On the grassland two thousand miles away, Mason Moore, Erica Huxley, and others were anxiously waiting.
"Why are the generals taking so long? Could something have happened to them?"
Lee Garrison frowned and said.
"It shouldn't be possible. With the General's cultivation, unless they encounter a Martial Lord Eighth Realm or higher, if it's a Martial Lord Eighth Realm or below, even if he can't win, escaping shouldn't be a problem!"
Erica Huxley replied.
However, worry flickered in his eyes.
Ever since they had fully pledged allegiance to Marshall Morgan, naturally, they considered his interests in every matter.
Meanwhile, Mason Moore, Shane Moore, and others also showed signs of anxiety, gazing in the direction Marshall Morgan had left.
Rumble!
At this moment, the ground began to rumble as if thousands of troops and horses were charging.
