C424 Fire to stop the enemy

"Milord." Just as Mo Deng was preparing the Morpei s on the street, a subordinate walked over hastily.

Mo Deng swept his eyes across him: "What's wrong? "What is it?"

"Master, our spies in the village ahead reported that they saw a few trucks moving towards Bazhou City at a very fast speed. "There are a lot of them. A preliminary estimate would be around a hundred or so people