Yuan Futong's words jolted the panicked Vassal Lords' leaders awake. They rushed out of their tents, found their respective armies, formed Military Formations, and began their counterattack.
Yuan Futong's gaze turned toward the dozen or so young cultivators nearby who were equally shocked.
"Everyone, please lend me your aid and help me hold off several of the enemy's generals."
The dozen or so young men hurriedly cupped their hands. "We shall obey the Marquis's command!"
These dozen or so young men were none other than the juniors or disciples of the five rogue Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Peak Stage cultivators who had fought Kong Xuan.
Since they had come to Yuan Futong's side as undercover agents, they naturally had to make their act convincing. Thus, under the pretext of gaining experience, they had brought their own disciples and followers along.
After all, Yuan Futong would never believe that they would submit to a minor North Sea Vassal Lord solely for the sake of transcending their own limits.
It could only be said that Yuan Futong was certainly no fool to have been chosen by the Marquis of the North.
Moreover, the fact that he had easily rallied seventy-two Human Race Vassal Lords and several hundred Ten Thousand Spirits Tribes showed that he possessed considerable personal ability.
The Marquis of the North had chosen him as the vanguard partly because Yuan Futong was extremely ambitious. The greater reason, however, was probably that the Marquis of the North wanted to kill two birds with one stone.
Yuan Futong's ability to gather such immense power in the Northern Lands had already seriously threatened the position of the Marquis of the North's Mansion.
Encouraging him to rebel would not only allow them to test Great Shang's strength, but even if it failed, it would