C63 dispatch of troops

A week later. Early in the morning, the prairie of Pampis, which was at the beginning of summer, was in high spirits. The air was filled with the fragrance of patriarch grass. In this sparsely populated area, in the center of the prairie, there was a sea of people, yet there was not the slightest bit of noise.

Three days ago, Fire Phoenix and Thunder God's two mercenary groups had arrived