The Baotai garrison had been forgotten.
Chu Yunfan's expression suddenly changed. At this time, more and more monsters gathered around them. One of the war beasts led thousands of demon elites and rushed toward this lone army. It was clear that they wanted to devour this small troop that had fallen outside.
At this time, in a carriage high in the sky, Li Qianyuan looked at the Baotai garrison where Chu Yunfan was at the edge of the huge military formation, and a cold smile appeared on his face. This was naturally his doing. He didn't need to anything personally. As long as he reported one less insignificant team, it would be enough to make Chu Yunfan consigned to eternal damnation.
As the highest ranking officer of the Grand Commandant's Office, why would the grand commandant pay attention to a mere third-line garrison? Therefore, in his plan, there was no Baotai garrison.
