บท 1095: Appalling Torture

The fugitives, who had just escaped and were about to embark on a brand-new journey, were also full of curiosity about the Great Horn Army. It claimed to be the rat people's tool, after all.

Everyone scrambled to chat with a baby-faced warrior named Round Bone Club, hoping to get more information about the Great Horn Army from him.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm pretended to lower their heads and hurry, but they both perked up their ears and heard the conversation between the group and the two Great Horn soldiers clearly.

"Bone Club, is your Great Horn Army really as the old man said? Are there a million people?"

One of the fugitives could not wait to ask the question that everyone was most concerned about.

Actually, the fugitives did not really understand the words "a million."

They just registered the description of the Great Horn officer earlier and subconsciously felt that it meant "a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot."