章 1167: Mob Slap – Second Form (8)

Jun Wu Yao's words, made the men in the Rui Lin Army fall silent.

The invasion of the four countries' allied forces had inflicted very severe losses upon the Rui Lin Army. They could no longer keep count of the number of brothers they had lost on the battlefield and couldn't remember how they had managed to climb out from among those lifeless bodies. It wasn't that their hearts did not feel the pain, it wasn't that they did not harbour hatred, but they just did not have the time all this while that allowed them to let the pain sink in.

Jun Wu Xie's concern for them plucked right on the string stretched taut over their hearts. They understood why Jun Wu Xie thought that way, where she would rather fight the battle alone, than lose another single one of their men.

"But….." Long Qi seemed to want to say something more.

But Jun Wu Yao shook his head and said: "Trust her."

Long Qi gaped like a goldfish, unable to say anything.