In the past, although Wuming was only a small country, it was very rich in mineral deposits, but now Jianing City is narrow and inhumane, and in just one year, it is quite remarkable to be able to solve the problem of food and clothing for all residents.

The weapons and armor used now are all gifts from the ancestors of this land, in the case of lack of materials, it is not easy for Jianing people to build dozens of light contradictory cars, such as chain ball carts, which are the most common in the Eastern Continent, and are very expensive heavy weapons of metal raw materials, it is impossible to have them under the current conditions of Jianing people.

In terms of temperament, the Paritians, like the Joafri, are extremely aggressive groups. However, this is not to say that they will attack without restraint, the Streamers are born with self-discipline, and the Paritians will naturally strictly abide by the rules of survival of the Streamers.

However, they are very sensitive to hostility, and hostility in others can easily trigger their aggression.

In general, the Paretians, like all streamers, have a seductive look and an elegant demeanor.

However, once in combat mode, their momentum changes instantly, and every attack they launch against the enemy is deadly and merciless.

After all, the Streamers are not a compassionate race. Maybe if they persist a little longer, they will be able to escape the crush.

However, people who have been injured tend to become more vulnerable in the face of great fear, and they even intend to give up on themselves just like that.

Unable to bear to witness these avoidable tragedies, Kama desperately swung her way up the river from the fleeing crowd, urging herself to hurry, faster!

But no matter how hard she tried to move forward, she was soon swept back to her place by the crowd of people fleeing for her life, and it was impossible to move an inch.

The Sambilanders hid behind the giant cart cart and thrust them into battle with a bang, the big bulky turntable on the cart

There was a deafening sound. The spike ball, which was thrown at the extreme speed of the turntable, with iron spikes of different lengths, smashed everywhere regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies, and for a time the bloody storm almost covered half of the battlefield.

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