C253 The Prestige of Prime Minister Iron-blood

When people interacted with each other, one did not believe that auras were impossible. Three hundred warrior from the east, facing the encirclement of thousands of Janissary Guard, coldly looked at those black gun muzzles, and did not have a single shred of cowardice, not even a little bit of imposing manner.

However, it was strange that when they were facing Bei Simai