Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"Except for the few well-known legions under his command, it seems that there are only ten thousand zombie legions and ten thousand demonized beast legions!"

The messenger replied honestly, there is no need for fraud.

"In other words, he brought a total of 20,000 troops? Hahaha! Funny! Really ridiculous!"

Kang Yong looked contemptuous on his face, shook his bloated body, and casually amused with the maid beside him again.

For him, this simply couldn't make him cheer up to face it.

"My Envoy, this Fang Fan is not ordinary, we must not take it lightly, no matter what, we still have to stand up!"

"It would be even better if the Envoy could invite Kang Guo's army!"

Wei Xun showed an expression of excitement on his face. How could he have no purpose in supporting this idiot for so long, and now it's time to see him!

"Aren't you kidding me? The enemy's army is only 20,000 troops... You asked me to invite Kang Guo's army? You shamelessly, I still need a face!"

"How can you say that there are hundreds of thousands of troops in this city, why are you so persuaded?"

Kang Yong looked at Wei Xun contemptuously. A small country is a small country, and he doesn't even have this responsibility and confidence.

Dozens of times more than the enemy's army, will they still be in chaos? How can there be such a reason?

Wei Xun wanted to say more, but when he saw that Kang Yong didn't care, he moved his mouth and couldn't continue speaking.

Although this fat pig doesn't care about it, there are some things that make sense.

Absolute elite defenders gathered in the Acropolis, with hundreds of thousands of troops, is it really afraid of Fang Fan's 20,000 troops?

Although Fang Fan has several high-level legions under Fang Fan, after all, where is the number...

Even if you let them kill, kill 100,000, 200,000 people, should they be tired?

Wouldn't he be in charge of the rhythm of the war by then?

"Ming'er, you personally supervise the battle, and you must guard the city wall!"

"Let the troops of the Acropolis enter the first level of combat readiness!"

"Since Fang Fan is coming to die, the Acropolis is his burial place!"

"This world's number one power, if it can fall to the Acropolis, our country will be famous!"

Wei Xun geared his hands, his eyes seemed eagerly excited.

This is an opportunity, an opportunity to prove yourself.

"Don't worry, my father, this Fang Fan is so pretentious that he only brought 20,000 troops to attack the Acropolis! This time he has no return!"

Wei Ming's face was full of self-confidence. For him, he was steady and steady, but he didn't think there would be any surprises in such a battle that anyone with a discerning eye could see through!

...

Acropolis, under the city.

Fang Fan led the troops.

He is no stranger to this city.

The city he broke for the first time was the Acropolis!

The city he destroyed for the first time was also the acropolis. I remembered that he had earned a thousand high-grade magic crystals at that time, which solved his urgent need.

Then there is the big granary of the Acropolis, making Fang Fan establish a stable situation in Jiangcheng.

Here is the beginning and the end.

"Fang Fan! I advise you to get out! The Acropolis is not something you can attack! You don't want to die! Get away!"

"My acropolis is dozens of times stronger than you! If you dare to die! This is your grave!"

Upstairs in Jiangcheng East City, Wei Ming began to clamor frantically.

He originally wanted to lead his troops out of the city to fight, but after carefully looking at the Dragon Knight Legion and the Demon Lord Legion soaring in the sky, he resolutely chose to give up.