At this moment, outside of Zong Shen's territory.
A man riding a heavy packhorse stood behind a distant hillside with several soldiers.
When he saw the battle prompts being relayed back, veins bulged on his forehead.
He cursed under his breath, raising his sword and frantically chopping at a nearby sapling.
Chips flew as gashes appeared one after another on the trunk!
"Damn, damn, damn!"
"Two days of preparation, and it ended in failure!"
"This guy's strength is completely beyond my imagination!"
"Why?"
"Why is this happening?"
"In the same batch of lords, someone can develop so quickly!"
"This territory is out of my reach now!"
"Let's go!"
After venting, none of the soldiers behind him dared to speak.
Among them were both wolf cavalry and rangers with longbows.
All the soldiers feared him.
It seemed that this guy had done some inhumane things to them.
With the plan failed, he decisively led the soldiers in retreat.
