The battle for the Secret Pass of Tian in South Vietnam lasted less than half an hour and ended inexplicably.
The Jin army retreated back into the city gate, and the Nanyue army retreated to their tents in the distance.
The sun sets, but the afterglow is still bright.
In the Nanyue camp, Michel Xiao was still dressed in the uniform of a Jin soldier, carrying a few pieces of firewood and a copper basin under his arm, walking towards the main tent. He was still a little slow in his movements, obviously he had not recovered from his injuries, but he was in very good spirits, his face was ruddy, and he was beaming with joy, even the scar on his face seemed to bend in a happy arc.
This joy lasted until he lifted the curtain of the main tent and saw Aiden Fang turning over and sitting up.
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