No, it won't take that long.

The eastern Sichuan army may be fine, but this is Eagle Valley.

Sixteen minutes.

In just sixteen minutes, the west city wall was broken by the beast tide.

In the imperial capital, Churchips looked at the imperial capital that turned into a sea of ​​fire, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

Why is this happening?

Why is this happening?!!

"Where is my troops? Where is the city guard?!" Churchips was furious and cursed.

The attendant next to him shook like a sieve, his face was bloodless: "The guards... the guards have all been destroyed!"

"All destroyed?!"

Churchips looked disbelief: "Thirty thousand defenders will be destroyed? What are they doing for food?! More than one million people in eastern Sichuan can block 100 million, but more than one million people can block 10 million, can't we hold on for a day?"

Churchips' words made the servant seem to have removed his backbone.

He raised his head, looked at Churchips in despair, and murmured: "Only... President, IMHO, we...we...we are not Chuandong."

Just then.

With a bang.

The president's bedroom door was kicked open.

Karl, the head of the Shett-strait, and Barsaka, the head of the Sakar, broke in.

Carl pointed at Churchips' nose and scolded: "Churcheips, what's going on? Tell me clearly!

Didn’t you send someone to the dungeon to grab the secret treasure with us on your back? Why did the monsters in the dungeon come out?

What the hell are you doing?!"
Chapter completed!