"Uncle Chao, do we have any ways to let out a herd of frightened horses running across their battlefield?"

Mu Qianmei asked suddenly.

"Oh? Let a herd of horses running across their battlefield? Yes, we do."

Chaolu didn't respond immediately. He pondered a while and answered right after that.

"Hurry up! Let out horses! We must create a chance for Tingfeng to draw his sword so that he can save himself."

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