"Who is that man?"
Cao Cao asked in astonishment, "Gongtai, do we have any information on him?"
The foremost general under his command was Zhang Liao, followed by Dian Wei, Xu Chu, Wang Shuang, and the others.
Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Xu Huang, Zhang He, Le Jin, Yu Jin, and the rest belonged to the First Tier.
Those listed earlier belonged only to the Second Tier.
By the standards of the Heavenly Martial Dynasty, their strength was at the level of second-rate generals.
Before the Heavenly Martial Dynasty attacked the Kingdom of Gods, it held both favorable timing and favorable terrain.
Yet Xiao Tianyang's hasty decision was not without its drawbacks.
For example, they had no time to gather intelligence on the enemy.
Most of the useful information they currently possessed came from the gods of the northern border.
However, the gods driven to the northern border were not necessarily powerful enough to come into contact with the core members of the Hall of Gods.
Therefore, Cao Cao had merely asked out of curiosity and had never expected an answer.
After all, he was someone who cherished talent.
Otherwise, why would Zhang Liao and the others still have gathered around him, aside from the fierce generals of the Cao clan?
Personal charisma was one factor, but his unique methods of recruitment were also difficult to refuse.
If they could try to recruit the fierce warrior before them, it would certainly be a great achievement.
However, Chen Gong's words were like a basin of cold water poured over his head, thoroughly disappointing him.
"Boundless strength and extraordinary bravery."
"That man should be Zeus's son, Hercules."
Cao Cao could not help shaking his head regretfully. "What a pity."
Chen Gong ignored Cao Cao's sigh and said solemnly, his eyes flickering, "His vitality