Meanwhile.
Li Teng was lounging, using a toothpick to clean his teeth.
Having just finished breakfast with his soldiers, they were about to set off.
Hell-bent on eradicating Fang Hao this time.
60 tier 4 Great Sword Infantry, over 50 tier 1 militiamen, plus his own army of more than 100, what could little runt Fang Hao use to fight against him?
What made him think he could challenge him?
In the Alliance, the person with the best development only had a force of just over twenty.
Regardless of how well Fang Hao developed, he was no match for him.
"Prepare to set off, everyone. Our opponent is merely an insignificant little territory. We'll go there, kill everyone, and take the city. It's as simple as that, understood?" Li Teng used the toothpick in his mouth to give his pre-battle mobilization speech.
No matter how he calculated it, there was no reason for him to fail.
It would only take some time to travel there, taking over Fang Hao's territory wouldn't be difficult.
