C58 The Beginning of the Steam Punk Fantasy(3)

The smoke dispersed.

Beiming Wolfe threw down the rifle she picked up and sat on the pile of rocks, exhausted.

The eight tanks were burning with fire. The entire battlefield was also burning with fire. The human soldiers had already retreated because of the heavy casualties. However, the Gnomes had all died here, and the tanks that had been poured with fuel into the Gnomes