Fei 'er and his clansmen sat there, looking at the military stove in front of them. Their food was the same as the demons', meat soup and breadfruit. All these things were sent by the undead creatures.
Although these things looked very ordinary, Fei 'er felt that they were not ordinary at all. What was this place? This was the front line. Yes, there was no problem with using military stoves at the front line, but how could someone who commanded the undead to fight have so much food? And they were all hot, wasn't that too strange?
In addition, Hiko had gained a certain understanding of Zhao Hai's actions during this period of time. He had single-handedly stopped the attacks of the God race and Infernals. Now, not only had he wiped out the God race's Army, but he had also subdued the Infernals.
To be honest, when Fei 'er saw Zhao Hai leading the demonic Army here, he felt as if his heart was about to stop.
