If these eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses were to fall here, then the Northern Barbarian Royal Court would be finished in name only.
With only the remaining thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses, it would be utterly impossible to suppress the dissent of the remaining eighteen Golden Families.
The thought flashed through both their minds, and the Beicang King spoke first.
"Prince, you are wise!"
He then saluted, "Prince, your move neither offends the Honorable God of Great Snow Mountain nor does it deprive the Northern Barbarian Royal Court of vast resources; it's truly a brilliant plan that achieves both goals!"
