A moment later, Chu Feng looked at the group of phantom soldiers standing in formation behind him. They were enveloped by the concealment array. A confident smile appeared on his face.
Including the remaining phantom soldiers from before…
There were a total of more than 500 soldiers!
There were more than 120 generals!
It even far exceeded the initial number!
How could he lose?!
Even if they fought purely with their advantage in numbers, they would also kill the other party!
At this moment, Chu Feng slowly raised his eyes to look at the vast sky.
The military merit rankings had just dissipated.
The loud voice rose again.
The fourteenth round of Emperor's Chess is about to begin. Please be prepared.
Chu Feng understood that when this voice appeared, it would not be long before the next round of Emperor's Chess began.