Chapter 87: Returning Southward with the Wind (2)

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On the edge of the prairie, Wei Yuan swung his spear sideways and dumped a skewered rider to the ground. Seven or eight bodies were already lying motionlessly around him.

The warhorse let out a fiery snort—literally—out of its nostrils before stepping forward, flaming hooves leaving behind patches of charred earth in its wake.

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