Pan Yun flew out into midair, leaving only the Three Treasures Cauldron continuing forward through the sky.
Miao Zhen instinctively braced herself against the cauldron's rim, preparing to fly forward. She had climbed halfway when she saw how high it was, and silently shrank back inside.
Miao He let out the breath she had been holding and teased her, "Jump, then! Go on, jump!"
Miao Zhen shot her a glare. With no master controlling it, the Three Treasures Cauldron smashed toward the ground with fierce momentum. The four spotted an opening and sprang into the air, escaping first.
With a bang, the Three Treasures Cauldron crushed dozens of people and finally blasted a deep pit into the ground. Miao Zhen and the others did not even have time to glance at it before they came under a barrage of arrows while still in midair.
After knocking down the arrows, they kicked Oirat cavalrymen from their horses and seized the mounts, only to discover that they could barely control the horses, much less fight the Oirats—who excelled at riding and archery—while mounted.
The four could only give up on that idea and nimbly weave about atop the horses' backs. Xue Shao could only keep reminding them not to separate while constantly adjusting the direction of their breakout.
At last, after shifting left and charging right, they joined up with Ming Dynasty soldiers. They first helped the Duke of England block a blade, then dragged Wang Xi, Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guards, out of the enemy ranks...
They also saw Pan Yun trapped deep within the enemy army, along with that flash of bright yellow. They wanted to charge over, but every step was painfully difficult.
For the first time, they experienced what it felt like to be drowned beneath a