Bab 1187: Hundred Blade Fire

Based on the Great Horn Army's arrangement, the ones surrounding the injured camp should be some weaker second-line troops.

At this moment, the tents of these second-line troops were all set ablaze.

Along with the surging heat wave came earth-shattering cries.

The situation was even worse than Meng Chao had imagined.

The camp whistle was like a real tsunami. In just half an hour, the destructive power had spread to every camp within a radius of tens of miles.

It was chaotic, completely chaotic.

Every camp had fallen into a whirlpool that had gone out of control