Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Allen didn't change his expression. He just looked around the battlefield for a while, and then Allen left the battlefield by stepping on the sticky blood.
The carriage followed Allen, making a grunting sound.
The wheels crashed on the dead and cold bodies one by one.
After a long time, until the sound of the carriage could no longer be heard, the corpses all over the ground suddenly moved. A corpse with a half spear in its chest suddenly froze and was pushed aside.
A man with blood all over his face sat up and gasped for breath. His clothes were all wet with blood.
He looked like a drowned mouse.
This man was exactly the leader just now. Because he was hiding under the corpse, he narrowly escaped from death.