It's understandable why the U.K. army assembled so hastily.

After all, seeing the totems on their banners, recognizing their affiliation.

Isn't this something easily handled?

They don't even need the entire army to strike, they can easily manage it.

Yet the U.K. still did so.

It seems, after all, that the U.K. is still very cautious.

"They discovered early, acted quickly, it seems they want to attack while we haven't fully reacted, and rush back before the other camps make any move, taking our points as their merits." Big Beard analyzed and said.

In the distance.

The U.K.'s army of professionals had mostly gathered, charging towards this side.

At the front of the army, a heavy armored cavalry rode on the back of a special demon beast.

Appearing particularly striking.

The demon beast was massive, covered all over with thick scale armor, its limbs strong and powerful, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Its eyes flickered with a ghostly green light, breath seething from its mouth intermittently.

Clearly, this was the mount of the heavy armored cavalry, the unique battle partner of its hidden professional.

And this heavy armored cavalry was precisely the commander of the U.K. army.

His armor was engraved with complex runes, with a faint magical glow.

In his hand was a weapon resembling a long spear.

At this moment.

He was chatting and laughing with several equally well-equipped adjutants beside him.

His tone was full of disdain and mockery towards the Ba Country camp.

"Take it quickly, since it's the Ba Country, it's no different than a child's toy castle."

The commander sneered, pointing his spear towards the vaguely visible Ba Country camp in the distance, his tone full of contempt.

An adjutant responded: "Based on previous years' experience, they probably don't even have many decent professionals, it's just their bad luck getting randomly close to us. Or rather, it's our good luck, encountering such a weak neighbor as soon as we entered the battlefield map, points practically delivered to our doorstep."

Another adjutant laughed too, his tone filled with pride: "Yeah, this time we don't need to bother with tactics, just crush them directly, their professionals probably don't even have the courage to resist, they might not even bother to activate the defense shield of the camp."

Upon hearing this, the commander burst out laughing.

He shouted: "Pass the order, the whole army speeds up, don't give them a chance to breathe! Take it swiftly! Then return, don't forget, we still don't know where Longxia is, can't have our home stolen!"

One of the adjutants nodded and passed the order.

Another said: "The battlefield map is so vast, Longxia's position is unclear, but it's impossible for them to find us in such a short time, unless we're really that unlucky."

As the order was passed down.

The U.K. army quickened its pace!

The army moved like a black torrent, surging towards the Ba Country's camp.

The commander, riding on the demon beast, scanned ahead, a cold smile tugging at his lips.

As if he'd already seen the scene of the Ba Country camp being breached.

Seen the enormous points the U.K. was about to gain.

However, he didn't notice.

In the distance, on the tower of the Ba Country camp, Lu Ran's gaze coldly watched their every move.

Big Beard saw the army gradually approaching.

Looked nervously towards Lu Ran.

Lu Ran merely said: "I'll handle it."

Just four simple words.

Yet...

Big Beard looked around.

He asked: "Don't you need to notify Longxia's army?"

Instead, it left Lu Ran somewhat startled.

But he immediately reacted.

Globally, although everyone knew Lu Ran was formidable, no one really knew just how formidable.

Now, with the U.K. army attacking, Lu Ran facing them alone, how could he fight?

Because by normal reasoning.

In a battle between two armies, and the opponent is U.K., a superpower!

You're a single professional, an Undead Mage, even if you're the world's top Undead Mage, could you withstand thousands of soldiers alone?

Moreover.

It wasn't just any army, it was the U.K.'s million-strong force!

Lu Ran shrugged, responding: "There's no need to notify, I'll handle it."

No need for more words.

Prove yourself through actions!

Before long.

The U.K. army arrived below the camp.

The commander instantly spotted Big Beard on the tower.

And Lu Ran standing beside him.

From their positions, it's clear their status within the camp.

"Who is the commander?" the U.K.'s heavy armored cavalry commander shouted.

"That's me." Big Beard shouted, neither servile nor overbearing.

Though without Lu Ran, the Ba Country would surely be finished.

But since death isn't permanent on the battlefield map, it wasn't that much pressure.

Now with Lu Ran beside him.

He indeed felt much more confident.

But truth be told, the confidence wasn't immense.

After all.

You, Lu Ran, are still just one man!

Big Beard even thought Lu Ran might be somewhat arrogant.

Or conceited!

Globally, who dares to face a million-strong army of professionals and claim they can handle it alone?

"Alright then, I assume you've seen our banner."

"That's right, we are the U.K."

"Your luck isn't great."

"Our first direction of detection was towards you."

"The army has gathered, you can choose to fight, resist, but deep down you know the result."

"I don't like senseless battles, after all, killing doesn't earn points."

"So, to not waste time, I advise you to open the camp gates directly."

"Let us capture the battle banner, and spare yourselves unnecessary suffering."

"Though you won't die on the battlefield map, being killed is an uncomfortable feeling."

"What do you think?"

...

The meaning is simple.

If you fight, you won't win.

Then just surrender, hand over the battle banner so we can take it.

Don't waste our time, and spare yourselves the pain of being killed.

Most crucially.

The U.K. now lacks time!

Though they know they aren't unlucky enough to be directly targeted by Longxia.

But with millions of troops gathered, their U.K. camp is nearly empty!

The Ba Country camp is weak, but if it resists, taking it would also take time.

The U.K. doesn't want to waste time, as that would be too risky.

Hearing this, Big Beard.

Involuntarily looked towards Lu Ran.

If Lu Ran hadn't arrived.

Big Beard might have agreed to their terms.

It wouldn't be cowardice.

Just unnecessary to resist.

If death was permanent, he'd resist till the end.

But now, he won't truly die, and certainly can't beat the U.K.

Futile resistance would just invite unnecessary suffering.

But since Lu Ran is here, he'll see what Lu Ran decides.

Though Big Beard didn't know where Lu Ran's confidence in handling the situation alone came from.

Could it be intimidating the opponent using Longxia's name?

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