"Let our Chinese cavalry crush every inch of the enemy's mountains and rivers!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword from his waist: "Follow me, gentlemen, and fight the world!"

As he spoke, a decisive aura came down and enveloped everyone.

Suddenly, everyone in the city was infected by Cheng Mu's words and momentum, and became full of passion.

"Fight the world! Fight the world! Fight the world!"

Everyone echoed loudly, and their morale reached its highest peak.

"Fightable."

Zhuge Liang nodded aside.

He looked at Cheng Mu with relief: 'My lord finally has a hint of kingly aura.'

The long sword at his waist was specially prepared for this mobilization. The fighting spirit that infects every player is also exuded by him.

In terms of strength, of course the sword has the highest strength. Of course, a sword alone is not enough, the most important thing is momentum.

The roaring like a tsunami lasted for dozens of minutes.

Even Cheng Mu himself was immersed in it.

He has never experienced such a magnificent momentum, and at this moment he is the uncrowned king!

The sword rises again, united as one.

Cheng Mu held the sword and stabbed north:
Chapter completed!