Jiang Shi rode his horse at a gallop, full of spirit, his entire body and the horse's back stained with blood. Lu Chengtian, lying on the horse's back, was filled with horror, his body cold from head to toe.
Only he knew how terrifying Jiang Shi's strength truly was!
In the rush through, he had at least slain twenty to thirty enemy generals.
The other soldiers who died tragically were countless.
"Worthy of being called Innate Vajra!"
Lu Chengtian thought to himself, alarmed.
This Jiang Shi probably hasn't even developed his physique to its fullest potential yet.
He had heard that Meng Fang, the Grand Governor of the Youzhou Army, with just himself and a lance, had once regarded a crowd of 830,000 enemy troops as mere weeds, killing his way in and out, unstoppable, taking the head of an enemy general surrounded by 830,000 troops.
If Jiang Shi's cultivation improves in the future, he might just be able to do the same.
Splat! Splat! Splat···
