The Best Meat Shield

After they left.

Sure enough, waves of lords came to investigate this place.

After sensing the commotion from the battle here, these lords all frowned.

Then, they opened their maps and saw the two flags moving together.

Next Moment, the lords left the area.

Twenty minutes later.

Two figures flew through mid-air.

Han Xing walked in front, followed by a hulking figure.

As he moved, Tu Gang vigilantly swept his gaze across the surroundings.

This formed a stark contrast to Han Xing's relaxed expression.

Han Xing turned around and said, "No need to be so tense. Relax."

Tu Gang froze for a moment, then respectfully said, "Understood, benefactor!"

After a pause, he continued, "I'm worried that the two of us are each carrying a flag while moving together. That will definitely attract the attention of many nearby lords."

"Just now, I sensed the auras of many lords approaching. They seemed to be probing our strength."

"Perhaps a group of lords might join forces later and come assassinate us."

Tu Gang's concerns were naturally well-founded.

After a day of slaughter, several hundred of the eleven thousand flags had been destroyed, leaving only around ten thousand four hundred.

What did that mean?

It meant there had originally been enough advancement slots for 10,500 people, but there were no longer enough flags!

That would make the competition even fiercer.

By that ratio, more than ten people would be fighting over each flag.

Therefore, the two flags Han Xing possessed had drawn the covetous eyes of at least twenty lords by that calculation—perhaps even more!

After all, he was holding Silver Banners.

Han Xing smiled. "It's fine. If anyone surrounds and attacks us later, go up there and blow them apart."

"I'll support you from behind."

Hearing this, Tu Gang blankly replied,