"Pass down my order: leave half the people to wipe out the Mutated Beasts army, the other half continue attacking Red Water City!"
Lin Lei angrily smoked several cigarettes in a row before finally giving the order.
Xuan Zheng said with difficulty, "Your Majesty, the order probably can't reach every Martial Artist. The Royal City is a complete mess right now, Martial Artists from all the cities on the island have been scattered, and the City Lords can't even contact the Martial Artists of their own cities."
Lin Lei's mentality collapsed. He kicked the coffee table to pieces, yet still had no solution.
In fact, he understood what Xuan Zheng meant!
More than twenty million Martial Artists, you don't know their names, don't have any way to contact them, you don't even know where in the Royal City they are at this moment—how are you supposed to reach them?
