The biting wind howled, whipping through the rows of wild grass on the prairie and causing them to flatten before the approaching bandits.
At this moment, the bandits' murderous aura far surpassed that of the villagers lined up at the village entrance, reeking of bloodshed and slaughter.
"Hahaha, we've finally found you indigenous prairie dwellers! Once we wipe out this village, there won't be a single soul left within a radius of tens of thousands of li."
Chapter 19