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... enter Feiqi City It’s not a weak hand. Give them enough opportunities. The speed of improvement is also very fast. As for killing five enemy troops to become a corps leader, it is also the standard of Feiqi in private. The real measure of their military merit will be based on the strength of the enemy. Make a judgment.

"I hope these ambush Jizhou army will not be too weak." A cavalry murmured.

Zhang Liao, who happened to hear this, stopped slightly, shouted, and led the cavalry to ...

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