The dragon rose, coiling; warhorses let out long neighs! Sword Qi frosted the air!
Bai Yujun, who had always tried every means to avoid trouble yet kept getting inexplicably dragged into major events, was furious. Perhaps she was angry at fate for toying with a snake. Perhaps she was angry at certain creatures for being so brazen. This good snake intended to open a slaughterhouse today, to let the world know that this White Snake was not merely a lucky mascot, but a ferocious beast.
Within the evil army formation by the shore, a young soldier stood in armor with a spear in hand, tense and uneasy.
He remembered being lassoed away back then. Because he was strong and sturdy, he had been pulled into an elite formation for training. Many times, he had seen the battalion commander shrouded in rolling Black Qi, eating people. He was a demon. Yet the young soldier did not dare run. Those who fled had all been eaten by the battalion commander.
After several battles in succession, he had killed people and captured many more. Those captives had all been eaten by that demonic commander...
The enemy was about to reach the shore. The elite formation he belonged to would stop them. Their armor was excellent, their weapons the best among all the armies. Ten full formations, more than ten thousand men. The young soldier was confident they could drive the enemy back. Even if the enemy were good people, there was nothing to be done. If they did not fight for their lives, they would be killed. There was no way back.
This was fate...
The screams and drumbeats on the riverbank made his breathing quicken. He was always nervous before slaughter, and after standing for so long, he was starting to feel