C947 Tracker 30

Kua'an sits on the wall, The flood of northerners had just passed through the commercial city. Facing a force that was dozens of times stronger than his own, the pressure made him break out in cold sweat.

"Commander, do we still need the torch?"

A soldier asked. The other side was also sitting on the ground. Apart from the hand holding the torch that was still holding on and trembling slightly