Only a puff sound was heard, and the fist was pierced through the body with internal organs. Then the arm was tightened, and with a snap, he pinched his head into meat sauce.

The blood of the scouts splashed all over the strong man, like a bloodthirsty demon god.

The young scout was so scared that he sat on the ground, his pants were wet, and he was so scared that he was urinating.

The strong man stared at the other party's eyes, stretched out his hand, pointed to the direction of Baihu City, and said in a deep voice, "Go back and tell them!"

"We're here!"

Then he turned around and ordered his men, "Give him a camel and let him go back and pass the message."

Soon, the young scout who was scared to his nerves and dementia was tied up with a camel. With a whip, the camel ran towards the north with a whip.

At about the same time, Chen Xing's convoy finally drove out of Baihu City after a day and night of congestion.

A large number of soldiers walking back appeared on the emergency passages on both sides of the expressway.

Vehicles along the way opened the windows, cheered and cheered at the crowds who were traveling against the road, and threw various snacks, drinks, bread and biscuits at them.

It is easy to distinguish the symbol of the National Guardian Army from the soldiers' combat uniforms. They all heard the news of the invasion of the Sand Kingdom from the radio and voluntarily returned to the battlefield.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Xing's face was a little complicated. Because the National Protection Army was ordered to disband.

He couldn't help but wonder if his decision was right?

Perhaps he is morally unworthy, just like a primary school student holding a pistol. Any decision is dangerous if his mind is immature and lacks social cognition.

No, he is right!

Another voice rang in their minds, they betrayed their oath and participated in the palace rebellion, and disbanding them was the only option.

He shook his head vigorously, clearing his complicated thoughts out of his mind.

When people are irritated, they want to find something to divert their attention, so he asked Xiao Yang, who was driving, to turn on the radio.

It’s okay to listen to the news, otherwise I don’t know what the situation has been like recently.

"Old, boss..."

Xiao Yang didn't turn on the radio, his face was tangled, he looked like he was constipated, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

"What are you doing?" Under Chen Xing's stare, Xiao Yang turned on the radio timidly.

After a rustling sound, the announcer's voice came out.

"Longhe Radio, broadcasting midday news..."

"According to the latest public opinion survey, 80% of the people believe that the dissolution of the National Guardian Army by former Prime Minister Chen Xing was an extremely wrong decision!"

"Seventy percent of the citizens believe that Chen Xing should be responsible for the invasion of Sha State!"

"Number of senior current affairs commentators jointly declared that Chen Xing should bear full responsibility for the chaotic situation in the Ambergris River!"

"There are civil groups that have appealed that former Prime Minister Chen Xing should commit suicide and apologize..."

"Damn it!" Chen Xing couldn't bear it anymore, cursed and kicked the radio apart.

Now he is a soft persimmon, and no one dares to pinch it. The group of women who are in conflict are the ones who are asking him to take the blame. The reason is very simple. Those women are all powerful and have heavy troops in their hands, and the news media dare not offend them at all.
Chapter completed!