A huge carriage was moving on the yellow grassland. There were more than 2000 of them. More than 1000 of them were big carriages used by orcs and humans, and the other 1000 were small carriages used by humans.
There was a group of nearly 10000 herculean divine ox cavalrymen guarding the caravan. At the very front of the caravan was a human-seated carriage. Two Beastman war banners were raised on the carriage. One was the banner of the big-bellied pig tribe, and the other was the banner of the giant horned barbaric ox tribe.
A large group of people from the herculean divine ox clan followed the carriage. They were all dressed in cloth robes, and it was obvious that they were of extraordinary status.
Zhao Hai sat in the carriage and looked at Weyers. He said helplessly, " &Quot; big brother, can't you drink less? if you finish all the wine later, what are we going to give you as a gift? "
