Uncle's Strength_1

"Three hundred? Ha ha, hahaha!"

Upon hearing the number reported by the butler, Kodick burst into loud laughter.

"Just a measly three hundred riders dare to come to the capital to seek death. Has my foolish nephew's brain been soaked and ruined by seawater?"

"Master, according to the information we've received, although Lieyang only has three hundred riders, it seems they are all the elite of the elite, and the momentum they combine is extremely astonishing.

Moreover, since Lieyang dares to ride to the capital with three hundred riders, he must have something to rely on. It would be wise for the master to be cautious," the butler reminded.

"Elite?" Kodick sneered, "Go, issue my order, have the lords of the three southwestern territories each dispatch ten thousand elite soldiers, to intercept the fallen prince who fraternizes with demons, regardless of life or death."

Hmph, elite, can one fight against a hundred?