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D−2.

Late at night.

The autumn rain stopped briefly as a musty smell of soil filled the air.

At the third echelon of the defensive line where the command center was located, the sound of gunfire could still be heard coming from the second echelon of the defensive line.

The abyssal ravine that stretched across the ground blocked the path of the second group of enemy troops in the northeast. Those AI-controlled soldiers who traveled on foot would have to continue marching for at least a day before they could go around the rift that spanned dozens of kilometers.

Yan Liuyuan had single-handedly shielded the Dawn defensive line from the most immediate threat they were facing.

When Yan Liuyuan finally arrived at the defensive line from the north with the nomads, Ren Xiaosu immediately noticed Yan Liuyuan's short hair which made him look like an ascetic monk.

He was stunned for a moment before asking Yan Liuyuan, "What's with your hair?"