Otherwise, why do you think Ma Yue would be at ease when there is only one Ma Han left in a Xiaoshan Valley branch with tens of thousands of troops?
"Learn carefully from Senior Ma Han. Experience is the most valuable."
"clear!"
Ma Yue looked at Ma Han again. "How about... Ma Han, you come with me too?" Ma Han was also an elder of the Hai Tribe, and most of the elders had gone to the Xi'an branch. The death of the Third Priest had deeply affected Ma Yue, and he didn't want any more accidents to happen.
"God of war, I can't sit still. I'm not even close to retirement yet, haha!" Ma Han was very pleased by the god of war's concern. But, the only one left here is Xu Da, who's not even fifteen years old? Come on, kids need time to grow up.
"Then... you have to hold on for another two years." As for the 800 regular soldiers, they also have to try their best to find the old and weak members of the Sea Tribe who had arrived earlier, numbering nearly 10,000. There might be some powerful enemies around. There are so many problems.
If even the prestigious old leader is gone, what cohesion is there here?
Ma Yue climbed onto the spirit horse, and he still had a lot to do. The higher the status, the greater the responsibility.
"Woo-ah..." Suddenly, Wangcai shouted loudly.
"Huh?" This was not an ordinary cry, it was Wangcai's fighting howl.
Ma Yue looked around, and the spirit horse kept turning its head. In terms of sensitivity, Wangcai was still more sensitive.
"Team assemble and prepare for battle!" Ma Yue gave the order. Xu Da was smart and struck the gong.
The quality of regular soldiers is generally very high. Of the eight hundred soldiers, less than five hundred remain in the camp (the others are on rotation to go out fishing and hunting).
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