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... he unparalleled mowing.

Like a tank crushing all dissatisfaction.

"Who is the enemy general! Sign up!"

Zhao Yan dragged his knife and charged at a Xiongnu general.

"Say my name, I'll scare you, I'm the Huns general Tuotuo!" The Huns general shouted.

In the next second, Guan Dao fell from the sky with the momentum of Taishan pressing the top, and Tuotuo quickly resisted with a gun.

Whoa! puff-

The barrel of the gun was directly chopped off, but Gua ...

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