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Chapter 842
In the early spring cold night, the slaughter unfolded on the Pingye plains.
Sun Bieshan gripped the hilt of his saber tightly, his facial muscles tensing. The battle had not played out as he had anticipated, and now, it had completely escaped his control.
The armies clashed, and what was being tested was not merely the combat strength of their leaders but even more so their personal charisma and organizational ability with their troops.
A leader must always possess the qualities of a leader.
In this regard, Zhao Zilong had done quite excellently. Three thousand of the Dragon Army were united, centered around Zhao Zilong. As the fight progressed, not a single person showed cowardice, and not a single person retreated, all while maintaining a complete formation.
