C315 Retreat Battle 82

The earth kept shaking, and under the sun that was slightly to the west, the golden-armored wave that was slowly pushing forward shook the earth.

The withered grass armor unexpectedly matched with the winter plains. The army advanced like a grassland that was blown by the wind. For a moment, no one knew whether the wind was blowing the grass or the grass was stirring the wind.

On the other hand