C463 Chapter 463 retainer

The stench of rotting corpses.

The battlefield was riddled with wounds and the victors cleaned up the filthy battlefield. The victors in their tents were crying as they looked at their severed arms and legs. Their swords and halberds were stained with thick blood, and even the river water was dyed red.

Gu Mingyan and Phantom Shadow rode their horses across the bloodied shallow water