At this time, outside the walls of the town of Yelantire, the warrior leader Gazef Storov finally led a few cavalrymen who were still wearing some blood stains on their bodies and seemed to be in a very embarrassing way to the gate north of Yelantire and tied the reins of the war horses.

‘…’

Huh! Huh!

After gasping for two breaths, he looked at the weak cavalry men behind him who had been treated with therapeutic agents, and even saw someone's bandaged wounds and began to burst out blood due to the rushing road. He sighed helplessly.

'never mind!'

‘Since we have arrived at Ye Lantire now, let’s rest here for one night tonight, so you can take the opportunity to treat your injuries?’

'yes!'

‘Thank you, the warrior, for your compassion!’

‘Well!’

‘That’s it, let’s go! Let’s go directly to the military camp first. I also need to explain and assign some tasks!’

'yes!'

‘Then, go into the city!!’

'yes!!'

‘Abide by the order!!’

‘Hell~!!’

Soon, a few people were slapped their horses and rushed to the gate of Jelandil, and, under the eyes of the soldiers and officials of the gate who did not dare to make any obstruction or inquiries, walked along the spacious horse road in the city.
Chapter completed!