"Yes, are they immortal?"

They really can't think of any other reason other than this.

"Hiss, I'll ask the slaves to hold on. Even the evil ghosts must hold on to me!"

"If there are not enough people, you can pile up people. If it really doesn't work, you can pile up explosives and explode them. I don't believe it. All the Ming thieves are covered with copper and iron bones."

The Qing army generals pretended to be strong, but in fact they were already very panicked.

But he cannot be seen.

The general is the soul of a army.

If even he was afraid, the others would definitely be panicked.

Now I'm fighting for one breath, and I have to bite it, otherwise I'll be damned and will never die without a place to bury it.

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Chapter completed!