The moment the Old Marquis saw Qin Canglan, his worried heart relaxed.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled weakly and happily. "Old beast, you're finally here."
Qin Canglan tightened the reins and the horse stopped in time.
He only raised his hand slightly, and the armored horses behind him stopped.
The mountain wind howled, and the flags fluttered.
The valley that was still echoing with the aura of metal a moment ago was instantly silent.
This was the well-trained Qin family army!
No army could clamor in front of the Qin family's army. Some were not even worthy of carrying shoes!
The Old Marquis said happily, "Mo Guiyuan is inferior, right? He even trained a private army. Does he really think he's a great general!"
When Mo Guiyuan's 10,000-strong army first came out, it was quite shocking, but when Qin Canglan's cavalry arrived, they immediately made the White Lotus Cult's army look like new recruits.
