivate to the god level. Who would be willing to die?

"Haha, good! Soldiers! Follow me to the battle! Defeat the enemy who wants to trample on our last homeland!"

With the old man's final shout, everyone followed him, ready to go!

Their eyes were full of confidence, not the confidence of victory, but the confidence of death.

None of them would flee from the battlefield. They chose to fight to the last moment, even if they died! They would do everything they could to kill as many foreign believers as possible!

This news spread like the wind to every corner of the border.

Luo Yunchuan also learned the news at this time. Like Fang Tiankuo, he went to the market at a fixed time to buy some resources.

But just yesterday, he heard the news.

At this moment, he was sitting at the door of the room, looking at Lei Yi who was still making a breakthrough in the room.

Luo Yunchuan gave a bitter smile, then raised the jar of wine he bought at the market yesterday and gulped down a big gulp of wine.

The wine dripped from the corner of his mouth onto his clothes and fell to the ground.

"Brother, I may not be able to continue protecting you. Now these innocent people on the border are in great danger because of the news from Ming Mansion. I have to go to help them. Haha, maybe I won't be able to drink with you anymore."

Luo Yunchuan's eyes revealed nostalgia and reluctance. With a stiff smile on his face, he finally looked at Lei Yi in the room.

After a gust of breeze, there was no one left where Luo Yunchuan had been sitting before, but in that place, there was a jar of wine that had not been emptied.

"Spread out and patrol! Don't miss any corner! I don't want any breath other than that of a foreign country to be breathing here after today!"

The fat man's face revealed madness, as if it was because of the hatred that the Sword Sect had for the Ming Mansion in the past, or the hatred for having his own flag defeated by the Ming Mansion.

All these hatreds mixed together made this man crazy.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with murderous intent, and a sinister and weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As the fat man's voice fell, the footsteps behind him suddenly became chaotic and heavier.

The ten leaders behind him each led their own teams and rushed in one direction.

The scene was like a swarm of locusts, leaving behind dry bones wherever it passed!

"set off!"

At the same time, the old man also issued orders to the rebel soldiers.

In this way, the two sides gradually approached each other without knowing it.

The people from Ming Mansion are the fastest because they have to detour to the side from their own direction!

They hope that through their speed, more people can escape quickly and more lives can be saved today!

There were tears in Wan Ji's eyes. He knew that today's situation was all because of Ming Mansion.

Jing Mo Ning and Yan Yu Xiao were also among them, in Wan Ji's team.

The mother and daughter also shed tears of guilt and self-blame, including Gong Xinghui and Lu Yuanming.