The Jiu Li army was already nearing the Han River.
Shen Fei heard Little Pu's words and raised his eyebrows, "Did Ma Shihuang say there would be a great defeat at the Han River this time?"
This wasn't hard to explain.
It was likely that cultivator forces led by Ma Shihuang and Chi Songzi intended to continue undermining Gonggong's influence in the Lie Mountain Tribe.
But it also showed that Ma Shihuang and the others still planned to resist Jiu Li stubbornly.
The final outcome still depended on whether the Medicine Ancestor could persuade Ma Shihuang and the others to go to the Youxiong Tribe.
The victory or defeat of the battle would still be up to us.
"High Priest, we're almost at the Han River."
Zhe Lu appeared by Shen Fei's side, his black feathers gathered around him, and spoke.
Shen Fei nodded, "Have them set up camp and be alert to the Exotic Beasts from the Lie Mountain Tribe that might interfere."
"Understood."
"Call Can Gang and Die Xin for a meeting."
"Yes."
