Not long after, a group of more than two thousand battered troops arrived in front of the canyon.
Most of the soldiers in this group had ragged armor and were covered in dust, but the evil qi around them was thick, and in Bird's Eye, the strength of these individuals also appeared one by one.
The proportion of Ninth and Eighth Grades, and even Seventh Grades, was far greater than that of General Qing Xiang's troops.
More importantly, the leader was a short fellow with the numbers "340~378" floating above his head.
This was the strongest person Li Yuan had ever seen.
His current strength is "305~455," slightly lower at the base compared to the short fellow, but his upper limit far exceeded him.
"Zhao Xiantong..."
Li Yuan coldly called out these three words. He lightly pulled the reins and stopped his horse beneath him, carefully observing.
Nevertheless, he let out a slight relief because Zhao Xiantong's strength was still weaker than his own.
