Huff... Huff...
The frenzied Chief Yan Xin was obviously making it difficult for Jiang Yuanlong. Realizing that Yan Xin's basic strength surpassed his own and knowing that neither would easily gain the upper hand, Jiang Yuanlong glanced around. Seeing his side advancing with great momentum, he angrily shouted to everyone, "Brothers, the Dajue Demon Temple has killed our Jiangxia sons and seized our Jiangxia lands. Even if we die today, we'll strip them of a few layers of skin. Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Slaughter these traitorous dogs."
"Bhikkhu with Hair, I'll turn you into a dead Bhikkhu with Hair!"
"Daring to fight without armor, you're courting death!"
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It was clear that Jiang Yuanlong had a knack for leading troops. As he shouted loudly, not only did the over eight hundred Cold Resistance Level from Jiangxia respond, but even a few bloodthirsty fighters from the Seven Towns were inspired, and their morale surged as they charged forward.
