"As a lower division, you must understand respect and hierarchy. The Clan Order of my Zhenjiang Bo Division is your rule!"
"If you don't recognize the bigger picture, don't blame my Bo Division for cleaning house!"
The war chariot whistled out of the Clan City, heading southwest under the escort of a cavalry unit.
On the chariot, the Great Elder of the Zhenjiang Bo Division chuckled repeatedly. How many years has it been, the majesty of the Bo Division has finally descended upon this disobedient Upper-class Tribe Land again.
Let's go!
The chariot rolled on, crossing mountains and hills, passing by small tribes along the way.
The long-haired Hound pulling the chariot brazenly marched through the smooth millet fields, forcing the small tribes along the way to kneel and salute, daring not to show a hint of anger.
