Following the other two battlefields in the number of soldiers deployed, Qin Lan led five thousand soldiers with him. He was seated in the middle-end of the army of five thousand, on top of a carriage pulled by two red stallions.
Out of the five thousand soldiers divided into five units, four of them were wearing a crimson-colored cloak on their back, as if it represents something extraordinary.
Only the unit protecting Qin Lan was wearing the uniform of regular soldiers. But their strength cannot be underestimated as the weakest amongst them is a Peak-Leveled Flesh Refining Expert. There are even a few second-level Bone Reconstruction Experts serving Qin Lan as his Squadron Leaders.
"Hahaha! Look at the color of their uniforms. Are they crack soldiers that got assembled in a rush to compensate for the lack of numbers?" Zhu Tingyi laughed as he was the one leading the troops personally.