The Faun clan formed a formation, like a modern harvester, and ran it all the way into the canyon.

The enemy's soldiers and horses were physically and mentally exhausted, beyond what they could bear.

Under normal circumstances, the two armies face each other, but whoever surrenders will be accepted, after all, the battle is to win, not to kill.

When a person is in a desperate place, it is like driving a dog into a poor alley, and it will inevitably bite back, and the combat power exuded cannot be guessed by normal people.

Chapter 198 of "Pacifying the Troubled Times from Cutting the White Snake" Annihilating the Enemy is in the middle of a hand, please wait a while,

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