C504 Sanhe

When everyone was entangled, you in me, I in you, the cavalry began to run.

There were people everywhere, and sabers and sabers could be seen stabbing towards them at any moment. The soldiers had to deal with the danger before they could gather together and form a circle to keep warm.

"Kill!" Zhen Wuchen was a fierce general, the blade in his hand weighed at least thirty kilograms