Liu Yunfei looked at the battlefield outside the city wall, the corpses of the soldiers had not yet had time to converge, and a new round of attack did not know when it would start again.

The wind blew, rolling up gusts of yellow sand, such a wind, blowing on the face is painful, fine sand particles hit the face, a slight stinging sensation.

Yanbei is already arid, and the soldiers of Daliang are not used to living here, the water source is scarce, and their skin has become dry and cracked after a long time of wind and sun.

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Chapter 125 of "The First Tyrant of the Great Liang" I'd rather die than surrender is hitting with my hand, please wait a moment,

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