"Prepare a wooden board for me, and also burn some straw ash for me; I need to write a letter."

The Kushan Empire did not have writing brushes, ink, paper, or inkstones, nor did they manufacture parchment.

It can only be written on wooden boards using wood ash.

It took this guy ages to finish writing the challenge.

The book on this battle was written as big as a door panel.

"Bring this challenge to King Song of Northern Liang. Tell them that my 2 million-strong army will arrive soon."

"promise……"

Bahubali's wife glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to personally deal with Beiliang."

King Bahubali: "I have not fought a war for many years. My sword is thirsting for blood, and my hands are thirsting for blood."

I will personally lead the army, and with my sword I will drink the blood of my enemies.

"After this battle is over, I think both the Northern Liang and the Great Xia Dynasty will have to submit to me, Bahubali, forever."

Bahubali feels uneasy if he doesn't boast for a day.

In his eyes, he was the greatest warrior of the Kushan Empire, and his bravery was unmatched.

Everyone started flattering him.

"Your Majesty is capable of killing an elephant by yourself. With Your Majesty's strength, who in the entire world can rival you?"

"It is as easy for His Majesty to personally lead the expedition against the people of Beiliang and the Great Xia Dynasty as to crush a group of ants."

"Whether they are from the Great Xia Dynasty or the Northern Liang, they are probably trembling with fear after seeing the King's challenge."

"When Your Majesty's army reaches the enemy's border, I estimate that what awaits Your Majesty will not be the enemy's army, but those who surrender."