Standing atop the city wall was a tall, powerfully built Kobold. He was likely Xipan City's City Lord, Xipan!
Xipan stared gravely at the countless Great Qin Soldiers. He had never imagined that someone would attack Xipan City. Judging by the number of enemies below, there had to be at least four hundred thousand of them. "What is going on? How could such an enormous number of enemies appear?"
"Could they all be outsiders?"
Yet judging from their bearing and appearance, they could tell that they were not outsiders. But if they were a system faction, it was impossible for them to have so many people. The three local system main cities combined had only three hundred thousand soldiers—how could there possibly be four hundred thousand?
Besides, after staying in this region for so long, he had never caused any trouble. Those system main cities had no reason to spend such vast manpower and resources attacking Xipan City. If they had intended to attack, they would likely have done so long ago instead of waiting until now.
"Just what faction do the enemies below belong to?"
Xipan could not make sense of it at all. He had no idea what faction the enemies below came from or why they were attacking Xipan City.
The sea of black Great Qin Soldiers below slowly parted. Zhao Fu appeared on a Black Forest Horse, leading a group of generals.
Xipan did not know Zhao Fu and the others, but when Beilin beside him saw Zhao Fu, his expression immediately changed drastically. He recognized Zhao Fu, because Zhao Fu was the person he had traded with—the person who had helped him rise in rank and wealth. How could he possibly not recognize him?
"But hadn't he said before that he would return and consider