Several people turned their heads upon hearing this, looking towards a big shot from the Zha Tian Gang.
Currently, Fengle City had gathered over ten thousand civilian organizations and forces from across the Hua Yi nation. However, very few of these had a player base exceeding ten thousand. Zha Tian Gang was one of the prominent civilian forces among them, boasting a registered player count of over a hundred thousand. Thus, Zha Tian Gang's words carried significant weight within the People's Alliance of Fengle City.
"Brother Xiong, what do you mean?" a female shooter player wearing a leather jacket asked him.
"We humans have two main cities, but we've been fighting too little. Think about it, in over a year, besides the occasional conflicts among ourselves in the first few months, what have we been doing?"
"We've been holed up in the city, starting our days with endless dungeons. Every morning, when we see system announcements, we can only feel envy and jealousy! So, I've decided to make Fengle City our headquarters and send the main force to Shangjing City. First, to contribute to the defense of Shangjing City, and second, to see if Shangjing City can also launch an offensive against the ghost race's main city."
Xiong Zai stood up. Compared to a few months ago, he had matured considerably, and even his Mandarin had improved.
"What about here? Do you really not need us?" a warrior player clad in full golden armor hesitated.
This was the only paradise for the Hua Yi nation, as the Refining God Tower, the Ascension Ladder, and the Holy Statues were unique to this place, not enjoyed by foreigners. Therefore, no one wished for Fengle City to fall.
"With simultaneous attacks on the East and West Gates, and the City Lord also applying for a conquest of the ghost race's main city, it shows the City Lord has sufficient strength and Dragon Palace has sufficient capability. Moreover, since the map fusion began, it seems Fengle City's wars haven't required our participation?"
"We can gain experience and supplies from dungeons, and killing the ghost race yields the same. I'll report this to General Liu later so he can advise us. What do you all think?"
As Xiong Zai spoke, he scanned the dozens of people around him. Each of these individuals represented a force of ten thousand. If these forces were unified, they might fall slightly short of official forces, but they would still be a formidable power!
The People's Alliance was a league formed by these forces uniting. It was similar to associations in the real world. Currently, the alliance had gathered over a hundred forces and groups in Fengle City, with a total population of 1.21 million, which could be considered a million-strong army.
If more forces could be gathered and all civilian groups could be united, this power could directly contend with some countries.
Silence fell over the entire restaurant. As leaders of their respective forces, how could they not understand this? However, knowing something was one thing, and being able to do it was another.
They were, after all, residents of Fengle City and had signed a series of contracts with it. Considering their current income in Fengle City, the gold coins required to breach the contract would directly shrink their assets by more than half, not to mention their entire organizational force.
"Brother Xiong, I understand what you mean, but will this affect Fengle City's interests? You also know our current situation, don't you?" Li Bin, the president of the Huang Long Hui, who sat in a corner, asked Xiong Zai. He was the second president of the Huang Long Hui, controlling the fate of over seventy thousand people.
To join Fengle City, they had even utilized many connections. Only after truly joining did they realize the binding power of these agreements on an organization was beyond their imagination.
"I know what you're thinking, which is why I'm saying I'll find General Liu to seek his advice. If we can represent the forces of Fengle City in battle, then all problems will be resolved. It's just... perhaps we'll have to surrender a certain proportion of our earnings to the higher authorities." Xiong Zai said in a deep voice.
Everyone fell silent again. The strong always grow stronger; this was the way of things. And this was the primary reason Ye Yun had signed the agreements back then.
The total player count of civilian organizations exceeded twenty million. Without strong constraints, once these individuals became powerful or unified, their minds would easily swell. If a rebellion were to occur then, Dragon Palace's energy might not be enough to suppress it.
Especially now, with the human race only having two main cities. Countless forces were eyeing these two cakes. Take Shangjing City, for instance; forces from abroad were watching it, and if they saw an opportunity, they would not hesitate to seize power. This was also the main reason Elder Song wanted to tie all the public forces to Fengle City's chariot, as only here could their strength grow faster.
"Playing a game is all about passion and excitement. I agree with Xiong Zai's words... I think specific matters can be discussed in the real world." At this point, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Gate, who had been silent, spoke. Thus, the top three civilian forces in Fengle City finally had a rare unified understanding.
Meanwhile, in the Qi Tian Tower, Ye Yun was unaware of their thoughts. At this moment, his fingers rapidly swiped across the screen, observing the entire battlefield from a god's perspective.
At the East Gate, the war continued unabated. However, to Ye Yun's surprise, the alien races, which had been rapidly scaling the city walls, seemed to have received an order and slowed down. They retreated from the direct combat, forming a tight encirclement around the four thousand Dragon Palace members.
Arrows, spells, spears...
Countless ranged attacks flew over the encirclement towards the Dragon Palace members. Those in the air became their primary targets.
"Obey my command! Contract the defense perimeter, the Blood Barbarians will stand on the front lines! Protect the support units! Yellow Turban Warriors will block attacks! Support units, hurry and recover!" Zhou Ning Dong's cold voice echoed in the command channel. He stood atop the city wall, observing the entire battlefield and issuing commands.
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"The enemy's attacks are numerous and concentrated. My Yellow Turban Warriors won't be able to hold on much longer!" Mu Zihang controlled the Yellow Turban Warriors at the outermost perimeter. Of the original nearly one hundred thousand Yellow Turban Warriors, less than twenty thousand remained. This number dwindled even faster after being surrounded, with dozens falling almost every second.
"Damn it, ever since these demon races arrived, why have they gotten so smart? Even their combat style has changed." Xie Yifeng stood at the front line, quickly consuming potions to recover while the Yellow Turban Warriors blocked attacks.