"Han Sanqian has created too many miracles, and his heart will inevitably be arrogant. He wants to defend the city, but at the same time wants to defeat the enemy with his own strength. He is really thinking too much." Fu Heaven.
Ming Yu didn't speak, but raised his head slightly to look at the distant battlefield.
"Report!"
In the formation, at this moment, a sharp voice was heard suddenly.
Pei Gu frowned, looked back at the person who came, and said anxiously: "Why is the reserve army so late?"
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