He made up his mind.
"Leave the wind barbarian race to me. Within three days, I will make sure that they will not be able to step into the barren County battlefield."
"Are you serious?" The Marquis of Eastern desolation was serious.
"Yes," Xiao ran nodded.
"You have to think this through. If you can hold off the wind barbarian race for three days, I promise you that without the help of the wind barbarian Army, the Zhou nation will lose this war without a doubt! If you can't do it, don't be arrogant. I'll reorganize the troops and find an opportunity to defeat the Zhou Army and take down Zhou Tianqi!"
