Song Cheng said, "Thank you for trusting me, senior brother."
He actually had no desire to lead troops; it's just that the current situation seemed grim.
Since leading troops could strengthen his power, then... he might as well take a force of elite soldiers into his hands.
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That night, the Red Tiger Camp and the White Leopard Camp received the news.
The generals of both camps had long heard of the "Northern Region Blade King."
However, that was just a martial artist.
No matter how powerful a martial artist is, in the face of the ever-changing battlefield, there's always a possibility of death...
The larger the scale of the battlefield, the smaller the role of a martial artist.
"Greetings, Blade King," said the general of the Red Tiger Camp respectfully.
"Greetings, Uncle Master," said the general of the White Leopard Camp, being a disciple of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, thus addressing him as Uncle Master.
Song Cheng had come with Zhao Hua.
