A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1792

At Norwal City, roars filled the air as thousands continued to stay on their knees.

The thundering booms of their voices spread outward to miles away.

It was a sight to behold, and the hundreds of members of the Chu Sect were frightened out of their wits.

As they looked ahead in fear, they subconsciously took steps backward.

"Head of elders, what do we do now? A-Are we going to fight against them?" Tang Xian's subordinate asked Tang Xian again.

The martial artists of the Chu Sect were usually haughty, but when they were finally up against another powerful force, they were almost instantly filled with terror and cowardice. Tang Xian fell silent.

The strongest martial artists on the opposite side were Grandmasters, and he was powerful enough to go up against a Grandmaster, for he was a supreme

grandmaster.

However, regardless of how powerful he was as a supreme grandmaster, he still dared not go up against thousands of martial artists by himself.

He was not Ye Fan; he knew he could not do something unbelievable like that.

Furthermore, despite the fact that Ye Fan was grievously injured and had lost all his combat skills, his physique was still mortifyingly strong.

If they were to fight, and if Ye Fan were to give him a punch, Tang Xian was rather sure that he would die.

Even if Ye Fan was hurt, he was still powerful enough to pose a threat to Tang Xian.

After a moment of weighing the pros and cons, Tang Xian decided to leave as quickly as possible.

Ye Fan had countless people supporting him at the moment, and Tang Xian did not see the point in taking the risk.

The best option he should take was to return to the Chu Sect and inform the Old Master Chu Yuan about the situation. Then, they would gather their best

people to get rid of Ye Fan and his supporters.

However, just as Tang Xian was about to give the order to retreat, the ground began shaking.

It was as if the neighborhood was experiencing an earthquake. Dust was stirred up into the air by the shaking as the doors and windows began making earpiercing screeching noises. Then, a low rumbling sound from the far, dark horizon began traveling into their ears.

"W-What-Could there be more coming?"

Upon sensing the tremendous commotion, TangXian tensed up again. Then, his heart sank.

At the same time, looks of despair crept upon the faces of the other Chu Sect martial artists.

They were certain that they were doomed.

However, just as the members of the Chu Sect were at the peak of their despair, Li Er, Lei San, and the others gasped in shock.

"What's going on? Are there more coming? Could it be that the Chu Sect's backup is here? No, but that can't

be. They can't possibly come so quickly!"

Li Er, Xu Lei, and the others had contacted everyone they knew for the rescue, and those they had contacted were mostly there.

Therefore, Xu Lei and the others were as worried as the Chu Sect members at the sudden commotion.

At that very moment, both the members of the Chu Sect and the Dragon God Hall were tensed.

Everyone was warily watching the horizon.

Right then, armed Anglandur soldiers began rushing toward them from the edge of the neighborhood.

Of course, the soldiers were not the only ones coming toward them; there were tanks as well. The turret was slowly turning around to face them as the tank readied itself to fire. It was a sight that would make anyone's blood run cold.

As the dozens of tanks rolled toward them, the buildings beside them shook.

"I-It's an army?"

When Xu Lei and the others saw the soldiers and the tanks, their faces paled.

Grandmasters did not fear bullets, but there was a limit as to what kind of bullets they could withstand.

At one point, the onslaught of attacks from the powerful modern weaponry would spell the death of even a supreme grandmaster.

Moreover, the ones who had come to back Ye Fan up were not even Grandmasters.

If they were up against Tang Xian, they could still win as they had more people on their side.

However, if they were up against an army, they would no longer have the upper hand against their enemy.

"Hahaha! It's Oska! Our friend is here! Hahaha! Chu Tianfan, it looks like even fate wants you dead!"

Initially, Tang Xian was still pondering about the newcomers' identity, but upon seeing the commander leading the soldiers, he burst into laughter.

The Chu Sect were old friends with Oska.

For many years, a troop of five thousand soldiers from Anglandur's army was stationed near Mount Chumen to protect the mountain.

Oska was the leader of those soldiers.

He had been stationed by the foot of Mount Chumen for nearly a decade.

As Tang Xian was part of the Chu Sect, he naturally knew Oska.

Therefore, the moment he spotted Oska, Tang Xian leaped to Oska's side and beamed.

"General Oska, you've come at the right time. These people have entered Norwal City illegally and committed murder. They've disrupted the peace of this city. General Oska, please end these people's lives right away," Tang Xian said, attempting to persuade Oska.

Oska nodded in agreement. "You don't need to say more because I've come to the same decision. However, before I give the order, please make sure to retreat to the side with the Chu Sect members so that you won't be caught in the crossfire." "Of course!" Tang Xian exclaimed, overjoyed after hearing Oska's response.

He then hurried back to his men and led them to an empty land several hundred meters away. He was ready to watch from afar how Ye Fan and his men were going to be decimated by Oska's army's firepower.

Once Tang Xian and his men were far from the scene, Oska uttered, "Hear my orders! Prepare the turrets!"

Immediately, the dozens of trucks lined up horizontally as their turrets turned to lock on their targets. In seconds, thousands of cannons were ready to be fired.

"Mr. Chu, leave quickly! We'll try to stop them to the best of Durability!"

At the turn of events, the expressions of Long Baichuan and the others turned grave.

The others were equally filled with fear as they promptly retreated, searching for buildings to hide in.

Everyone was starting to fear for their lives, but Ye Fan remained rooted to his spot.

There were no expressions on his face as he continued to stand tall.

When he looked to the front, it was as if he was staring right into his enemies' souls.

"Mr. Chu, leave now!" Li Er and the others fearfully cried out when they saw him still in the same spot.

Is he trying to take on a cannon like this?

If they were only up against one or two cannons, they would have let the powerful Ye Fan do as he pleased.

However, the enemy they were up against was a five-thousand-men army with almost a hundred tanks on their side. Even the strongest among them would be resting in pieces once Oska's army fired the

cannons.

Moreover, Ye Fan was already injured. Pushing himself past the limits was a suicidal move.

Panicking, Li Er and the others dashed toward Ye Fan to drag him to someplace safe.

However, it was too late.

Oska had already given his men the order to fire.

The sounds of the launching cannons echoed in the air.

Like shooting stars, the thousands of cannons began descending toward Ye Fan and his men.

Seconds later, the place exploded as sparks flew.

"Hahaha! Chu Tianfan, fate is really out to get you!"

Evidently, Tang Xian, who was watching from afar, was delighted.

He was sure that God was on his side.

Just as he was about to retreat, the tables had turned, and his backup had come.

Even if Ye Fan and his men did not all die from the barrage of attacks, only a few of them would survive.

Tang Xian was genuinely thrilled.

He was addicted to the feeling of unexpected triumph.

Nevertheless, Tang Xian's joy did not last for long.

At that moment, his subordinate abruptly nudged Tang Xian and said, "Head of elders, why... why does

it feel like those... those cannons are coming for us?"

At that, Tang Xian scowled. "Nonsense! How can that betrue?"