Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty Nine – Fight! (2/2)

“We are definitely going to die.”

Zuo Mo seemed to repeat this like he was speaking to himself but his words caused many people to raise up their heads and look at the youth in the air.

“But I do not plan to stop resisting. I do not plan on delivering myself under the butcher’s knife like a weak lamb, and let them swallow me down. Yes, they are strong! Yes, they are savage! Yes, we don’t have any chance at all! Yes, we will die! But so what?”

With the last words, Zuo Mo’s tone suddenly became excited. He glared, his expression twisted, the tendons in his neck bulging. He was like a wolf forced to the corner.

“But so what!”

He suddenly increased his volume. His angry shout echoed in Great Peace City like thunder.

Everyone was shocked by his words. They stopped crying, they raised their heads again and they held their breaths.

Zuo Mo’s gaze swept across the crowd. His face was twisted and his voice seemed to come from his chest, deep and with all the power he could muster, trembling.

“Yes! But so what! Yes! We don’t have a solution but so what! We are too weak, but so what! I don’t want to sit here and wait! I don’t want to wait to be captured! Other than fighting, do we have any other choice!?”

Zuo Mo looked at them and then shouted harshly, “Do we have any other choice?”

The mo below stopped crying. They wiped away the tears, those on the ground stood up and gripped their mo weapons. They raised their faces. The terror and hopelessness on their faces slowly faded. The light of determination crept onto their faces.

Yes, did they have any other choice?

When people find that they don’t have any other choices but to stand and fight, their terror would fade.

“We don’t have any other choice! Nothing! I don’t know why you have chosen me, I don’t know why you believe in me, I don’t have a good solution, I don’t have a miracle, I can only lead you to do one thing!”

The light in people’s eyes grew brighter like there was a flame flashing deep inside.

Zuo Mo’s eyes were burning, his features twisted as he forced the words out between his teeth slowly, “To fight!”

“Fight! Continue to fight! A fight that will end in death! A fight that will not end until death! We will fight to declare to those bastards ‘so what if they are the Ming Bandits!’ So what if they are stronger than us!”

He looked crazy, his tone was crazy, he was like a burning ball of flame that illuminated the surroundings.

Fire burned in the eyes of everyone in the crowd. The fire burned fanatically. They felt that their blood was boiling. Among the hopelessness, an excitement they never had before exploded from deep within their hearts!

“We can still fight! We can still fight! We can still mother***ing fight!”

Zuo Mo suddenly grabbed the Anti Dragon Claw and raised it high up. He shouted angrily, “Fight!”

“Fight!”

What answered him was an exploding volcano, a tsunami of angry shouts, fists raised in the air like a forest of fists!

“Kill’em!” Zuo Mo shouted angrily!

“Kill’em!” Countless voices shouted at the top of their lungs!

The ground was tremblings, angry waves formed on the ocean, the most minute power was burning!

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“Quick quick quick, faster!”

“One thousand people to a unit, faster!”

“Remember who your unit commander is, what you need to do is follow him. You will attack in whatever direction that he attacks!”

“During the fight, no matter the reason, do not retreat! Even if you are wounded, even if you are about to die! If you retreat, your unit commander will execute you immediately!”

All of Great Peace City became busy than ever before. Everyone was furiously learning, trying their best to learn how to listen to the orders of their commander and go through the most basic training.

The power that the hundred members of Guard Camp could produce in this fight was too small. Zuo Mo decided to use them as the skeleton of their group and made them troop commanders.

One thousand people per troop, this was the largest unit ever.

But even so, there were not enough unit commanders. Zuo Mo had to pick some experienced mo to act as commanders.

Regardless of how chaotic or busy it was, his expression was calm from beginning to end. If he had the time to spare, he would patrol with the Anti Dragon Claw on his back to raise morale.

Even though everything was still a mess, the morale was high.

After realizing their hopes of survival were non-existent, people were not left in terror any more. The residents of Great Peace City had mostly come here for the Mo Skill Steles. They each had some power and backbone. When they realized that they would undoubtedly die, their spirits were aroused.

Since they were going to die, they would pull some down along with them!

Fire burned in their chests.

All of Great Peace City was like a burning furnace that accumulated power under the black curtain of water.

The Ming Bandits were waiting. But they were also waiting!

Translator Ramblings: Sniff, they grow up so quickly.