A Black Armored Knight, one of the light cavalrymen behind Duke Tarrenno, bellowed.
His martial skill might have been average, but his voice was certainly thunderous.
Fang Zhen could hear a slight commotion stir within his own army behind him.
'It seems Duke Tarrenno's authority in this region is still quite firm.'
Fang Zhen didn't let the commotion continue. Instead, he suddenly raised his hand.
The army behind him instantly quieted, the noise gradually dying down.
After quelling the unrest in his ranks, Fang Zhen looked toward Tarrenno. He decided he couldn't be outdone, not even in volume, or he would appear to lack presence. But screaming his lungs out would be pointless.
An idea struck him. He suddenly channeled his power, infusing it into his vocal cords.
"I am Fang Zhen."
"Count Henry was killed by a meteor. From now on, I am the master of Nottingham City," Fang Zhen declared.
