Hu Bianguan's words directly ignited the hot blood in the hearts of these soldiers, their experiences somewhat similar to his, fleeing all the way here, the oppression and indignation in their hearts need not be mentioned.
But on the way of retreat, helmets and armor were discarded, soldiers lost sight of commanders, commanders lost sight of soldiers, aside from panic-stricken refugees, there were only fleeing civilians, and the Tukan were everywhere, leaving them no chance to rally and resist.
Though they haven't completely understood the situation now, the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands are genuine, the warhorses beneath them are solid, and the blood splattered from the freshly killed Tukan herders still stains them.
The most important thing is, there's a group of soldiers similar to themselves beside them.
This gave them a chance they saw as a chance to resist.
