"Brother, two hundred bamboo and wood longbows, two thousand hardwood arrows, three hundred copper spears...you can only take out these? Don't you have that... 40% spare?..."

"Red-haired tribal brother, this is indeed my greatest sincerity! I don't know how long it will take to fight this time to the west. I must keep half of the weapons as spares, right?"

The woodpecker Epeke smiled wryly, holding the talisman of the main **** around his neck, and solemnly swore.

"The Lord God witnesses! Weapons I

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