Saber light flashed again and again, and heads rolled to the ground.
The slaughter sent the Heavenly Dao Alliance members crying for their fathers and mothers.
A Grandmaster Realm warrior from the Heavenly Dao Alliance had just climbed onto the wall when, before he could steady himself, Zhang San slashed him across the chest. Blood gushed out as he plummeted straight down outside the city.
Li Si brandished his Spring Embroidered Saber atop the gate tower, weaving a net of blades so tight that not even wind could pass through.
He cut down every member who tried to scale the walls, looking utterly imposing.
The arrival of the Imperial Guard was like a shot of strength injected into the exhausted defenders of Cool Prefecture.
Their flagging morale quickly stopped falling and began to rise steadily.
With the Imperial Guard's support, the soldiers reorganized their offensive, sending rocks and boiling oil crashing down like a torrential storm.
Heavenly Dao Alliance members fell in swathes, and scaling ladders were overturned one after another.
The Heavenly Dao Alliance's offensive was checked in an instant.
In less than half a day, two or three hundred members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had been killed.
The remaining members no longer dared to charge. Instead, they fled backward, retreating in disarray to the foot of the walls.
Seeing this, the Cool Prefecture soldiers atop the gate tower erupted in thunderous cheers. All their earlier gloom was swept away, and their faces lit with the joy of surviving a calamity.
Below the walls, Zhao Yunlan and Feng Leiting watched this sudden reversal, their faces full of astonishment.
How had the Cool Prefecture army, which had been at a disadvantage just moments ago, suddenly become so ferocious? What was going on?
Then they saw the banner bearing the