C1780 Counterattack Swift Fire

Gong Zhou glanced at the scattered soldiers and once again charged into the enemy's formation. He wanted to say something but hesitated. With Mai Lanmeng's help, he slowly approached Xianchuan who did not continue to attack. Then, he shook his hand and bowed.

"Master, you finally made your move. This time, you came a little late."

"Hmph, I'll deal with you when your injuries are healed