Dark Swamp, a large group of people and horses were gathered together, as if waiting for someone.
About twenty minutes later, Han Siying's figure appeared in their sight.
"Greetings, Miss. The boss has entrusted everything, including the command of two hundred thousand troops to you, hoping you won't let him down again."
The speaker was a male warrior in white armor. His expression was solemn, and even his tone was devoid of any emotion, like a human-shaped robot.
"Understood."
Han Siying took a deep look at this male warrior and led the way towards the Dark Swamp. She understood that these two hundred thousand troops were not comparable to the forty thousand rabble before; this time the territory would surely be taken!
Her father had given a death order, this time's siege must not fail again!
"Swish! Swish!"
Before Han Siying could take a few steps forward, a gust of strong wind suddenly came from behind, she turned in surprise, and gasped on the spot.
