Wind and Cloud Converge

"Hahaha, victory belongs to us!"

"That's right! In the new City of Chaos, we are the new kings!"

In the City of Chaos, three men were laughing uproariously. After the anti-Jia Rong alliance collapsed, their own people had fought each other senseless, and in the end, three final victors emerged.

Two of them were old hands from before, while the other was a newcomer who had wormed his way in, and his strength was considerable.

Thus, the brand-new Three Giants were established.

The road ahead lay right beneath their feet.

Just as they were celebrating, a subordinate's voice came from outside. "B-b-b-b..."

"Big what?!" one of them barked.

No one knew which bastard had started it, but their brand-new Three Giants were actually being called kings.

It was too stupid. In the future, they would be men known as "City Lords."

As for who would be the First City Lord, Second City Lord, or Third City Lord, there was no need to rush. They could settle that slowly later.

"Something terrible has happened! Jia Rong and his people are here!" The subordinate was gasping for breath.

"Jia Rong is here?"

The three were startled. Why had Jia Rong suddenly come? Shouldn't he have been fighting Great Ding to the death?

Tang Luo's cavalry was too mobile, so news traveled slower than he moved.

The City of Chaos was still indulging in its spring-and-autumn dreams when it suddenly discovered that Jia Rong had already led his troops to its doorstep.

How could this be?!

They had only just taken control of the City of Chaos and eliminated every opposing force. Everything was waiting to be rebuilt, and they were about to set out on the broad road to prosperity.

And now Jia Rong suddenly jumped out to pluck the peach? This