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Many townspeople gathered, looking curiously at the outskirts of the town.
Outside of Qin.
The name of Zhao Feng is the God of Slaughter.
But within Qin, Zhao Feng is the War God.
And in Shaqiu Hometown, the name of Zhao Feng is revered by everyone.
He has become the benchmark for the military, and even for the million Sharp Warriors of the entire Qin.
Every time Zhao Feng returns home, it's a triumphant return.
Looking at the hustle and bustle inside the town.
Zhao Feng did not reject it, he smiled slightly and dismounted at the gate pavilion.
In this hometown place.
Zhao Feng did not show too much majesty.
"You may rise."
Zhao Feng stepped forward and exclaimed loudly.
"Thank you, Senior General."
Each of the thousand Prefecture Soldiers replied excitedly.
"Everyone worked hard to protect Sha Village."
"Today I return."
"I cannot neglect the merits of all the soldiers' protection."
Zhao Feng smiled, then turned to Zhang Ming.
