The soldiers of the Biyan Tribe rushed towards the ten stronghold masters frantically, and their formations were completely disrupted.

The corner of Xia Tian's mouth evoked an evil smile: "Surround the corpse and call for reinforcements, start now!"

"Archers, prepare!"

"shoot......"

"Swish swish..."

The sharp archers of Huangzhou Palace have turned on the precision shooting mode!

The ten village masters will be surrounded by death!

This time, the Biyan tribe chose the wrong enemy.

The Royal Palace of Huangzhou was different from the Han people they had seen before!

The top ten village masters of the Biyan tribe shed their first drop of blood!

The war has officially begun!

Mountainside.

In the dark cave, two angry green lights shine... Everyone will die!

Whoever enters the cave - dies!
Chapter completed!