Chapter 1184 (1/2)

Is the micaceous River calm again?

Looking at each other, there are still Yanghu city people in the city. In addition to looking at each other, they still look at each other.

That's it?

”Bad.” The general of Xiongnu, who had been crowded through the crowd, drank at once.

The complexion is suddenly blue and white, which is extremely ugly.

”Hurry, hurry, block the gate, hurry, seal...”

The high command voice has not yet resounded over Yanghu city.

The commander of Xiongnu had seen that the flag of the flying eagle was not the king of Xiongnu flag, but the flying eagle flag of the northern herdsman.

The fortress and the gate are no longer the Huns.

It's the northern herdsmen and horses.

A body of iron and black armor stood on the high wall, and looked down with authority. It was not the first general of the northern herdsman, kuzamu.

His face is like ashes, and his God like dead wood.