C67 Chapter 67

'Drink, drink again!'

The chaotic encampment was filled with drunkards hugging wine bottles.

The members of the large organizations who were observing the surroundings of the magic shield had a very high impression of the Ox Cavalrymen. Within a few days, their impression of the Ox Cavalrymen had dropped to the lowest point. They had no discipline, morals, discipline, and so on