Suppression

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

When the surrounding soldiers saw this, they began to shout out loudly. Each of them expressed their support for General Tai and looked at Fang Zhengzhi with an expression of one looking at a man who was half dead.

"Little kid, choose your weapon!" The smile on the edges of General Tai’s mouth grew colder and colder as he looked at Fang Zhengzhi’s expression. He had been holding back his anger for an entire day. Now was finally the time he could vent it all out.

How could he not be excited!

The hand that held the huge black axe turned slightly white due to his over-excitement.

"Wait a moment." Fang Zhengzhi quickly focused his gaze and spoke towards General Tai who was closing in on him step by step.

"Why, do you want to beg for mercy?" General Tai smiled coldly.