At this time, the man named Mu picked up enough ears and started to run away, and I was at a loss and stood there.

In front of him was a soldier from the Great Bus Empire: ("Hey, that's how you fight?")

The strange shouts brought me back to my god.

I raised the iron sword with both hands to block the opponent's slash, and I waved and picked up the opponent's helmet with all my strength.

I seemed to hit the other party's cheek and my helmet fell.

I saw the other person's long forehead, and there was no name on the top of his head.

We sent people from our country, and they were real soldiers on the battlefield.

Our country thinks that things are just fun, but the other party comes with real guns and ammunition.

I remembered a question, whether it was Lifan or Shangfan. The patriarch lied to us, but the foreheads of other countries did not have the same words as us.

A spear stabbed my chest, and two pieces of armor were instantly pierced.

After pulling it out, I fell backwards, and my mind was filled with tinnitus.

I once again saw the silver-white palace, which was a symbol of imperial power.

Our country begins with the silvery palace, known as silver plated.

It is also because of the silvery palace, and because of silver plating, it is facing an end.
Chapter completed!