Chapter 1115

Thinking of this, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

However, Long Kui was not fast asleep.

When she felt movement,

she opened her eyes immediately.

She saw that Zhao Xing's figure had already disappeared.

And just as she intended to call someone,

the other party's voice rang out:

"Don't shout, I am going out to handle some business!"

"... Oh!"

Upon hearing this, Long Kui dared not disobey.

She could only answer with her head bowed.

And just after Long Kui answered,

Zhao Xing's figure disappeared from where he stood.

His speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the camp.

Then, he roared:

"Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy!"

As the voice rang out, dozens of war chariots surged out from the camp.

Standing on them were Great Han soldiers.

At this moment, they were full of solemnity,

clad in armor,

holding swords and spears,

charging toward the front like a flood.

Wherever they passed, they emitted a vast murderous aura.

At the same time, a man in armor walked out.

This person was Zhao Xing's personal guard, named Tie Niu.

His own strength had reached the eighth level of the Divine Monarch Realm.

At this moment, he blocked Zhao Xing's path and said:

"His Majesty has ordered that anyone who dares to trespass into the main tent tonight shall be killed without mercy!"

At this moment, a fierce aura radiated from his body.

Zhao Xing, however, could not care about any of this.

He shouted directly:

"Get out of the way! Do you know how the Heavenly Scorpion Divine General died?

It was done by the Han Emperor; now, this seat is going to seek revenge on the Great Han. You cannot stop me, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After the voice faded, he flew toward the front without hesitation.

Tie Niu sneered:

"Courting death, daring to offend His Majesty—kill without mercy!"

After the words fell, he led his clansmen to charge up.

His figure was incredibly agile, and with every step he took, lightning sparked.

The Great Han soldiers around were no weaker.

Although there were only two thousand of them,

they felt no fear at all.

They were even gaining the upper hand at this moment.

After all, these Great Han soldiers were existences who had experienced endless slaughter.

How could ordinary people match them?

Following a rumbling sound,

a Divine General had his chest shattered directly.

Then, he was sent flying backward.

And just then, Zhao Xing also arrived at the gate of the camp.