Wang Xi hesitated for a moment, then sighed and turned back to weave through the crowd.
"Kill!!!"
After running several hundred meters, the two armies finally collided. Unlike last time, this clash did not greatly shake your side. The Young General Bai Ma, wielding a Silver gun, moved as fast as lightning. The tip of his spear pierced, scattering spark-like glimmers, akin to light shadows. Those hit did not have time to scream before falling to the ground.
Alongside him, the cavalry were equally brave, forming a shield around the infantry, while simultaneously cutting a sharp gash through the enemy infantry.
The enemy seemed to notice the situation on the left wing, but still acted methodically, not affected by the unit led by Young General Bai Ma.
