"Everything is dead."

"Speak clearly."

Chen Rui's face changed slightly, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

His tone was urgent and he asked sternly.

"General Chen Tong is dead!"

"All the Iron Army soldiers are also dead."

When the survivor said this, he couldn't help crying.

"What!?"

Chen Rui and Chen Xi exclaimed almost at the same time.

That was a 10,000-strong iron army. Even if the main force of the Qin army came to 200,000, it would not be reimbursed so quickly.

"They are a bunch of devils!"

"The leader is a giant man holding a strange weapon."

"He knocked General Chen Tong off his horse with one blow, and then..."

There was a cry in the voice of the survivor. You can imagine how much of a shadow Wu Tianxi, a ferocious beast in the world, cast on him.

"How many of them are there?"

"Which country does the flag belong to?"

Chen Rui's expression kept changing, and questions poured out like a barrage.

He never believed that his iron army would be beaten like this by the weak Daqin people.

They must be troops from other countries, maybe from outside the country.

Chen Rui shuddered when he thought of this. He had experienced the barbarians in the outer lands.

Three thousand can chase ten thousand iron troops, if not for the natural danger of Wolf's Mouth.
Chapter completed!