It hasn't rained for more than a year.

The sudden storm and storm made the soldiers who had just won the battle even more excited.

The prisoners, soldiers and militia were busy taking off their military uniforms to cover the wounded and seized supplies.

Even the puppet army's clothes were ordered to take off.

Being naked in the rain... How can I not enjoy it if I feel so good?

Enjoy the comfort of being raging by heavy rain...

The puppet army who stayed in the city all day long had a bitter face, and only fools liked to get wet in the rain.

The puppet army with crops at home was full of panic on their faces, praying that the heavy rain would be gentler, and that the sorghum that was about to harvest could not withstand the torture...

A finger-sized hailstone fell from the sky.

A soldier was hit in the head and turned around: "Who, who hit me?"

A strong wind blew by.
Chapter completed!