Song Qing's mine dealt a heavy blow to the attacking soldiers.
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Cloud region, Hidden Dragon City.
Blood dyed his armor red. Nangong qianrou stood on the peak of the mountain with her battle blade in hand, looking down at the city that was lit up with smoke. His feminine aura had a rare hint of bravery.
There were fleeing figures everywhere. The commoners screamed, covered their heads, and fled like rats. Yesterday, they were still having the beautiful dream of being a noble in the capital.
Today, he was slaughtered and died tragically at the enemy's blade.
Under the leadership of the experts in the city, the 5000 armored soldiers in the hidden Dragon City gradually lost after an hour of fierce battle.
At this point, the main force had already been annihilated by Da Feng's heavy-armored soldiers, and only a few remnants of the troops were still making use of the terrain to put up a last-ditch resistance.
