Just as old Zhu and Emily were shaking the clouds and rain, a group of people were sitting here in a cave on the hillside, more than 100 kilometers away from the city of Wangdu Milan, listening to the report of a figure.

"what!? The leader is dead! " After the report of the figure was finished, a man suddenly stood up abruptly, his face was unbelievable.

"it's true. By this afternoon, the notice of the people of Milan has been posted. It's written like this!" The figure is also a face of depression and fear, but still confirmed their words.

this group is the rest of the Bactrian army,...