The autumn night is a bit biting, although the soldiers guarding the city wall in Jinan have been wearing cotton jackets, but their faces are still red by the cold wind, the winter in the north comes faster, and the people have prepared a lot of firewood to meet this cold winter.

The black clouds pressed the city, and the soldiers on the city wall saw countless black shadows in the distance that were about to move, and when he saw it clearly, he found that these were not black clouds, but countless soldiers.

One of the guards blew the horn, but was quickly pierced through the head by a cold arrow, and the second soldier rushed over with his shield and continued to blow the horn.

In this cold night, it seems that a raging fire is burning, but it is not firewood that burns, but fresh lives.

"Through the Warring States" Chapter 200 Wu The storm is coming, it is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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