A bald man with a tattoo near the corner of his eye demanded loudly.
"South Mountain is the border. You are all warriors of the Batu Tribe who have fought for Prince Andre. You know the consequences of crossing South Mountain."
Batu Lu reminded them.
"The people of Great Yuan crossed South Mountain and killed our chief. Why can't we cross it and slaughter every last one of them?"
Someone challenged.
"Revenge must be taken. If the chief's death is related to the Great Yuan Court, Prince Andre will surely see that justice is done for us."
Batu Lu said.
"I can't accept this."
The bald man was burning with rage.
"Then look up again."
Batu Lu prompted.
The bald man and the others looked up and saw six or seven Iron Wolf Eagles in the sky above South Mountain, all from Great Yuan.
Several of them were adult Iron Wolf Eagles, and there was even an old man sitting atop one.
