Dominic felt his chest getting more and more stuffy, and he was so angry that he finally blurted out: "Fcuk." This was a Zhang accent. Dominic's small mouth opened to the maximum, and a huge air flow spurted out from his mouth, carrying countless spit particles.
The messenger who was standing with his head bowed on the opposite side suddenly felt a rush of air and various smells coming from Dominic's huge body. He almost wanted to take a few steps back, but finally held back, and crystal drops of water immediately appeared on his forehead. ------Of course, that's not sweat.
Eighteen lines of soldiers and horses, hundreds of thousands of troops, this momentum is really not small, but just like this, they want to touch me, Dominic, huh, it is a fool's dream. Thinking of his adopted son Lu Bu, Dominic's initially uneasy heart immediately settled down. With Xiaobu here, it's really like one man is in charge, and ten thousand men can't stop him.
At this moment, the princes from all walks of life who had gathered in response to Oliver Cao's call were rushing to Sishui Pass. If this barrier is broken, going to Luoyang, the royal capital, will be as smooth as a mile.
Let's say that there was an army of horses, and the leader was a worker named Julian Gongsun, who came from Peiping. In the bitter cold land of Northeast China, although Julian Gongsun claimed to rule tens of millions of Northeastern men, most of them were actually skin and bones from hunger. But fortunately, the frame is quite big. Once the armor is put on, it is hard to tell whether it is plump or not.
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