Lord of the People: My Troops Have Mutated

"rush!"

"Kill!"

Zhentian's screams of killing kept resounding on the battlefields of all levels.

The army of the anti-alliance camp and the realm alliance fought frantically, with corpses scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

This battle is far longer than any previous one.

The two sides fought fiercely for a whole day, and from morning to night, there was no sign of defeat.

The realm alliance relies on the sanctuary, and the arms are exhausted

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