Old Calculation hesitated next to him and said: "Perhaps, compared to the Food Protection Army, the particularities of this God-Given King are more formidable, which has made even the Trick Door unable to sit idly by, for fear that it will be even harder to handle in the future?"
Speculating out of thin air, they naturally couldn't find an answer, so everyone simply came to Menghu Pass to see for themselves.
At this time, within Quzhou's boundary, at a natural towering and perilous pass, smoke signals had already risen, and within the pass, heavy troops were guarding it with a sombre density.
Outside the pass, in front of the main road, large banners waved as troops from various areas gathered, in this chaotic world of grass and trees, it was through blood and slaughter that one could cultivate an imposing manner.
The Food Protection Army in Mingzhou only had ten thousand elite troops worth noticing.
