According to common sense, this is indeed the case.
Huang Shengong's mind turned, he only thought of killing this female general soon, breaking up these ten thousand cavalry, leading his three hundred Profound Mechanism Warriors, racing to the front to charge into the opponent's million-strong army.
If he were to be too late, it is very possible he wouldn't even get to the soup, and this credit would definitely be snatched by the sinister Sheqing.
"Kill."
Huang Shengong swung the long halberd, the Golden Lion Beast beneath him leaped forward over dozens of feet, carrying a pungent wind as it pounced.
Behind him, the Profound Mechanism Warriors simultaneously shouted loudly, waving the Three-Pavilion Great Saber, stirring up a whirlwind as they closely followed the charge.
As for the over five thousand cavalry behind them, they couldn't even keep up with their pace.
"Seven Stars."
Han Xiaoru's face changed dramatically.
