Zhang Yuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Time is pressing, we need to respond quickly now." Liefeng, you and the Ultimate Hydra Patriarch are in charge of the defense within the Sword City, and the Sword City will be handed over to you for the time being. I will bring the others back as fast as I can, and strengthen our army as much as possible. ”

Lie Feng said: "Okay, I'll leave it to us here, Zhang Yuan, shouldn't I let Wang Daqiang come back." ”

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes flickered, he thought for a while, and said, "Leave these things to me to deal with, everyone take action." Civilians of all ethnic groups withdrew into the interior of the mountains to avoid being affected by the war. We still have three days to go, and this time, it must be that the countries of the Entagri Continent have a new understanding of our Sword City. ”

Zhang Yuan used teleportation magic and immediately rushed to the camp of the Northern Legion of Erathia. After arriving at the tent of the camp of the Northern Army of Erathia, Zhang Yuan saw that Marshal Prince Bolton was holding a meeting with the generals of the Northern Army. Zhang Yuan motioned for everyone to leave first, and he wanted to have a private conversation with Prince Bolton.

The generals of the Northern Army were already convinced by Zhang Yuan, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Zhang Yuan asking for a private discussion with Prince Bolton, so they immediately got up and left, and only Zhang Yuan and Prince Bolton were left in the Nuodi Chamber.

"Zhang Yuan, what's wrong? The barbarians don't move much!" Zhang Yuan said in a deep voice: "Marshal Bolton, I solemnly ask you, in the next three days, no matter what the price is, you must defend the Holy Light City, and you can't let the barbarians capture the next city." ”

Hearing Zhang Yuan say this, Prince Bolton's face also became heavy. He had been in charge of the army for many years and had rich combat experience, so he immediately realized that something was wrong, and he said: "Zhang Yuan, what do you mean by this, do you mean ......?"

Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "The Holy Land has sent troops, and the target is our Sword City." I must immediately bring my troops back to help, this battle is not only about the life and death of Sword City, / but also about the survival of Erathia. If we win, we have a great chance of turning the tables, and if we lose......" His tone gradually increased when he said the last few words.

Prince Bolton gasped, his eyes flashing with anger, and he shouted, "What a holy place, they actually violated the laws formulated by their predecessors in the holy land thousands of years ago. ”

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly and said, "The laws of this world are always formulated by the strong. It's useless to complain, the best thing to do is for us to become the lawmakers ourselves. Marshal, I'll leave this side to you, and I must leave immediately. ”

After saying this, Zhang Yuan saluted Prince Bolton, turned around and walked out, for him, three days and days were extremely urgent, and he still had a lot of things to do.

"Zhang Yuan." Prince Bolton caught up and shouted urgently. Zhang Yuan stopped and turned around and said, "Is there anything else the marshal has to do?"

Prince Bolton said with some difficulty, "How sure are you that you will be able to withstand the attack of the Holy Land?" Zhang Yuan took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and took a new step without looking back.

However, Zhang Yuan said two words that reached the ears of Prince Bolton. "Victory!" The simple four words represent Zhang Yuan's determination and confidence.

Prince Bolton's heart suddenly became hot, and he found that his blood, which had not boiled for many years, was burning again. This is a battle of strength, he suddenly felt that victory or defeat does not seem to matter anymore, as long as he fights hard, even if he loses, what if he loses? It's a big deal, it's just a death.

Out of the Marshal's Mansion, Zhang Yuan hurried back to the Jiancheng military camp, and at this time, the various legions in Jiancheng were ready to go. In front of the portal. Havellon, Fenrilan, and the commanders of the various legions awaited his arrival.

"Zhang Yuan, you can start teleporting, the Dragon Knights are ready, and the other legions are also in the process of reorganizing the army. Can we teleport without asking, can we begin?" Fen Lilan came to Zhang Yuan and quickly reported to him.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "Fen Lilan, I have more important things to leave, and I'll leave it to you here." Haweilon, you take my place, and our magicians are responsible for opening the portal, and teleporting our warriors back to Sword City in batches within three days. If your mana isn't enough, ask the court magician Master Larry to help. ”

Haweilong nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me, within three days, I will definitely send everyone back." ”

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and said: "After returning to Sword City, tell Sù Filla, the Sword City Air Battle Group is under his command, if I haven't come back when the Holy Land army arrives, the battle against the Holy Land will be jointly commanded by him, Lie Feng, and the Ultimate Hydra Patriarch." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan sent a powerful mana into the portal. As soon as the words fell, he had already taken the lead in the portal. The Sword City army began the process of returning to Sword City, and everyone acted quickly to return home as fast as possible.

