Thirty zhang!
Twenty zhang!
Fifteen zhang!
Closer!
Even closer!
The army of Man-eating Ants, using the corpses of their companions and giant crocodile carcasses as bridges, had accelerated their pace after Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu pushed the crocodile carcasses towards the opposite bank!
Ten zhang!
Eight zhang!
Six zhang!
As the army of Man-eating Ants surged continuously towards the center line of the river, Gu Changsheng's hand under the Red Sleeve tightened more and more!
Exactly!
The river's center line was Gu Changsheng's limit!
She was waiting, waiting for the army of Man-eating Ants to cross the center line, waiting for them to enter her attack range!
And this range of attack was precisely calculated by Gu Changsheng; even if she couldn't successfully overturn the army of Man-eating Ants in this river, she could ensure her own retreat!
Gu Changsheng had never fought a battle without confidence!
