On the fifth day of August, it was cloudy and the sky was slightly significantly overcast.

Guo Jia looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt a little depressed in his heart.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that something special was going to happen today.

Cao Ren and Xiahoudun had already led their troops out of the camp, and the camp at this time was still an empty camp.

A sultry breeze blew through the woods on the northeast side of White Horse Ridge, leaving behind the sound of a squeeze.

A team of about 3,000 people was slowly approaching the woods with grain and grass.

Three layers of sacks were stacked on the grain and straw cart, and it traveled briskly

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