Zhang Yuan was the first to return to Sword City. He didn't go to the council chamber, but went straight to the golden dragon Kevinilia. The golden dragon Kevinilia was resting in her cave. The dragon's favorite thing besides the golden treasure is to sleep, and she is no exception. Although he is not in a good mood these days, he has no choice.

Many clansmen joined the Sword City, and the greed and murder of the patriarch made her very disappointed in the patriarch of the dragon clan. But when the patriarch was killed, she was somewhat uncomfortable, and as for Zhang Yuan, even he didn't know what it was like.

Let's say hate, he can't hate it at all. However, this guy took the Holy Dragon King to kill so many of his own clansmen, and also enslaved so many clansmen with his soul.

"Golden Dragon Kevinelia." Zhang Yuanfeng's wind-like figure floated into the cave, and almost before the golden dragon Kevinilia could react, he had already come to the golden dragon Kevinilia. The golden dragon Kevinilia was taken aback by him, and when she came to her senses, she said to Zhang Yuan: "Although you are my master, it is still an impolite act to come uninvited, don't you know?"

It doesn't matter what ethnicity. It's not good to be disturbed while sleeping. Zhang Yuan floated in front of the golden dragon Kevinilia and said in a deep voice, "Kevinilia, I need your help. ”

The golden dragon Kevinilia was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "What happened?" Zhang Yuan hesitated slightly, but still told her the news of the imminent attack on the Holy Land.

Listening to Zhang Yuan's words, a wry smile appeared on the face of the Golden Dragon Kevinilia, and she said, "Your Sword City really doesn't have any peaceful days at all. Why do you always provoke great power?"

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, his expression revealed a hint of murderous intent, and he said, "Am I provoking? It's all someone else who has come to provoke us. Okay, I want you 616161616161"

The vanguard army of the Holy City marched towards the Sword City, tens of thousands of gargoyles flew forward, and the Earth Saint Lord Ortust floated quietly in mid-air, looking at the destination in the distance. At his level, he doesn't need a mount to assist him at all, and flying doesn't consume him.

It has been three days since I left the Holy Land, and I see that the purpose of this trip is about to be reached. He was thrilled to be able to kill the little guy that his master had ordered to kill, he hadn't been so nervous and excited for a long time.

In fact, the reason why the Earth Holy Lord Ortust fell at the feet of the Demon Lord and was secretly willing to be driven by the other party was actually for only one purpose, and everything he did was for one thought, that is, to make himself stronger.

The Earth Saint Lord Ortust had always known that his qualifications were not good among the five Holy Lords of the Holy Land's generation. Not to mention that compared to the Water System Holy Lord Super Special Ice Sea, even compared to the other three Holy Masters, he is also much inferior. But with the power bestowed by the Demon King, he began to surpass the other four Holy Lords.

The talent of the Earth Lord Altuste is inferior to that of the heirs of other Holy Lords. However, he has ambitions that other heirs do not have, but he has always covered it up very well.

For the mission of the Demon Lord, no matter what, it is impossible for the Earth Saint Lord Ortust to let go of Zhang Yuan and Sword City. He wants to strangle that Zhang Yuan, and then find an opportunity to completely seal the continent and bury his secret forever.

So. During this operation, the Earth Holy Lord Ortust did not invite other Holy Lords to join, but left the territory of the Holy Land with the Holy Land army alone and came towards Sword City. He has absolute confidence in the strength of the Holy Land army.

"My lord, there are still a hundred miles away from Sword City." A soft voice interrupted the thoughts of the Earth Lord Ortust. An eight-armed basilisk riding a gargoyle flew in from a distance, and did not stop until it was in front of the Earth Lord Ortust.