"Old Zhao, you might be mistaken. Do you think that the East State's three major camps with 300,000 troops can defeat the Dragon Clan's 200,000?"
Qin Tian suddenly asked, leaving Zhao Lanjin stunned. He frowned slightly and looked at Qin Tian: "Do you mean that our 300,000 East State soldiers might not be a match for the Dragon Clan's 200,000? That's impossible, isn't it? Three hundred thousand against two hundred thousand, three to two, that's an absolute advantage. Moreover, I've heard that the Dragon Clan's numbers might be exaggerated, and it's said they might only have one hundred twenty or three thousand... With such a comparison of strength, we still can't win?"
Zhao Lanjin found it incredible and said, "Even if our overall combat power in East State isn't as strong as the Dragon Clan, in terms of cultivation among various soldiers, we're basically on the same level as them."
