
Han Shu instantly changed her facial expression to flat. Perhaps he had already discovered that he was not the son of the Han Emperor he knew.
"Have I been found out? I can't be excited, for now I still need this identity to deal with other matters. Well, if I'm lucky to survive," Han Shu's inner self calmed down.
"Are you really my son, Han Shu? You're not like the Han Shu I know. Who the hell are you? What happened to Han Shu? Where's she?"
Emperor Han suspected it. He was very sure that the one in front of him was not his son, but someone else, even though his body was still his son's body.
"What are you talking about? I don't get it. Why would you suspect me like that?" Han Shu pretended to be stupid.
"No more pretending. Tell me where Han Shu is. Your face has indeed changed but I still feel Han Shu's aura in your body."
"But, your behavior is not something Han Shu has ever done." While fighting with the Demon Race's army, Emperor Han continued to urge Han Shu.
Until the arrival of the Han Shu Clones who fought to get close to where the two of them were. Emperor Han who saw him was instantly shocked.
"Why are two people the same?"
Han Shu immediately replied to Emperor Han's shock, "He's just my clone. For your curiosity, I can't answer it now. Whether I'm the real Han Shu or not, I'll say it after this war is over."
Emperor Han thought about it a little for a moment, "Alright, please tell me the truth." Emperor Han had to obey. Right now he has to focus on the war.
After Emperor Han's approval, Han Shu decided to stay away from him with the aim of avoiding excessive suspicion of Emperor Han.
"For the time being Emperor Han isn't entirely sure that I'm not Han Shu. I hope that after this war is over he will forget about this incident," Han Shu's inner hope.
The war continues. The exhausted human army was just waiting to be finished off by the Demon Race army.
However, in their desperation, suddenly the relief troops came. Their numbers reached 10 thousand to 20 thousand cavalry led by the War General, Zhang Yu.
They were the troops that Zhang Yu had gathered from various places including the Empire's criminals in exchange for freedom if he followed this war. Several thousand of them were members of the Night Wolf Group.
This plan was an order from Emperor Han himself for his army to increase more, but it was still impossible to match the number of Demon Race troops.
"At last help came."
The human army was pleased with their arrival. They immediately retreated and descended down to join them.
Emperor Han who saw the help came immediately retreated to meet Zhang Yu. He really wanted to thank her.
"Hold them a minute! I'll be right back!" emperor Han shouted asking the elders of the Great Family and the sect to hold back the attack of the Demon Race troops for a while.
They reluctantly accepted it, but since it was an order from the Emperor, they had to accept it.
"You're so long Brother Yu." After Emperor Han got to his place, he slightly greeted him.
"I have to gather them all together, it takes quite a long time." Zhang Yu replied with a faint smile.
"But why did the relief force brought by you carry horses? The horse is useless for this war." Emperor Han was astonished.
"You didn't say they could fly like that. I thought they were fighting on the ground." Zhang Yu had absolutely no idea that the Demon Race Army had wings to fly. Emperor Han also did not say that to him.
"It seems I forgot to tell you that information, brother Yu." Emperor Han remembered a little. After remembering it, he now knew that he had never really said the information.
At a glance, Zhang Yu buzzed his head upwards to observe the Demon Race Army. He was completely shocked after seeing it in person because of their numbers, as well as the relief troops he had brought.
"I don't know either. We can only try. Win or lose, that's a business."
"At least we have tried to fight them in earnest. Even if we lose, we can only give this matter to other regions in order for them to solve it" Emperor Han continued.
"All right, we need to hurry. The person who was holding them back seemed to have crossed the line." Zhang Yu prepared for the fight. He invited Emperor Han to go together.
"We haven't fought together in a long time. Don't die soon, Brother Yu." Emperor Han chuckled.
"You also don't die so easily." Zhang Yu replied to him with a laugh as well.
Emperor Han and Zhang Yu darted together towards the Demon Race Army.
"All of you leave your horses behind and fight!" Before darting, Zhang Yu first gave orders to the troops he was carrying.
"Yes!" Everyone answered with a shout.
They descended from the horse they were riding and started to catch up with Zhang Yu who had already started fighting.
With an excited spirit, they lunged at the many Demon Race troops in front of them. They had so much fun killing a lot of them.
Yes, the villains loved the moments of killing many of the Demon Race's troops. The originally exhausted human troops, became even more energetic after seeing the relief forces begin to attack.
"We also have to fight with them."
"Yes, let's show them our strength!"
They were so confident that they started fighting back. Apart from being quite a strong relief force, their spirit was also created from seeing such an awesome fight between Zhang Yu and Emperor Han.
"We can't lose!" The human spirit is burning.
Meanwhile, the Demon King was still observing the battle of his army with the human army from a considerable distance.
Although many of his troops had fallen, he remained silent and let them go. Because, for him the number of troops was still too much to defeat.
"Until when will their spirits burn like that? I'm so tired of waiting for their despair." The Demon King laughed happily at him. But right now he is bored.
Suddenly, the 10 Demon Generals who had not been given orders to attack the human army came to the Demon King.
They immediately requested that the Demon King give them an order.
"Rajaku, many of our Race's troops have been killed by these humans. Let us intervene to kill those humans, my king. Please give us orders immediately." They all bowed in respect of the Demon King.
"No, it's not time for you to step in. Let them fight until despair covers their faces." Unfortunately the Demon King refused their request.
"But my King, if our forces are dwindling more than this, the conquest of the world will be disrupted because of our dwindling army." They still insisted on urging the Demon King.
"Alright, I'll let one of you fight. Which one of you hangs out to leave?" The Demon King finally accepted it.
"Let me fight, my king." One of the Demon Generals immediately offered themselves up. Others were envious because they volunteered late.
"Do it! Bring victory to our troops!!"
"Okay, my king." The Demon General finally left.