"Kill!!"
Zhao Feng sneered, charging out again with his shield in his left hand and sword in his right. Enemy blades came slashing down.
Zhao Feng's Divine Sense had already spread out, not in all directions, but in a three-zhang radius around him. Under its detection, the enemy's attacks had no chance of touching him. Zhao Feng blocked their weapons with his shield, his right hand brandishing Dragon Spring.
He frantically reaped the lives of the Han Soldiers before him as system notifications chimed one after another. Seizing this great opportunity, Zhao Feng killed wildly, collecting Attributes.
This valor was on full display for the Sharp Warriors behind him. Seeing Zhao Feng slay over a dozen Han Soldiers in just a few breaths and tear open a breach in the city gate, every Sharp Warrior behind him was filled with reverence.
"The Capital Commandant's Divine Power!"
"Kill!"
"Annihilate the enemy!"
