Shi Wansui spoke indifferently, not caring at all about the more than 10,000 lives in his words.

"promise!"

After hearing his order, the Ying Yang knights all looked at the prisoners with cold expressions.

"You devil!"

"You must not die well!"

After more than 10,000 infantrymen from both countries knew that they would die today, they all cursed Shi Long live.

It's a pity that their tongues are not as sharp as Ma Shu's.

Amidst the rumble of horse hooves, their curses did not last long before they stopped abruptly.

On this nameless plain in the west of Hexi Province, blood was already flowing into the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of corpses of soldiers were strewn across the plain.

A group of crows looked greedily at the dead soldier on the bloody branches.

The scarlet blood has soaked into every inch of the soil. This place will definitely be a fertile soil in the coming year.
Chapter completed!