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... close to the tribe’s east wall, and Jifu’s actions were also near the east wall.
As soon as his figure was exposed, fire arrows had already fallen from the top of the wall.
Along with the falling fire arrows were burning firearms, emitting a strong smell of greasy oil.
"Wood dipped in beast fat, what a bunch of bumpkins."
Jifu was inherently somewhat afraid of fire, quickly moving to avoid the falling firearms.
Wooden spears, such primitive things, he’d on ...
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