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Chapter Eight(2/2)

The terrain of Shibao City is not very high, and it is not surprising that some fog is shrouded. There are clouds rushing towards you. I have never heard of this. Gree Pingcuo is covered with clouds and mountains.

While they were surprised, the gray fog enveloped the stone castle city.

The Tubo soldiers felt their eyes burning and pain, and the eyes were pitch black and they couldn't see anything.

"Why can't my eyes be seen?"

"This is not cloud, this is gray, yes, it must be gray."

"Isn't this the Tang army's conspiracy?"

The Tubo soldiers shouted in a row, one after another, and were frightened and uneasy: "If the Tang army takes advantage of the situation, how can we resist?"

"Dongdong!"

The shocking thunder sounded, shaking the ground trembled.

"Occurrence! Attack!" Yang Sixu drew out the horizontal sword and waved it hard. A beautiful sword light flashed, and a loud roar was the first to rush out.

Xue Zhi held the horizontal knife tightly and roared loudly: "Brothers, it's time to capture the Stone Castle City! Kill!"
Chapter completed!
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