With a thought rising, Chai Yuan instantly made his mind up. Suman who was standing beside him had eyes filled with rage, getting off the horse and half kneeling, "Duke, please give the order. With our army's current situation we can only fight with our backs facing the wall! Even if Suman dies here, I will take the enemy down with me!"
"Good!"
Chai Yuan laughed out loud, filled with solemn and stirring energy.
In the next moment, he was startled. He saw the situation under the mountain had changed.
Yue Linghuan who was wearing silver armor, originally sitting arrogantly on the horse, had suddenly turned ashen white. His face looked like it was filled with fear and terror.
That fear was spreading swiftly. In just a short moment, the tens of silver armored soldiers along with the ten thousand heavy armored Guards had suddenly become chaotic. They won't as committed and iron-like before.
Even that huge flag with all the words was put away.