The cavalryman's name is Datney, and he is a new soldier.

The first thing Datney asked was: "Are you... the masters of those red-skinned savages?"

In the eyes of Benqijun, the Redthorn people are uncivilized savages.

The funeral director told him: "No, they are our brothers."

"impossible!"

Datney shook his head: "You are not at the same level of civilization at all. Those are savages who have not even mastered smelting. They are just apes with two legs. Your warriors are terrifyingly strong, and it is impossible to have an equal relationship with such a primitive group.

"

"...Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact."

The funeral director didn't bother to explain to him.

A sky lantern passed by, and a fire was lit at the funeral corner to give a signal.

So the lantern driver controlled the sky lantern to land and took them back to the rear.

Sitting in the wooden box of the sky lantern, Datney held the rope tightly with both hands, his face full of horror and fear.

His voice was trembling: "You have mastered flight and tamed the sky...you have captured the wings of birds! How did you do it?"

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise."

The driver of the Lantern Clan couldn't help but reprimanded: "Doctor Funeral Corner, ask your captive patient to keep his voice down. There are other patients here who need to rest."

"Feel sorry……"

The funeral director turned around and warned Datney: "Keep your voice down and pay attention to your quality."

"What on earth did you do? You are...I know!"

Datney's face suddenly turned pale, and his upper and lower lips trembled: "It's a trap, a trap. You deliberately used red-skinned barbarians to lure us into attacking! The purpose is to annex our world! What a terrible conspiracy!"

Suddenly he was hit on the back of the head, groaned and collapsed to the ground, falling into coma.

The sword-bearing carp put the sword back into its sheath: "You're welcome."
Chapter completed!