King Xiaoyao knew that Jiang Chen would find him, so there would be no good things.

He took a deep breath and sat down.

Jiang Chen picked up a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and said lightly: "It's nothing. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will transfer 100,000 troops for my use."

"impossible."

King Xiaoyao roared: "Jiang Chen, I warn you that this is Jiangzhong, not the Southern Wilderness. Do you know how much restless it will cause when the 100,000 troops are transferred?"

"Little Hei!"

"Subordinate is here."

"Transfer our military orders and transfer 500,000 troops from the Southern Wilderness to me."

"yes."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao King was afraid and said hurriedly: "Heilong, I beg you, don't torture me, 100,000 troops, right? I'll give it to you, but... you have to promise me that no one can die, I will just treat it as an exercise."
Chapter completed!