Gu Feng quickly led Li Feng to the inner circle of the camp. Compared to the hustle and bustle of the outer layers, this place was much more tense, with patrols of Demon Soldiers moving around, and a two-zhang high earthen wall rising from the ground, enclosing a massive military camp.
"Lord Feng Yang, this is the core of the camp, where a large amount of supplies transported from the rear are stored. Not only is there a garrison of ten thousand from my sharp tooth unit, but two more ten thousand-strong units are stationed here, with three ten thousand-strong units guarding."
"Moreover, demon tribes from all directions continue to arrive daily. Just the Demon Soldiers staying outside number no less than tens of thousands, not to mention the tribes accompanying them, numbering over a hundred thousand."
"The old and weak of our Demon Clan also possess some combat power and can be used as soldiers."
"This is my tent, Lord Feng Yang, please."
