The aged Wolf King rose, putting on his helmet to cover his graying hair, still standing as imposingly as a mountain, exerting an overwhelming sense of solemn killing intent upon the Old Living Buddha, solemnly saying:
"In this world, only through swords and knives can one kill, can one plunder."
"Where is there such a thing as allowing or disallowing?!"
"Let us engage in battle!"
The Wolf King led the army forward, with the battle lines pressing ahead, both sides competing to seize the fortresses and outposts before them, transporting provisions, and constructing supply points between them. On the battlefield, the famous generals roamed the four corners.
Yue Qianfeng, He Ruoqinhu, Xiao Wuliang, Qin Yulong, and others all had achievements, each galloping on different fronts.
West of Anxi City, the Western Region's army was slowly advancing toward the frontier under the premise of preparing for an attack.
Lu Youxian pressed forward, keeping pace with the Anxi City's army.
