The clouds were thickening and the sky was dark. The smoke of sulfur was floating in the wind, and the banner of the main **** was flying over the city. The eagle warrior Barda led thousands of guard warriors, and entered the city in the third batch, almost without any resistance.

"Huh? There should be several thousand militiamen guarding the city. Where did they all die?"

Wearing bronze armor and holding a bronze spear, Balda looked around the city, but saw only deathly silence. It seems that after passing the city wall, there is no sign of the defenders anymore.

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