"General, it's not that we are unwilling to share your worries, it's just that we are also at a loss!"
"Who is Yang Zhenshan? In the past, he broke through seven Hu Clan territories in eight days, and in one battle against the Kolcha, he slaughtered tens of thousands of the Hu Clan. What's more terrifying is that he killed Meng Temu all by himself!"
"How could we be his match?"
Zhang Yuanwu said with a helpless face.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zeqing's slightly sunken eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a whoosh, he stood up, looking ferociously at Zhang Chengzhi, "Zhang Yuanwu, do you think I don't dare to kill you?"
"General's bravery is unquestionable, you would dare to kill me, but I'm simply no match for Yang Zhenshan!" Zhang Yuanwu said, lowering his head, speaking neither hurriedly nor slowly.
