Yan Shu was also very aware of this, so despite her reluctance, she honestly suppressed her initial impulse.
But the disparity in numbers between the two sides was really too great. It was clear that Cao Tianbao and his men were almost unable to hold their ground. Their human wall seemed like a fishing net with a big rip, and more and more bandits, like fish escaping the net, crossed the barriers and rushed directly toward them.
The scene became increasingly chaotic.
Zhu Yu and Yan Shu both drew the swords at their waists, ready at any moment. In the mêlée, Zhu Yu helped the talisman to kill two bandits.
The second time Zhu Yu forcefully pulled her sword out of a bandit's chest, she looked up to see how Lu Qing was doing.
But her gaze was involuntarily drawn to something further away.
Behind the bandits tangled with Cao Tianbao's group, a cloud of dust rose up on what was once an endless open field, its origin unknown.
