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"Except for the few well-known legions under his command, there seem to be only 10,000 zombie legions and 10,000 demonized beast legions!"

The messenger answered honestly, there is no need to cheat here.

"In other words, he brought a total of 20,000 troops? Hahaha! Ridiculous! Really ridiculous!"

Kang Yong on the side showed a look of contempt, shook his bloated body, and casually laughed with the maid next to him again.

For him, this simply couldn't cheer him up to face it.

"Master messenger, this Fang Fan is not ordinary, we must not take it lightly, no matter what we say, we still have to be vigilant!"

"If the messenger can invite the Kangguo army, it will be even better!"

Wei Xun's face showed excitement, how could he have no purpose in supporting this idiot for so long, and now it's time to see it!

"You're not kidding, are you? The enemy's army is only 20,000 troops... You asked me to invite the Kangguo army? You are shameless, and I need shame!"

"There are still hundreds of thousands of troops in your city, why are you so cowardly?"

Kang Yong looked at Wei Xun with contempt, a small country is a small country, and he has no sense of responsibility or confidence.

Dozens of times as many as the enemy's army, how could they still be in chaos? How can there be such a reason?

Wei Xun wanted to say more, but when he saw Kang Yong's indifference, he moved his mouth, and it was not easy to continue.

Although this fat pig is indifferent, some of what he said is still very reasonable.

In the Acropolis, the absolute elite of the Wei Kingdom gathered, with hundreds of thousands of troops. Is it really afraid of Fang Fan's 20,000 troops?

Although Fang Fan has several high-level legions under his command, the number is there after all...

Even if you let them kill, after killing 100,000 people, 200,000 people, you must be tired, right?

At that time, wouldn't the rhythm of the war be controlled by him?

"Ming'er, you go to supervise the battle in person, and be sure to defend the city wall!"

"Let the army of the Acropolis enter a state of first-level combat readiness!"

"Since Fang Fan is coming to die, the Acropolis is where his bones are buried!"

"If the world's number one powerhouse can fall on the Acropolis, our country of Wei will become famous!"

Wei Xun was gearing up, his eyes seemed eager and excited.

This is an opportunity, an opportunity to prove yourself.

"Don't worry, Father, this Fang Fan is so pretentious that he only brought 20,000 troops to attack the Acropolis! This time, he has come and gone!"

Wei Ming's face is full of confidence. For him, it is stable and stable, but he doesn't think there will be any accidents in such a battle situation that anyone with a discerning eye can see through it!

...

Acropolis, under the city.

Fang Fan led the troops.

He is no stranger to this city.

The city he breached for the first time was the Acropolis!

The city he destroyed for the first time was also the Acropolis. I remember that at that time, he seemed to have earned a thousand high-grade magic crystals in blood, which solved his urgent need.

Then there is the large granary of the Acropolis, which enables Fang Fan to establish a stable situation in Jiangcheng.

Here is the beginning and the end.

"Fang Fan! I advise you to get out of the way! Acropolis is not something you can attack! Don't want to die! Get away!"

"My army in the Acropolis is dozens of times yours! If you dare to court death! This is your grave!"

Upstairs in the east gate of Jiangcheng, Wei Ming began to clamor wildly.

He originally wanted to lead his troops out of the city to fight, but after taking a closer look at the Yinglong Knight Legion and the Demon Lord Legion flying in the sky, he resolutely chose to give up.