Commander Xuxu emerged from the tank, looking ahead at Tang Zhong and the others with a cold smile on his face.
"First of all, no matter who you are in Xuan Country, you have killed our people from Bei Country, so we will not let you go!" the Commander said coldly.
He had come on the orders of the Prime Minister to capture people from Xuan Country.
The Commander's words spread through the crowd.
The people of Bei Country were about to boil over with rage, especially the major financiers, whose emotions surged indescribably. Damn it, recalling the humiliation they had suffered made their fists clench in anger, thinking that this time they must ensure that these people from Xuan Country had nowhere to bury their bodies.
On Tang Zhong's side, several people were already emotionally shaken. They were scared, especially upon seeing so many advanced weapons; the thought of being bombarded by rockets into nothing but fragments terrified them even more.