Peng sanlang, who had passed out, was woken up by a piercing pain.
"Ah!" When he woke up, he screamed endlessly. All the wounds on his body seemed to be pierced by thousands of silver needles.
"Ask him if there are any more goods from the great Zhou coming in. How many great Zhou soldiers have come to the West this time?" Angel said to the soldier.
Angel had been unable to determine the enemy's military strength because of this variable, the great Zhou.
If it was only the goz sarin and quicksand Alliance, she could estimate the number. However, after joining the great Zhou, she could not be sure.
He didn't dare to think too much, and he didn't dare to think too little.
She and King Cloud Sea both wanted to survive this battle. No one was willing to leave the land they had lived in for decades to live in a strange place with unknown risks.
The soldier asked, but Peng sanlang didn't seem to hear him and only screamed.