Great Xia?
Du Yu?
Zhongli Chen's eyes burned fervently; the young man's concise and powerful response was exactly to his liking.
The name of the visitor was secondary.
The key was the two strong and clear words the young man began with—Great Xia.
As a general, Zhongli Chen's sense of belonging to a nation was something ordinary people could hardly imagine.
The weight of the words "Great Xia" in this foreign land battlefield of life and death was explosively high in value.
When soldiers, at the brink of life and death, received a land-breaking compatriot, a battle buddy from their homeland, how could it not be exhilarating?
If the story's perspective shifted to focus on the eight hundred soldiers...
The soldiers, on this expedition, received the strongest support from their country behind them.
When the soldiers contracted their defensive formation, desperately resisting under the bombardment of endless stars, the Seven Saints of Great Xia suddenly appeared!
