Shang Ruyi had never been so close to war or the enemy.
One of her hands was tightly held by another cold large hand, pulling her forward continuously, while she kept turning her head back to watch the flood of Turkic soldiers pouring into the city like an overwhelming tide. These tall Turkic soldiers were brandishing their scimitars, roaring furiously as they charged through the city gates, while the soldiers inside the city showed no fear, but rather charged at them even more resolutely.
Shang Ruyi couldn't even see how they clashed in close combat, but she saw a mist of blood rise abruptly at the city gate.
Immediately, the sound of slaughter shook the heavens!
