C540 The Great Battle Erupted
"Bring them on—one by one, they'll fall!"
Du Xiaoman stood atop the city ramparts, her gaze sweeping across the endless throng of adversaries. Her long, straight legs planted firmly, she exuded a silent, captivating charm. Clad in red shorts that hugged her curves and an orange robe draping her figure, her elegant neck gave way to a chest as smooth and white as carved jade
