C46 He Hid It Well

The night was oppressive and dark.

Blood-soaked figures battled fiercely across the landscape.

Loong Hao's elite troops and distinguished generals fell in succession.

Bullets whizzed by.

Loong Xiao's mercenaries scarcely used firearms. They were armed with bladed weapons, cutting through the fray as swiftly as lightning. A single stroke was all it took to sever an enemy's throat