Chapitre 1142: Flames of War Rise (7)

On the battlefield in the west, the city had been extensively wrecked by the enemy soldiers. Mu Qian Fan stood within the military camp, watching as the Rui Lin Army leaders planned out the upcoming battle upon the map. Outside, the sounds of battle raged on incessantly, the cries from the slaughter ringing continuously in their ears.

Under the large tent, the armour of all the leaders were stained with blood but they did not even have the time to clean it off. In such an intense battle, every minute and every single second they had was fought for with the very lives of their soldiers.

"The Condor Country's allied army's numbers are too great! Our brothers are not able to hold them back!" One of the leaders smashed a fist upon the table in anger, blood immediately flowing out from the skin around his knuckles.

Another one of the leaders had his face creased up in a deep frown, as he stared at the situation upon the map, his expression highly cautious.