Finally, the rapidly moving huge object approached.
In the forest, a white object flickered and disappeared.
"The Army?" Wu Xiong said in surprise. That white color had the metallic luster of armor.
"More or less," grudgy said with a faint smile.
What did he mean by 'not worse'?
"How many troops did you bring?" Wu Xiong asked with deep doubt.
Grudgy's one dog finger.
"Ten thousand?" Wu Xiong guessed. With such a huge movement, even a 100000 strong Army might not be able to do it.
He had said 10000 because Xia qingchen was a God when it came to commanding troops.
"Too many." Grudgy shook its dog head.
"A thousand?" Wu Xiong said in shock. How could a mere 1000 people cause such a huge commotion?
Even the number one battle group of the Three Realms, the yunlan battle group, did not have such a commotion.
"It's a hundred." Grudgy was calm and proud.
