Normally, there wouldn’t be a single person from the 36 prefectures.
The Great Xia Prefecture only had one Earth division, so they naturally wouldn’t come to the heavenly battlefield. Even if old Chen wanted to, Lord Xia Hou wouldn’t let him come. If the soldiers of the demon suppression army wanted weapons, they would have to apply from the rear.
Of course, there were still a few earth division soldiers from the non-prefectural factions in the headquarters. However, every time these bastards forged weapons, their prices were frighteningly high.
Quasi-earth division soldiers!
Chen Long was so happy that he couldn’t care less about the Great Qin king anymore. First Come, first served!
After greeting the generals, he quickly ran out of the main hall. In the blink of an eye, he rode on a huge Pegasus and quickly left.
