Joshua Mandor was a ruthless person. He could do what he said.
In normal times, Joshua would be too lazy to care about the attitude of the western army.
Regardless of how many rumors were spreading.
However, some bottom lines were red lines for Joshua.
No matter who it was, even if it was a test, they would have to bear the anger of the western army.
The western army's young master, Joshua Mandor, was conferred the title of king at the age of eighteen.
He was definitely not a good person!
Braydon Neal could not help but laugh. "Dominic Lowe and the others sent you to Ludwig in the hope that you would be able to stop the northern army from moving south at a critical moment in the future!"
"So be it. At most, we'll just put on an act when the time comes."
Joshua looked indifferent.
Actually, transferring the western army to Ludwig was beneficial to the northern army.
The reason was simple.
