Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

His thoughts were like turbulent waves, but soon he regained his composure.

This situation was beyond his imagination. He didn't want to wield a knife against a group of unarmed civilians, but...

The situation is pressing and we have no choice but to act.

After making up his mind, he bowed to the city wall and shouted loudly: "The regent is still as elegant as ever. I am ashamed of myself. It's not that I don't remember the old friendship, but it's you who should never have shot the prince!"

After he finished shouting, everyone on and under the city wall fell into an eerie silence.

Song Xiaotian saw the look in his granddaughter's eyes when she looked at him. Although there was some surprise in her eyes, it was fleeting and she returned to her calm. She did not have the exaggerated reaction of other people who heard the news. As expected, she was worthy of being a descendant of the Song family and was mentally very strong!

He coughed awkwardly twice and was about to say something.

The Duke of Zhenguo's voice had been heard from the bottom of the city wall, "All soldiers, listen up! Follow this Duke and charge in to avenge His Highness!"

Although he had never defeated the regent in martial arts, he now had tens of thousands of elite soldiers behind him. How could he not flatten a small mountain village?

That’s a joke!

The soldiers came back to their senses from the shock just now, their eyes flashed with ferocity, they responded loudly, and drew their weapons. Their momentum should not be underestimated.

A cold snort came from the city wall.

"You old man are still so stubborn. I gave you some advice out of kindness, but you didn't appreciate it! My granddaughter is no ordinary person. When the time comes, I will beat you and these soldiers into a pulp. Don't blame me for not saying it out loud!"

The Duke of Zhenguo also snorted coldly, his eyes almost rolling to the sky. Isn't it obvious who is strong and who is weak?

The hero is old, when did he become so talkative?

He didn't want to argue any more, as who knew if the other party was stalling for time or making secret arrangements.

Unable to be led by the other party, the Duke of Zhenguo raised his arms high.

As long as he gives the order, the army behind him will attack unstoppably...

Song Xiaotian shook his head and smiled at Song Jixiang, "Girl, for the sake of grandfather, please spare the old man's life and let him suffer a little. Also, those soldiers..."

"I know, I know. You are so slow-witted. If you had the time to talk, our village would have taken them down long ago."

The two men did not try to lower their voices, and many soldiers under the city wall could hear them. After all, they were all martial artists, so it would be difficult for them not to hear them.

snort!

……

He was filled with disdain. He would capture this girl alive and let her know that there are some things that cannot be said carelessly...

woohoo-

Before they could make any move, a group of unknown creatures flew out from the city wall, making a low roar that could not be ignored.

"What kind of monster is this?" Some soldiers couldn't help but exclaim.

There were many people who had the same question as him, and they inevitably had an instinctive fear of unknown creatures. If it were not for the military order, many people might have gathered together and discussed loudly.

When those "monsters" stopped in mid-air and were completely in their sight, they could see clearly what they were...

Although I saw it clearly, it took me a while for my mind to come to its senses.

How to describe what you see?

rack your brains.

Someone shouted, "Look, don't they look like the flying magic weapons described in the storybooks that only the immortals have?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I think!"

"Oh my God, oh my God, I actually saw the immortal things while I was still alive, I must be dreaming!" After saying that, he pinched his arm. The real pain reminded him all the time that everything he saw was happening in the present.

"…I'm not dreaming, I'm not dreaming, there really are gods in this world, hahahaha…"

The Duke of Zhenguo tightened the reins in his hands to calm the restless horse, cursing in his heart, thinking that he had really underestimated this village. He didn't expect that there was such an unknown thing.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Morale is declining and finally exhausted. If this continues, their army will be demoralized before the other side can make a move, and there will be no point in fighting.

He dodged the flag held by the flag bearer and shouted, "Just some intimidating gadgets. Look at your cowardly looks. Come at me..."