Super Student's Three-realms Army

A western man wearing a black and brown military coat of the KGB stood at the entrance, supporting himself with his hands.    

If Byelikov was here, he would definitely recognize this western man as the second person who stood beside the Druid, Connor, in the Great Plain of West Siberian.    

After hearing this, Bellia was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Ivanovic.    

"Ivanovic, what kind of nonsense are you talking about!"    

"I have not been defeated, and neither has the Blood Demonic Wolf Clan been defeated. The Tsarist Russia army has not been defeated!"    

"At this point, how can we, the dignified soldiers of Tsarist Russia, bow our heads and admit defeat to an eastern person?"    

The old soldier, who had white hair and was in his seventies, had a calm expression on his face.    

However, at this moment, he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices. He almost rushed over and slapped the western man to death.    

"Ivanovic, tell me, who gave you this order?"    

"Could it be the emperor of Qianding City?!"    

The western man, who was called Ivanovic by Bellia, lowered his head in shame.    

"Master, it's... it's the order of the great emperor of Qianding City."    

"The great emperor of Qianding City..."    

Upon hearing the word 'emperor', all the expressions on Bellia's face froze. The old man's face turned deathly pale, and no blood could be seen in his eyes.    

His eyes were filled with endless sadness and disappointment. It was as if he had been drained of all his energy, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.    

"Forget it... Forget it..."    

"Since the order was personally given by the great emperor, I, Bellia, would not dare to disobey..."    

As he spoke, the bitter smile on Bellia's face grew wider. He shook his head, and the blood aura on his body gradually dissipated. The Blood Essence that had just begun to burn also extinguished. He staggered to his feet, his face filled with despair.    

Zhang Xiaofann frowned and said coldly, "Forget it... Forget it..."    

"You want to end the war on your own, but you haven't asked if I, Zhang Wutian, agree!"    

"Zhang Wutian, don't push it!"    

After hearing Zhang Xiaofann's words, the anger that Bellia had suppressed earlier ignited once again. His eyes were filled with anger, and his hair stood on end. It seemed like he wanted to rush up and fight Zhang Xiaofann to the death!    

"Respected Lord Law-free Devil Sovereign, Lord Zhang Wutian, this war has already faintly reached the edge of losing control."    

"Also, you are well aware that this war between you and the Tsarist Russia is just a matter of a few unscrupulous scoundrels. What they have done is nothing, and it doesn't represent the will of the two hundred and eighty million people of our Tsarist Russia!"