The Gray Party combatants, gladiators and death warriors were all caught up in the celebration.
Every victory is worth celebrating.
Defeating the coalition forces this time laid the foundation for Xiaobai's return.
Xiaobai did not order to pursue Xin Ping. In his opinion, this was simply unnecessary.
Xin Ping has failed, and what he will face next is not only him, but also those angry nobles.
In a battle, so many people died, and Xin Ping could not shirk his responsibility.
A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple. As long as he is still in Duoluo City, there is no need to worry about not being able to find him.
As for the nobles, Xiaobai is not worried at all.
The vast majority of nobles are just outsiders, they will follow whoever brings them more benefits and benefits.
Obviously, what Xin Ping can bring is not as good as what Xiaobai can bring to them.
Xiaobai also knew why the nobles jointly sent out private soldiers this time. Xiaobai also knew what Comer and Demora were doing behind the scenes.
In order to get more nobles to join the coalition, Xin Ping did not hide the existence of the two high councilors.
Xiaobai will naturally know it too.
Now, these two senior congressmen standing behind Xin Ping will become his reminder.
Whatever agreements and deals there were between them, it seems impossible to reach them now.
The outcome was decided in one battle, and from this moment on, Doro City basically fell into Xiaobai's hands.
The Lord of Doro City is still alive now, but he is not far from death. Xiaobai will eventually take his place, and no one can stop him.
The Gray Party itself was formed to help Xiaobai, and now it has returned to Xiaobai's hands.
Counting on his fingers, it seems that there are only three people left to deal with now, the city lord whom he has never met before, and Comer and Demora who are causing trouble later.
When Duoluo City falls into the palm of our hands, the army of Samsara Continent will also arrive and use this place as a base to start expanding outwards.
Xiaobai looked up at the sky. It was still covered with dark clouds and heavy rain would come soon. He began to urge his subordinates to return to the city.
The private soldiers of the nobles were defeated miserably and fled into Doro City without looking back.
The soldiers guarding the city looked at the private soldiers of the nobles who looked like bereft dogs in surprise.
These guys rely on their master's aristocratic status and usually have high standards.
They fought their way out of Doluo City with great momentum before, but now they failed.
The soldiers guarding the city did not have a good impression of the private soldiers of the nobles. It was unexpectedly satisfying to see these proud guys fail and become very embarrassed.
The private soldiers of the nobles fled into the city in panic, broke into pieces, dispersed into the streets, and ran towards their master's home.
They were going to report the news and bring the news of the coalition's failure to their masters.
The private soldiers entered the city, and after a while, a group of jubilant people arrived.
The people in the front all had beaming smiles on their faces.
Although they also had bruises and wounds on their bodies, they were in much better condition than the panicked private soldiers of the nobles.
Were these the people who defeated the noble private soldiers?
The soldiers guarding the city observed the Gray Party combatants and stood up straight unconsciously.
Although the private soldiers of the nobles are annoying, it must be said that they are very powerful.
The fact that these people can defeat the private soldiers of the nobles proves their strength. They are truly strong and worthy of respect.
The Gray Party combatants looked at the soldiers guarding the city who suddenly became serious. They were stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk inside while laughing.
After the fighting faction are the silent gladiators and death warriors.
They have different ideas from the militant faction, and they don't feel there is anything abnormal about a victory.
In their minds, victory is deserved, and failure is surprising.
A soldier looked at the death warrior carefully.
His eyes just happened to glance at a Kuang Zhan. The Kuang Zhan obviously felt his gaze and subconsciously looked at the soldier.
They were a pair of cautious eyes, the blood-red color had not completely faded away, and they were filled with madness and ferocity that made people tremble.
The two looked at each other.
The soldier suddenly trembled, quickly put away his gaze, and stood still without squinting.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.
The berserker walked forward while staring at the soldier.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaobai happened to walk up to the mad warrior and asked doubtfully.
The Berserker turned back, looked at Xiao Bai, grinned, and said, "Nothing, just taking a look, I feel like these guys are so cowardly."
The death warriors beside him couldn't help but laugh in a low voice after hearing his words.
They all saw the appearance of the soldiers guarding the city just now.
Xiaobai was also amused by his words, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "This is not the Continent of Samsara, there are not so many enemies."
The berserk warrior nodded clearly and said sarcastically: "So it's because you lived too well that you lost your courage?"
A soldier beside him leaned his head between him and Xiaobai and said with a strange smile: "Maybe the girls are too fierce and drained their strength, so they are so cowardly!"
The vulgar language made the surrounding soldiers laugh.
Xiaobai chuckled softly and did not blame the soldier for his vulgar language.
Why blame?
Their vulgarity exactly represents their lives.
People in Samsara Continent don’t have as many pursuits as modern people.
The other world does not have such rich material enjoyment.
The only thing they can entertain is these vulgar-sounding words.
All that can be pursued, apart from the necessary food, the glory of the gods, and one's own strength, is to continue the family line.
There is already very little entertainment, do we still need to deprive it?
The death warriors laughed happily, spoke words that the desert people could not understand, and followed the team towards the city.
Their team attracted curious eyes, and the citizens of Doluo City took to the streets and stood on both sides of the streets, looking at them curiously.
At this moment, a child in rags carrying a small basket in his hand suddenly ran out of the crowd and rushed towards the death warrior.
She opened her mouth to shout something, but when she saw the death warrior covered in dirty blood that looked like her, she was speechless.
Thinking of her younger brothers and sisters who were still waiting for her to eat at home, the little girl gathered up her courage and shouted in a small voice: "Do you want to buy some food?"
Her voice is very small, if you don't listen carefully, you will definitely not hear it.
When the little girl felt a little lost, a shadow enveloped her.
She looked up blankly, only to find three tall death warriors looking down at her.
Those eyes were a little cold and a little scary.
The little girl raised the basket in her hand and opened the cloth covering it, revealing the steaming pancakes.
She mustered up her courage, held back the tears that were about to flow, and asked weakly: "Do you want to buy food?"
The three death warriors looked at each other and took away the little girl's basket, leaving behind a piece of gold that was far larger than the hot cake.