67: Chapter 67 I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!

He crouched there, his back pressed against the cold bricks of the city wall, gasping for air.

His face was pale, his lips purple, and his entire body was trembling.

He was a completely different person from the one who had been flaunting his power in the group chat just moments ago.

After a long while, he finally managed to snap out of his fear.

"Qian... Captain Qian Hao."

His voice was hoarse, dry, and noticeably trembling.

"You hold on for now."

He tried hard to make his tone sound calmer.

"I... I'm going to contact reinforcements."

"Rein... reinforcements will be here soon."

"You keep guarding... just hold on..."

After saying this, without waiting for Captain Qian Hao to reply, he bent over, hunched his body, and scrambled away from the city wall, almost crawling.

Looking at his back, there wasn't a shred of a City Lord's dignity left.

He was clearly just a stray dog running away with its tail between its legs.

Captain Qian Hao watched his retreating figure, the corners of his mouth twitching involuntarily.

Go contact reinforcements?

That sounded nice.

He had been a soldier for so many years; what kind of people hadn't he seen?

The way City Lord Zhang Hao looked, was that anywhere near going to contact reinforcements?

He was clearly just scared.

So scared that he didn't even dare to stay on the city wall.

Captain Qian Hao took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at the silent army below the city.

Five thousand people.

Fully armed.

Formations strict and orderly.

Silent as a mountain.

He looked down at what was behind him—

Dozens of shivering City Guards and a group of conscripts who couldn't even hold their weapons steady.

Captain Qian Hao closed his eyes.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

It's over.

...

City Lord Zhang Hao scrambled back to the City Lord's Mansion.

He slammed the door shut, leaned his back against the door panel, and gasped for air.

His hands were shaking.

His legs were weak.

A foul-smelling liquid trickled down his pant leg.

But he couldn't care about that now.

He pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling so much that it took him over a dozen tries to tap on Wang Shuai's avatar!

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Handsome!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Something huge happened!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Zhou Yun is really here!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: I'm not bragging! There are really five thousand Professionals!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: I saw it with my own eyes!! Fully armed! Their equipment is even better than ours!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Where are your hundred men? Have they arrived yet???]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Handsome, reply to me quickly!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead!!!]

A string of messages was sent out.

Then—

No reply.

Not a single one.

City Lord Zhang Hao stared fixedly at the screen.

One second. Two seconds. Five seconds. Ten seconds. Thirty seconds.

Wang Shuai's avatar showed no sign of movement.

No "Other party is typing".

No "Read" mark.

Nothing at all.

City Lord Zhang Hao's heart sank little by little.

What's going on... with Wang Shuai?

He didn't know what had happened, but there wasn't a single reply!

He sent several more messages, each one more urgent than the last.

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Handsome???]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there, are you there]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: I beg you, Daddy Handsome!!!]

Still, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean.

City Lord Zhang Hao's face grew paler and paler.

Wang Shuai... couldn't be counted on?

No! Impossible!

It must be that his phone had no signal, or he was busy with something else!

Yes! That must be it!

He comforted himself, but his fingers uncontrollably opened the class group chat.

The atmosphere in the group was still lingering in the joy of mocking him for being declared war on by "Emperor Yun".

Someone was posting memes.

Someone was making up jokes.

City Lord Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and started typing frantically.

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Zhou Yun is really here!!! Five thousand Professionals! He's really here!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: His men have already arrived at the gates of Han City!! They are demanding the city gates be opened!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Is anyone nearby??? Please, help me out!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: @Chu Xinran, beautiful Xinran! You have the best relationship with Zhou Yun, please put in a good word for me! Just say I know I was wrong! I'm willing to apologize!]

After the message was sent, the group was quiet for about two seconds.

Then—

[My god, I almost believed it!]

[Hahahaha hahaha!]

[Amazing acting!]

[Haozi, your acting skills are good enough to win an Oscar!]

[This is an Oscar-winning actor right here!]

[I believe you, I believe you! Emperor Yun is leading an army of five thousand to the city gates! So scary!]

[Hahaha, stop messing around, Haozi is going to laugh me to death!]

[@City Lord Zhang Hao, try a little harder, it still feels like it's missing a tiny bit of realism.]

...

Not a single person believed him.

Not even one.

City Lord Zhang Hao looked at the screen full of "hahahas", and his heart grew two-thirds colder.

They thought he was acting!

They thought he was continuing to set the mood to go along with the previous joke!

After all...

Just a moment ago, he himself had been giggling and joking around in the group, saying "I'm so scared, I'm so panicked".

And now he suddenly says "he's really here"?

No one would believe that!

[City Lord Zhang Hao: I'm really not joking!! It's real!!!]

[City Lord Zhang Hao: Five thousand people! Fully armed! I swear!!]

[Forget it, Haozi, you can't even post a single photo?]

[Exactly, five thousand Professionals! How spectacular! Take a photo and let us see too!]

[I've never seen what five thousand Professionals gathered together looks like, let us open our eyes!]

[No picture, no proof.]

A photo.

They wanted a photo.

City Lord Zhang Hao's mouth twitched.

A photo?

Where would he get a photo?

Just now on the city wall, the moment he saw those five thousand Professionals, he was scared so bad he almost peed his pants!

He barely had time to escape!

He was terrified that a fireball or an arrow would fly up from below the city and pierce his head!

How could he have the presence of mind to take a photo?

Who would think to take a photo?

Let alone taking a photo, he almost dropped his phone from his hand!

Now, he wouldn't dare go back to the city wall no matter what.

But without a photo, these people just wouldn't believe him.

No matter what he said, the group was entirely filled with "hahahas" and "Oscar actor".

City Lord Zhang Hao desperately put down his phone and collapsed onto the ground.

It's over...

Wang Shuai couldn't be reached.

His classmates didn't believe him.

Han City only had forty-nine Professionals in total.

There were five thousand outside.

Five thousand against forty-nine.

How could they fight?

They couldn't fight at all!!

He was extremely panicked now.

Panicked beyond belief.

Yes, as long as a City Lord stayed within their own city, according to the rules, they would not be harmed.

But that was only if they hadn't been declared war upon!

Once war was declared—

Anyone from the side that declared war could cause harm to the declared City Lord!

In other words—

If you're doomed, you're doomed!

As long as Zhou Yun's five thousand men broke through the city gates, rushed in, and found him...

He would be dead for sure!

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