He Zhenyuan's eyes reddened, his vision slightly blurred.
Before he could be fully moved, a scarlet teleportation array in the distance lit up.
After the red light flickered, another team, wearing uniforms strikingly similar to the Xia Professional Alliance Army, arrived on the battlefield once again.
"Headmaster Yang Rong of the Imperial Capital Military Academy, bringing 2,600 elite troops to the battlefield, requesting orders from the Marshal!"
This voice was very loud, making those who heard it feel their blood boil.
The uniforms of the Imperial Capital Military Academy were strikingly similar to the Xia Professional Alliance Army, but every elite in their ranks bore a hint of youthful inexperience.
Nonetheless, their determined eyes, with the resolve to defend their homeland, were still quite dazzling.
Next, another red beam of light appeared, as nearly 3,000 more powerful elites arrived.
