"Li Zhiran, prepare to retreat! I will help you open a path next. Do not get entangled with Rome; our soldiers may be elite, but they are definitely not opponents of Rome!" Gao Shun's rasping voice appeared in the collapsing communication method Zhuge Liang had established, after the Trap Formation he led was dyed black!
"We can break through ourselves; just take care of yourself!" Li Jue replied somewhat irritably to Gao Shun. The deep impression from memory revealed what they had lost—they lost their fearless determination to act against the odds!
Xiliang is harsh and cold; there's nothing that can't be fought in. The prosperity of the Central Plains blinded their eyes and corrupted their will. As born warriors, what battle can not be fought!
"Battle!" Gao Shun said no more. The imposing aura transmitted from afar made him clearly feel the heroism of the Liangzhou when he first met them in Luoyang.
