Cao Xiaowu and Cao Xiaoliu looked at each other with worried expressions.
"Let's go, the general said to return to the camp and get ready with the armor," Gongsun Yangjin said in a low voice, leading the others back to the thatched hut.
As they gathered around, he emptied the bag in his hand.
Five two-foot-long iron boxes fell, each with a name on it.
What is this?
They all took a look and picked up the iron boxes with their names on them.
"Well—"
"Hiss—
Cao Xiaowu let out a low cry.
His iron box was heavy, and when he opened it, he found a black combat armor, a folded long spear, a longbow, ten long arrows, a short crossbow, and six black crossbow bolts to match.
There was also a long sword, a short knife, a waist token, and five small jade bottles. They were all labeled.
Healing pills, pills that could temporarily increase one's combat strength, pills that could replenish one's blood essence…