C1489 When the fire burns one's own people the dragon king will finally appear in the wind

"Help! Help! "

"So hot!"

"AHH!"

"…"

Miserable screams, like the wails from hell, echoed across the battlefield. Wherever the fireballs went, our men were killed. In the blink of an eye, nearly a quarter of our huge army of 100,000 had been affected.

In other words, the twenty-five thousand people here had more or less been burned by the raging flames