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In the golden tent of the northern frontier army, the Right Wolf King sat surrounded by tribal leaders, key advisors, and military commanders. Though the table before them was laden with wine and meat, no one touched it. All eyes were focused, waiting.
Although those in the army with divine powers were called “generals,” the relationship was more akin to a partnership. When their help was needed, one must respectfully send someone to invite them, and they might not even agree.
Fortunately, these individuals didn’t require much in terms of provisions and were indeed highly capable. Most of the time, as long as they were asked, they usually respond—though the extent of their efforts varied. Even so, the Right Wolf King was able to remain composed about it.
Today, when the generals decided to confront the spell-wielding Great Yan man to avenge the bear general and General Bolai, the leadership knew about it but didn’t intervene.
Firstly, it was tradition for the northern frontier forces to issue challenges before battle. Secondly, if the generals managed to kill the Great Yan spellcaster, it would be a significant morale boost. However, how the generals conducted their battles was beyond the council’s control.
At most, they could offer some advice and watch from a distance.
It wasn’t long before the sound of galloping hooves broke the tense silence...
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