Bai Shi and Zhou Tianming immediately notified the surrounding soldiers. The news spread quickly, and before long, all 6,000 warriors of the Fire Lion Legion were ready for battle. The Fire Lions crouched beside each warrior, poised to attack.
Qi Ming and the others were still caught up in their excitement, unaware that they were drawing closer to danger. Everyone was imagining what was about to happen.
"As long as Wang Han lures them over, we'll begin slaughtering the city tonight."
"We won't kill too many. Just one million. Let the rest watch with their own eyes as the gods descend."
"Poor Lu Yang is still expanding toward us from Ying City. By the time he arrives, he'll be facing countless armies from the God Realm."
"I'll capture Lu Yang myself and make him watch his subordinates and family die one by one. I'll make him understand the consequences of defying the gods."
If the Iron Blood Brotherhood and human heroes like Fu Yun had not fought desperately over the past two years, the temples would have already completed their plan. That was why they hated Lu Yang and his people the most.
Now that they had a chance to make up for their mistakes before their gods, they were more excited than anyone else. But they did not know that their words had already reached the ears of the Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors on the hillside.
The two sides were only a few hundred meters apart. The Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors, who had reached the second rank, had senses of smell, taste, hearing, and sight dozens of times sharper than before. Though they could not hear clearly, they caught the general meaning. In an instant, the fury of all 6,000 warriors was ignited.
Bai Shi lowered his voice