"Then what should we do now?" Although we knew that this might be the enemy's lie, Sevelu still had no choice. Dic, who was sent out before, has not come back yet. This proves that Dic is likely to be in danger!

If there are really talented people in the Chinese Empire who can kill Daichi, then this battle of the Persian Empire will be in great danger!

"Your Majesty, I don't think we need to deal with it now. The only response is to remind the guards not to panic. The enemy is just bluffing! Let them pay attention to defense, so that we can ensure that everything is foolproof!" Hans said.

"Where is the city of Samoto?" Sevelu said with a frown.

"Save it as long as you should!" Hans shook his head and said.

"This..." Sevelu was obviously very hesitant. After all, the city of Samoto can be regarded as a big city on the eastern border in Persia. Although it cannot match the capital Taixi lockdown, it is almost the same.

"Your Majesty, there is a saying in China that you should stop and suffer from chaos!" Hans said.

"Okay, then I'll send the order. No matter what Samoto City is like, the guards of each city will do their own defense and never let the enemy take advantage of anything!" Savelu took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yes! Your Majesty is wise!" Hans quickly praised.

"Okay, you go down!" Sevelu waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, in fact, you don't have to worry too much about Samoto City. The enemy seems to be coming in a fierce manner, but in fact, the enemy's nest is too far from our Persia. Once the enemy retreats, Samoto City will definitely be given up!" Hans comforted.

After saying this, Hans retreated, leaving only Sevelu in the hall.

"Yes, once the Chinese Empire withdrew its troops, they will definitely retreat all!" Sevelu said to himself, "In that case, Persia will not seem to be destroyed!"

Sevelu thought of a solution, that is, if it doesn't work, just make peace and give the Chinese Empire enough benefits? No matter what, Persia is still rich and powerful, and this little blood is still affordable!

However, what I don’t know is that Zhao Feng’s goal is not just that simple. Zhao Feng’s goal is to completely destroy Persia, and even the next move will go south to attack the Kushan Empire. Whether it is for the goal or to prevent Persia from stabbing in the back, Zhao Feng has the reason to destroy Persia!

Soon, the defenders in the upper and lower cities of Persia received the news, that was to wait and see what happened and defend the city well. Therefore, the upper and lower cities of Persia ignored Zhao Feng's news. No general dared to take action without authorization to Samoto City to regain the city! Moreover, all the generals did not tell the soldiers or the people that Samoto City had been captured!

However, although the generals did nothing, they were not as good as the means of spreading news by the Jinyiwei of the Chinese Empire! In just one night, the news spread wildly, and all the people and soldiers in the city received the news - Samoto City fell and the invasion of the Chinese Empire began!

It was at this moment that the cities of all sizes and all over Persia fell into panic. It goes without saying what status this Samoto City has in Persia is self-evident. Both the people and the soldiers know this. Even Samoto City was captured. So is their city far away from being captured?

Many people have packed their parcels and are ready to leave their hometowns to find a paradise without war, especially those people who have left the city of Samoto. They carried their parcels and left their hometown as early as the night they received the news!

"I didn't expect that Saiweilu would have such a response. Such an enemy is really interesting!" Zhao Feng looked at the information in his hand and smiled.

"Lord, the response made by Seville is actually more capable of our plan! The more he prevents the soldiers from leaving the city and defends seriously, the more we should let these soldiers know that the Samoto City in Persia has been captured!" Guo Jia said.

"You are getting worse and worse!" Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"Hehe, we are each other, what does that old saying come from? Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. I mingle with my lord every day, and it will be strange if I don't become bad!" Guo Jia said with a smile.

"You little brat! You dare to scold me like this. I think you are itchy, right?" Zhao Feng cursed with a smile.

"Lord, don't be angry. Jia is wrong, can't he be wrong?" Guo Jia said with a bitter face.

"Hmph!" Zhao Feng snorted coldly, "Is the Phantom back?"

"I have come back, and the army has been repaired and can be driven out at any time!" Guo Jia said.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll send an order to continue to advance tomorrow and advance westward towards Azac City!" Zhao Feng ordered.

"Yes!" Guo Jia nodded, turned around and went out to pass the order.

"Brother Feng, when did you get the job done?" Sun Shangxiang suddenly said something in Zhao Feng's ear.

"Serious business? What kind of business?" Seeing Sun Shangxiang's solemn statement, Zhao Feng was confused and asked in confusion.

"Of course..." Sun Shangxiang suddenly changed his tone, looked at Zhao Feng with a smirk, and then looked at Mo Lan beside him.

In an instant, Zhao Feng and Mo Lan knew what the serious matter was about Sun Shangxiang’s mouth! Although Sun Shangxiang spoke in a low voice, Mo Lan still heard it. In an instant, Mo Lan’s face kept red to the base of her neck, lowered her head, and did not dare to turn her head to look at Zhao Feng and Sun Shangxiang.

"What are you thinking about in your head every day?" Zhao Feng said angrily.

"Hehe, I won't bother you two tonight!" As he said that, Sun Shangxiang jumped away from the tent.

"This girl!" Zhao Feng smiled helplessly.

"Lan'er, Xiang'er has this kind of personality, don't mind!" Zhao Feng spoke after Sun Shangxiang left.

"Yes!" Mo Lan was still shy, lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhao Feng's eyes.

"Since Xiang'er has given us such an opportunity, don't waste it!" Zhao Feng picked up Mo Lan's delicate body and walked towards the bed!

Molan was nervous and happy in her heart, but she shyly buried her head in Zhao Feng's chest.

A night of romantic life is not worthy of being a word from outsiders.

The next morning, after breakfast, the army set sail and marched west again. This time the destination was Azac, a big city in eastern Persia!
Chapter completed!