Looking at the people requesting reinforcements, Zhu Xuanye wore a helpless expression.
"Everyone, the Barbarians, the Grassland People, and the Northern Di are all stirring restlessly, watching us like tigers eyeing their prey. The Imperial Court has no spare strength left to support us."
The moment Zhu Xuanye said this, everyone was shaken.
If the Imperial Court could not send reinforcements, how could they stand against the Cloud Prefecture Army?
Zhu Xuanye's face was full of bitterness and helplessness.
When the wall collapsed, everyone pushed it over.
Great Yan was declining by the day, its grand edifice on the verge of collapse. Every faction wanted to pounce on it and tear off a piece of flesh.
Forces such as the Giant Whale Gang and the Spirit Sword Sect were also gathering martial world factions from all sides, sharpening their blades with murderous intent.
The present Great Yan was riddled with holes, beset by troubles within and foes without, constantly tearing down the eastern wall to patch the western one. It could topple at any moment.
"How could it come to this?"
No one had expected the situation to deteriorate to such a degree. These were the signs of a fallen state.
"Everyone, no matter what, please hold on. As long as we stop Cloud Prefecture, we will still have a chance."
Among all the threats, Cloud Prefecture was the deadliest.
If they were allowed to break out of Cloud Prefecture, the entire territory of Great Yan would become a land where Evil Cultivators ran rampant. The consequences would be unthinkable.
With a solemn expression, Zhu Xuanye bowed deeply to everyone.
"Everyone, this concerns the mountains and rivers and the foundations of Great Yan. Please, you must hold firm. Zhu Xuanye will be eternally grateful."
Zhu Xuanye looked grave, his attitude