Jeong Chang-heon asked, "What do we do now? Players from Guang'an and Suiyuan are heading toward Yizhou City."
Ma Canlie sneered and said, "Then we'll gather beneath Yizhou City and fight Lu Yang to the death. We have seven or eight million people. We can bury the Iron Blood Brotherhood beneath sheer numbers."
To this day, Ma Canlie's understanding of warfare was that whichever side had more people would win. His rise to power had followed that exact pattern. He had always believed that the more players there were, the stronger his control would be.
"This is a grand alliance of Korean players," Jeong Chang-heon said, his eyes filled with hope. "Everyone who no longer wants to submit to the Iron Blood Brotherhood has come. Under President Ma's leadership, we will definitely defeat the Iron Blood Brotherhood."
Ma Canlie burst into laughter and shouted in the regional channel, "Korea is the Korea of Koreans, not the Korea of the Iron Blood Brotherhood. Let us Korean players rise in fury and drive out the invaders!"
Outside Guang'an Fortress and Suiyuan Fortress, countless small guilds of several thousand to several tens of thousands of players were following Ma Canlie's orders and heading toward Yizhou Fortress.
Due to the direction of domestic news coverage, as well as the deliberate propaganda of Ma Canlie, Kim Kwang-soo, and the others, Korean players were deeply dissatisfied with Lu Yang's control over them. Now that most of them had Level 160 Dark Gold Sets, they also wanted to test themselves against the Iron Blood Brotherhood.
"Korea is the Korea of Koreans."
"Everything north of Dingzhou Fortress belongs to us Koreans, not China."
"Drive the Chinese out."
Like a swarm of ants, once that slogan was shouted, not only did Ma Canlie and Kim Kwang-soo's subordinates join