C1541 The Strength of the Upper Realm's Geniuses

"Nangong, get into formation!" Standing at the front, Nangong Yingnan wiped away his tears. With a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, he shouted.

Dozens of Nangong clansmen looked at her, then gritted their teeth and wiped away their tears. Holding their shields, they split into three groups and stood in a triangle.

"Charge!"

Nangong Yingnan shouted again.

In an instant