There were several green tents in the densely packed Great Mang army outside Meteor City. 

Within one of the tents was a sand table that modeled all of the military trends within several dozen li around Meteor City.

Right now, the six or seven Great Mang high ranking officers around this sand table were all in great despair. Their eyes were all focused on the body of a middle-aged man dressed in silvery white colored armor.

For some reason, this middle-aged man with a scar above his brows revealed an expression of slight mockery, his hand pressing against the sand table.

The armor he wore flickered with faint radiance, as if there were countless daffodils blooming on the silvery white metal surface.

The sand table collapsed, turning into a pool of scattered sand.

“Let’s go.”

The radiance on this middle-aged man’s silvery white armor faded. He began to walk out of the tent.

“Let’s just carry out an all-out assault.”

After he walked out from the camp, this middle-aged man raised his head to give the slightly dazzling sunlight a look. He gave the great city in front of him that was flickering with sunlight a look, saying this quietly.

“Great General!”

The expressions of all of the Great Mang high ranking officers behind him changed. They were in complete disbelief as they looked at this calm middle-aged man who only…

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