Jose and the others stood at the foremost position with their respective subordinates.
In front of them, over ten men littered the ground, all seemingly dead.
“What happened here?” Verner questioned in puzzlement, eyeing those who had collapsed and died on the ground.
Jose's face was as black as thunder, and he said nothing.
Instead, Marcelo cursed, “D*mn it! It turned out that there's a Mountain Defense Formation here, causing us to lose so many of our men!”
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