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"What a formidable Steel Lions." Ye Yinzhu inwardly felt a chill, while also admiring Xi Duofu greatly. If his Qin City could also have such an army, not much, four thousand would be enough. If that were really the case, then even facing an enemy ten times their size, he would be confident to take them on.
A slight smile appeared on Xi Duofu's face, one of contentment and pride. When his gaze shifted to the other two hundred warriors, his expression turned cold once more.
Marshall Xi Duofu, renowned throughout Milan alongside Martin, who is called the Shield of Milan, while Xi Duofu's nickname is the Sword of Milan. The incomparably sharp Sword of Milan.
Upon seeing the Marshal, the previous laxity vanished. The two hundred warriors, including fifty mages, all stood solemnly. Although they were not in neat formation, not a trace of a smile could be seen on their faces. Each one selected to be here was a gem, only they held much arrogance in their hearts.