After ten years of conquest, millions of soldiers in the north suffered numerous casualties.

Not only did the dynasty never provide pensions and awards, but they repeatedly deducted military rations.

Can…

The God of War is still in the imperial capital, and they dare not move lightly!

"Tell Commander Zhang that this battle cannot be fought."

Yuan Fei took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly calmed down.

If the city gates were opened wide and the Great Zhou Dynasty fought, perhaps the northern border would fall today.

Qiao Yunli alone can defeat two divine emperors.

And Li Kuo and others were enough to kill the two remaining imperial generals in his northern territory.

At that time, both life and name will be lost.

Of course, since following Ning Tiance, Yuan Fei and others have already put their lives on the battlefield.

But for the generals, the feeling of watching their generals being slaughtered for nothing was... a shame!

"General!!!"

Next to Yuan Fei, the faces of the generals were ferocious, and they obviously could not bear the humiliation.

That Zhang Liao didn't care about the lives of the soldiers in the northern border at all!!

"Can't fight? General Yuan, let me advise you, this is a military order. Do you want to disobey it?"

The visitor stood up, with a look of disdain on his face.

"I don't dare! It's just that I am the northern guard general. Although I am dispatched by Commander Zhang, I still have the responsibility to guard the border. If this battle is fought, we, the Great Zhou Dynasty, will be defeated. If we lose the city like this, I dare to ask Commander Zhang to shoulder this responsibility.

What?"

Yuan Fei gritted his teeth hard, his eyes were burning with fire, and an ancient tree reaching the sky seemed to appear behind him, revealing endless wonders.

After ten years of depression, he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Chapter completed!