"Bang! Bang!"
The third squad of musketeers stepped forward, aiming their guns at the temple knights engulfed in flames. To everyone's horror, bullets exploded, splattering blood, and the knights were utterly dead.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. As the second and third teams were switching places, the Temple Knights rushed forward, attempting to achieve the most efficient results, but they fell into a well-laid trap and lost the initiative.
Everyone was stunned, and some even looked at him with a hint of fear.
But those who were halfway through the charge were delighted. With the example of the Templars before them, they naturally had more experience in dealing with the situation.
Then, as the fog dissipated, musketeers in military uniforms appeared on three sides, forming a unique formation. At a glance, there were hundreds of them.
Facing the black muzzle of the gun, countless people twitched at the corners of their mouths, their feelings complicated, unsure of what to say.
Damn it!
...
The biting wind and the sudden drop in temperature as winter approaches have caused great anxiety for many.
The subordinates who followed Xiao Han to the wilderness looked puzzled.
Khrushchev stood on the newly built city wall, gazing at the pale sky with a puzzled expression.
Previously, an ice tide sweeping in from the far north had swallowed up most of the wasteland, ice pillars had collapsed towns, and snow and ice had buried grasslands. The vast and boundless power had given him a tremor deep in his soul.
Unable to resist!
Even those extraordinary individuals who embarked on the golden path could only turn around and run away, cursing and swearing.
However, even with such a terrifying natural disaster, there was no further movement after they arrived in Titan City.
The city lord seemed to know something, and confidently ordered everyone to hold a banquet, without worrying about the approaching ice tide.
Afterwards, while everyone else was reveling and dancing, he alone sipped his wine, gazing at the starry sky, his worry evident in his expression.
The starry sky was so clear, indicating that the next day would be a rare good day, and the expected harsh winter had not arrived.
Therefore, Xiao Han's image in his mind became increasingly unfathomable.
At the same time, he felt extremely fortunate about his decision to serve Xiao Han.
By seeking refuge with such a mysterious and important figure, perhaps one will have the opportunity to realize his youthful ambitions in the future.
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