King Yan's Army Must Come

"What exactly happened with the calamity just now?!"

Wang Shun gritted his teeth and looked at Cui Heng.

He had lost this battle in a baffling manner. He did not know why he had encountered such a ridiculous and terrifying natural disaster.

The sky was clearly clear, but suddenly, it looked like a huge river was washing over.

It was simply unheard of.

"How dare you be disrespectful to the County Lord!" Lu Zhengming shouted.

"Hehe, if you want to kill or torture me, do as you please!" Wang Shun said with a cold smile. "This time, I admit defeat!"

Although his attitude was so firm on the surface, he actually did not think that Cui Heng would kill him.

As the Anbei General of the Great Yan and the younger brother of King Yan, Wang Shun knew very well how important he was in the battle between the two sides.

And this value only existed when he was alive.

If he died, there would be nothing left.