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"King Khan, take a quick look!" A warrior who was watching the surroundings hurriedly handed the binoculars he had seized from humans to the old Khan.

After taking it, the old Khan watched carefully, seeing the billowing dust rising in the distance, and the thousands of human cavalry in the dust, horror and absurdity suddenly emerged in his heart.

how is this possible? how is this possible! It's such a time, how could human beings have a cavalry unit in ambush?

You know, ...

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