Mogg's expression was extremely tense. Ever since he had joined the Dun Ta tribe.
He had never been defeated in hundreds of battles.
But some time ago, ever since he met Fike and Zhao ruoxian, his life seemed to have changed.
That day on the field, after he was humiliated by Fike and Zhao Ruoxian, he could always hear some gossip in his ears.
"I didn't expect our general to be such a person? How pathetic!"
"Hahahahaha! Did you see his ruined face? It's really funny!"
"Sigh, it's really sad for me to be under the hands of such a person!"
These discussions in the army made Moge unable to sleep well these few days.
Not long ago, he received a battle report from the front line.
There was a riot on the front line of the Dun Ta tribe's camp in Blessed Longevity Camp.
The leader of the guard regiment, Dali, had rebelled, causing all the prisoners in the Blessed Longevity Camp to escape.