"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
The bullet pierced through Feiler's buttocks and drilled out of his back.
Feiler only trembled violently for a moment, then collapsed in Fatty's hands.
Dropping the corpse, Fatty glanced sidelong at Selwal, whose eyes were full of pleading: "Your army is still attacking my territory. Do you need me to teach you what to do?"
"No, no need!"
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The first charge was repelled.
The second charge almost broke through, but was blocked again.
Now, it's the Northern Alliance launching the third charge on the bandit army's Northeast defense line.
This time, they had already thrown in all the forces they could muster. Nine Sharp Blade Companies of Blood Shadow and the eighth and ninth armored battalions, remnants of two mixed formations, and the logistical team left behind, alongside the just-arrived First and Second Mecha Groups of the Warrior with only half of their energy remaining.
