C964 Arriving at the Ruling Gate

A middle aged man with a high level warrior general cultivation, looking at the armor he was wearing, it was a Chieftain of Thousand people.

The wound on his cheek had already formed a scab. However, due to not having enough time to clean it up, his entire face was dyed red.

His position was low, and he did not know that the General of Chariots and Cavalry was already dead.

At this moment