My grandfather, Marquis Zhennan, forced me to rebel from the beginning!

The 20th call for help has been three days, but there is still no response."

Suddenly, another messenger's voice came.

The deputy general beside him heard this.

He was very depressed.

"Alas."

He sighed leisurely.

He looked at the general with a complicated look and hesitated to speak.

How obvious? !

So many requests for help.

There was no response from the Zhennan Marquis.

Didn't they completely give up on them? !

But why couldn't the general understand? !

Wen Feng's expression was also very ugly when he heard this.

But he still muttered to himself, with a firm attitude:

"Father must not have received it."

"Send another message for help!"

"When father sees it, he will definitely send troops to support."

At this time, the deputy general said with a sad face:

"General."

"Now we have less than 10,000 soldiers left."

"I'm afraid we can't hold out for long when the next wave of monsters comes."

"Then..."

The deputy general stopped talking here and didn't continue to say the rest.

Yes.

With only 10,000 soldiers now.

Facing the upcoming wave of monsters, each wave will have at least tens of millions of monsters attacking the city.

How long can they hold out? !

Obviously, the next monster wave will be the day when the pass is broken!

Once the monster-suppressing pass is broken.

Countless people in the rear are doomed to die!

"Pass the order."

"When the country is in danger, every citizen has a duty."

"Call the common people to the pass to resist the enemy!"

Wen Feng acted decisively, without any hesitation, and issued an order on the spot.

"General, no!"

"The common people are ordinary people, resisting the monsters is simply suicide."

The deputy general hurriedly spoke to stop him.

Wen Feng:

"But is there any other way?"

"The common people are naturally fragile, but if there are enough of them, they can also exert their own strength."

"Something is better than nothing!"

"Just follow the order!"

The deputy general stopped talking after hearing this.

The entire Zhenyao Pass exuded a lonely and murderous atmosphere.

...

Wilderness.

A long dragon of troops stretched to the horizon.

Marching at a speed of one thousand miles per hour.

The head of the team.

Wen Wen and Hu Yanran led the entire army.

At this moment, scouts suddenly came from the vanguard.

I saw that the scout was holding down a messenger who looked extremely embarrassed.

Wen Wen looked carefully.

This messenger was obviously not from his team.

He looked stunned as if he had thought of something. Could it be...

Before the messenger could speak, Wen Wen's voice came quickly:

"You are under the command of my father, General Wen Feng?!"

The messenger looked at this strange army and thought that they were not soldiers under the command of the Marquis of Zhennan.

After all, the armor they wore was completely different.

He was a little desperate.

If he was intercepted or killed by this strange army here, what would happen to the rescue mission he was carrying? !

However, just as Wen Wen's voice fell.

The messenger suddenly looked happy.

The leader called General Guan his father? !

Little grandson? !

Immediately afterwards, he looked tangled.

The messenger's face was full of doubts, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

How is it possible? !

It is said that the eldest son, the young grandson, is a useless person who cannot practice cultivation?

This...

In the eyes of the messenger.

Wen Wener is dressed in a white robe, leading a dense army of millions behind him, which is very impressive.

How could he be the same as the useless person in the rumor? !

Seeing the messenger hesitate.

"Do you know me?"

Hu Yanran suddenly spoke.

Following the direction of the voice, the messenger noticed this beautiful woman on the spot.

His face was filled with joy:

"Madam?!"

The army under Wen Feng's command had naturally seen the Madam who saw Wen Feng off at the expedition ceremony.

Hu Yanran's beautiful appearance is easy to remember.

The messenger then let down his guard.

He began to report bluntly:

"Report to the Madam, report to the Grandson."

"The general led the entire army to resist the monsters on the border for more than 30 days."

"There are only more than 10,000 people left out of the 10 million-strong army."

"The general sent more than 20 times to request support, but there was no response."

Wen Wen looked happy:

"Okay, Dad, I'm glad you're still alive."

"You don't have to

Go and ask for support, just follow me. "

The messenger was full of doubts when he heard this.

Take a close look at the long line of soldiers behind Wen.

This...

The messenger was completely confused.

The armor he was wearing was not the same as that of the Marquis of Zhennan.

Could it be?!

The messenger was suddenly shocked.

Could it be that the young grandson rebelled?!

The young grandson actually cultivated such a huge military force by himself?!

The messenger was also a smart man, and he didn't ask any more questions after a glance.

"Yes, sir!"

Knowing that his father had only 10,000 soldiers left.

Wen did not dare to hesitate any longer and gave an order on the spot.

"The whole army speeds up and continues to march."

"The horses sped up on the spot. ”

The messenger has already integrated into the team.

Observe the surroundings carefully.

His breathing becomes more and more rapid.

Fuck!

All the soldiers around him, including every soldier!

The lowest cultivation level is actually at the peak of foundation building?!

At the same time, the marching speed is naturally not something that a messenger like him, who is at the body refining level, can keep up with.

So the messenger is naturally led by the soldiers on the horse.

After carefully feeling it, his eyes are already as big as Tongling.

The eyeballs are about to fall to the ground.

This!

The messenger understood it completely.

What the hell!

This is a million-strong army composed of people at the peak of foundation building!

How is this possible? !

Even the Marquis of Zhennan cannot form a million-strong army at the peak of foundation building.

How much resources would it take?

The messenger dared not imagine it.

Is this the useless grandson in the legend? !

The messenger smiled bitterly, and the rumors were indeed not credible.

They were all rumors!

At the same time, his face was full of joy.

There is salvation, there is salvation!

With this army led by the grandson, A huge army.

It can definitely save the eldest prince!

How much faster is the army?

A million-strong army galloped through the world, raising a large cloud of dust, which spread across the world like clouds.

…

It was night.

Zhenyao Pass.

On the city wall.

Wen Feng leaned against the city wall with his eyes blank, staring blankly at the full moon in the sky.

The moon on the border was scarlet.

Just like the color stained by the countless soldiers who had bled dry.

Wen Feng sighed slowly.

Duer .

Dad may not be able to go back.

What a pity, you can't practice, I don't know if you can take care of yourself.

The figure of his son came to mind.

And his wife.

He couldn't help but reveal a bitterness.

Maybe the monster tide will come again tomorrow.

That will be the day he dies in battle.

I don't know if my wife and children can still live well without me? !

I don't dare to think at all whether my son can come to save me.

That stinky boy.

It's good enough if he can take care of himself.