For a time, the prairie was full of blood and pestles, resentment rushed upward, and the corpses were ambushed for hundreds of miles, and the blood washed the snow on the grassland out of the ditches.

With a vigorous swing of his sword, the enemy's armor fell to the ground in blood.

Mog was fighting the captain.

As soon as he made three moves, he was knocked off his horse by the captain.

"Kill! Protect the Captain. ”

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"Wandering on a desert island with the goddesses, I am the king!" Chapter 527 Only the upper body is left and is hitting with your hand, please wait a while,

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