Wind chaos rain
The third group of arrows fell from the sky, and the fleeing crowd fell a lot.
Their scream echoed for three feet, and the blood-stained pure white snow was thoroughly red.
Seeing the miserable scene in front of him, Stout couldn't believe his eyes.
To cover the remaining comrades of the sixth squad who had been annihilated by the magic association last year, Stout led the third squad of the rebel army. They had gone through a lot of hardships, suffered numerous casualties, and finally arrived at the rendezvous of their regime.
However, Stout didn't know it until they arrived at the place.
The seventh division they belonged to had been annihilated by the magic association.
After the loss of their companions, Stout and the sixth and third mixed brigades were in a dilemma.