After the male supporting role stopped interfering, the female protagonist suffered

Zhou returned to the conference room and the others were already waiting.

They were wearing the same blue uniform and sitting in the conference room waiting for Zhou Hui's arrival.

The entire conference room is bright and spacious, with nanmu chairs placed next to the long nanmu table.

They were all former students. After Zhou Hui established Ivory City, he assessed these students.

After passing the assessment, I started my job.

Under Zhou Hui's guidance, they have long been able to stand on their own.

After Zhou Hui sat down, he looked at everyone and said, "You are all the elites of Qingshui District in Xiangya City. I have received news that the imperial court has sent Yongliang Prince Zhao Zhou to attack Xiangya City."

Hearing this, everyone was talking about it. They never thought that the court would attack Ivory City.

"You should know that everything in Ivory City is worthy of the court's attention."

Whether it is cement or glass, these things are not available in the imperial court.

"So, I need the Propaganda Department to publicize the court's attack on Ivory City. You need to tell the people that a peaceful and harmonious life needs our joint protection! We in Ivory City are fearless!"

Zhou Hui looked at everyone, his tone firm, he would definitely protect the peace of Ivory City.

"Ivory City, fearless! Long live Ivory City!"

These officials have long regarded themselves as part of the Ivory City and vowed to defend it to the death.

Zhou Hui nodded and whispered, "Long live Ivory City! Long live the people! I, Zhou Hui, swear to defend Ivory City until my death."

"Long live Ivory City! Long live the people! We will defend Ivory City to the death!"

Everyone shouted in unison, their eyes filled with burning sincerity and determination to die.

They had had enough, enough of being bullied by the clan.

Even if I die for Ivory City, so what?

They have experienced the feeling of being truly valued and doing practical things for the people, and they can never go back to the past.

*

Two months later, the army of Zhao Zhou, King of Yongliang, arrived at the epidemic border. He rode on a tall horse and looked at the Ivory City from afar.

The person who came to fight from Xiangya City was Xie Jiabao. He was also riding a tall horse and looking straight at Yongliang King Zhao Zhou.

"I am Zhao Zhou, the Prince of Yongliang. I will not kill nameless people."

Zhao Zhou looked at the man in front of him. The clothes he wore were very interesting, different from those of their soldiers.

"I am Xie Jiabao from the Ironclad Camp. Today I respectfully send Prince Zhao Zhou of Yongliang to his grave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a number of divine thunders flew up from Ivory City and directly hit Zhao Zhou's team.

"Iron Armor Battalion, defend Ivory City to the death!"

Xie Jiabao spoke with full of energy, and the look in his eyes when he looked towards Zhao Zhou's army was filled with murderous intent.

"Iron Armor Battalion, defend Ivory City to the death!"

"Iron Armor Battalion, defend Ivory City to the death!"

"Iron Armor Battalion, defend Ivory City to the death!"

Thunders exploded one after another, and the entire enemy camp was in chaos. They had never expected it to turn out like this.

"Is this a divine punishment? Is the heavens on the side of Ivory City?"

"Ah! My hand was blown off."

"Ah! My legs are blown to pieces."

"We were wrong! We were wrong! Let us go! We don't want to die."

The enemy camp was blown to pieces, and Zhao Zhou also had one hand blown off.

"Protect the prince! Protect the prince! Ah!"

"Your Majesty, you go first! You go first! Ah!"

Everyone in Ivory City was stunned. They had never expected that the divine thunder had such a strong attack capability that it could wipe out all the enemies.

One of them swallowed and whispered, "What on earth is in Mr. Zhou's head?"

"Now, I am extremely fortunate to be from Ivory City."

The divine thunder deepened their fear and admiration for Mr. Zhou.

Xie Jiabao was also shocked. He never expected the divine thunder to be so powerful.

The divine thunder had already stopped firing, and when the sound of the artillery fire from the other side died down, Xie Jiabao said, "Cut the grass at its roots, and don't show mercy."

"Yes!"

The soldiers in the first row quickly took out wooden planks and built a bridge to make it easier for everyone to pass.

Zhao Zhou led an army of 50,000, but they were all buried outside the Ivory City. It's really... unbelievable.