The leader died on the spot.
The raised sledgehammer fell powerlessly to the ground.
He looked toward Ding Ling's position with a face full of astonishment and disbelief, the fierce and cruel light in his eyes gradually fading.
"General Lei!"
The leader had led a team of more than a hundred people here.
These people, seeing their leader dead, were filled with grief and anger.
One by one, they grabbed their spears and rode their horses toward Ding Ling, Hua Tuo, and Zhao Yun, shouting loudly:
"Avenge General Lei!"
"Hmph."
Ding Ling snorted lightly, squeezed the belly of his Ferghana Horse.
After a period of contact and interaction with Ding Ling, the Ferghana Horse had already been completely tamed and subdued by him.
It was extremely intelligent; once Ding Ling squeezed its flanks, it quickly charged out, heading straight for the enemy.
Clang!
Ding Ling raised the halberd in his hand.
