The things that were originally thought to be legends appeared before the eyes at this moment. The Southern Hun leaders truly understood what bone-chilling cold was; the Han Army was indeed extravagant and grand, using a bull knife to kill a chicken!
Seeing that Han Army, everyone marched with the same-sized steps and the same rhythm, slowly stepping from the darkness into the radiance of the moonlight. His shocked eyes stared intently at the other side.
At this moment, even Dian Mann didn't care about the frenzied attacks from his trusted aides; he watched, he learned, he worked hard to deeply carve everything he saw at this moment into his mind. With such elite troops, those who oppose can only die!
Dian Mann's massive club swung fiercely, smashing the head of a Southern Hun soldier in front of him, splattering countless red and white onto the face of the Southern Hun leader guarding the camp gate.
