Chapter 401: Reaction of the City of Steel

"All members of the City of Steel, immediately go down the city wall and pass the good news to others, and put on trial Wang Zhiming!"
Yin Chun agreed, led twenty transformation creatures, grabbed Wang Zhiming, quickly jumped off the wall and entered the city.
Many soldiers in the back focused on the young marshals.
Even if everyone in the Young Marshal Army was stained with blood, even if someone was injured, even if the armor was cracked, they were very embarrassed, they still could not stop the admired and envied eyes.
I have to admit that many times, heroes are admired.
Especially heroes who have achieved incredible achievements will attract a lot of attention.
When facing them, anyone has only piety and respect in their hearts, and dare not have other thoughts at all.
"Thanks, hero!"
"Thank you, god! I will set up the longevity tablet and worship forever!"
"Thank you, sincerely thank you, we can live again!"
"Thank you……"
Most people are grateful for their loyal thanks to the young marshals!
As they passed by the marshals, they all thanked them loudly, with tears in their eyes.
Even if someone wants to apprentice, but thinking of the battle just now, they feel shuddering.
Not everyone can face that kind of battlefield, face a terrifying battle.
I couldn't pass this hurdle in my heart.
Therefore, all the words of their apprenticeship were held in their throats and could not be said at all.
When they left, all the young marshals fell on the wall and quickly entered the cultivation state.
In the end, only Fang Qingqing and Qiao Sanqiang were left, guarding everyone.
In this battle, all the genes in front of the station were eaten, and the battle was exhausted. Naturally, there were many gains, all of which were digested as soon as possible.
The marshal army was quiet, and could see the coke of endless corpses in front, and the cheers of the people in the city.
He Yaona and the nine others, Xiao Yahan and others, sat far away from them, looking at the completely different scenery on both sides of the city, feeling very emotional.
Such a terrible crisis has been sniped by the young marshals. Is there anything else that can stop the young marshals from advancing in the future?
There should be no more!
An infinite sense of security surged in my heart and seemed to see a bright future.
Qiao Sanqiang glanced at the quiet young marshals, smiled contentedly, and Qingqing said:
"Girl Qingqing, you are really good, your strength is too strong. If the entire young marshals has blood power, the future will surely sweep the doomsday world!"
He deeply felt the power of the bloodline, far stronger than his normal state.
I just don't know which one is stronger than the young marshal.
Fang Qingqing smiled faintly, and said proudly, quickly:
"As long as the young marshal is here, everything is not a problem! Maybe something more powerful than the bloodline power appears. Anyway, I believe that following the master, you can definitely live safely!"
There was a faint light in her eyes, and there was some warning in her words.
I was worried that Qiao Sanqiang would do something unfavorable to the owner because of the sudden increase in combat effectiveness.
Qiao Sanqiang is a guilty son, so he understood her meaning and said loudly:
"Yes, by following the marshal, I can achieve what I am today. In the second half of my life, I, Qiao Sanqiang, is the most loyal subordinate of the marshal! Maybe I can become a fairy in the legend!"
He has his own dreams and his own mind, regardless of what other people say.
Fang Qingqing felt relieved after hearing this, and finally knew that he would not betray him.
If it can always be like this, it's actually pretty good.
They were chatting and passing the boring time, but in the city of steel, it seemed like a new year, and there was a burst of cheers:
"Oh, we are victorious! Thank the Marshal Army!"
"Hahaha, I'm alive again! The marshals are awesome!"
"Thank you God, God opened his eyes, no, the marshal opened his eyes, thank you!"
"Mom, my son has already run away. I don't believe that the young marshals can win. Let's slap in the face!"
Various voices, one after another, vent the excitement in my heart.
Unexpectedly, the Young Marshal Army actually blocked the terrorist attack outside.
And the guard of the city lord Yin Chun, driving a jeep and holding a big loudspeaker, walked through the streets and proclaimed:
"The City of Steel is safe, thank the Marshal Army for all its sniping!"
"The city lord has ordered all members to assemble in the central square to judge Wang Zhiming!"
Orders quickly spread in the city, and people quickly gathered in the central square while cheering.
They saw that City Lord Yin Chun, sitting on a high platform, saw the majestic leader of the queen for the first time.
Never thought that the leader would be a woman, and never thought that she should be so prestigious.
Wang Zhiming was tied to a large pillar, embarrassed, his clothes torn, and his face covered with tattered vegetable leaves and saliva.
There were even scratches on his face, blood oozing out.
His eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the floor in front of him, just waiting to die.
At this moment, a member of the guard ran to Yin Chun in stride, saluted with his right hand, and reported:
"Report, the chief, just counted the number of people in the city, it was less than 50,000! The rest of the people, driving motor vehicles, carrying food and fuel, fled to the east and west! Do you want to recover supplies!"
The tone of the guards' report was full of anger.
Unexpectedly, they were all in Beicheng. The people looted the supplies and fled directly.
Too not a sense of belonging, should be shot on the spot!
When Wang Zhiming heard the news, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Yin Chun sitting high on it, and said coldly:
"Yin Chun, this is the city you guarded. When you were ready to fight hard, the people behind ran 30%! Hahaha, are you chilling? Are you heartache? They are for themselves and never care about your garbage!"
He couldn't see Yin Chun's goodness, just a piece of news can make him excited and shout.
The people at the scene, whoever heard it, couldn't help but cast their heads down, wondering how to face Yin Chun.
There were fewer than 3,000 people who were able to follow to the north wall just now. The rest were either waiting to die or fleeing.
This mentality is not desirable.
Of course, Yin Chun didn't care.
Now that you ran away, don't let it go. Remove the false and keep the truth. The later, the more elites will be left.
If you care so much, you must not be exhausted!
Therefore, with a cold face on his face, he grabbed the handle of the Grand Master's chair with both hands and faintly ordered:
"Order, close the city gates, turn on the grid protection! All those who come back are blocked outside and hand over three times the resources, otherwise they are not allowed to enter! Go!"
Although those people had robbed food and fuel, they had no weapons in their hands and could not survive the dangers outside.
In the end, if you still want to return to the city of steel, you must collect more resources.
"Yes! Chief!"
The soldiers of the immediately agreed with excitement and left immediately.
Yin Chun's eyes fell on Wang Zhiming, and said coldly:
"Do you want to break my state of mind and make me uncomfortable? Dream, today is your death date! The whole city will not let you go!"