บท 392: Chapter 271: Shattered Mirror_3

"Indeed."

Xu Yuan's voice was fast as he stared at the deep blue pupils of the Barbarian Strange King:

"But a great war is approaching, and if we die, Dayan still has Marquis Wucheng, Zong Qingsheng, Yuan Hao, and a lineup of high-ranking officers, but if you die, I guess the tribes under you would instantly turn into a scattered mess, and with the loss of elite troops, the women and children in the Extreme Black Lands of your Barbarian Tribes will become lambs to the slaughter under the blades of Dayan."

"If you don't die, in the upcoming decisive battle, the hundreds of thousands of Barbarian elite troops under your command may still have a chance of victory."

Having said that,

Xu Yuan stared at the Barbarian Strange King and said word by word:

"You have ten breaths left to consider."

The Barbarian Strange King listened intently, his deep blue pupils betraying no emotion as he raised his keratin-covered index finger to point at Xu Yuan: