Left Hand Carrying Heads, Right Arm Holding Live Captives! (Two-in-One, Asking for Monthly Votes)
Arrows shrieked miserably as they brushed past the soldiers' necks. The moment anyone was struck and halted, enemies seized the chance, loosing their bows and crossbows in unison. Dozens of feathered arrows shot forth, bursting from the wounded like pine needles.
Hunting Tiger warriors, Wolf Smoke warriors, their bloodlust blazing across their faces, fearlessly scaled the city walls. They desperately hacked their sabers into the enemies' heads and poured into Shuo Fang Platform City through the Golden Passage.
The three armies surged forward like a tide.
Beneath Shuo Fang Platform City, the earth trembled. Gray-white dust billowed across the misty snowfield as archers closed in from both sides like wings, gathering into an undulating crimson tide.
The tide swept over the land, leaving behind only heaps of white bones.
Eight Beasts' Fox's severed upper body fell from the sky to the earth, plunging from fire-scorched clouds into the raging tide and splashing up a tiny bloom of Blood Water that scarcely anyone noticed.
Everyone was fighting with all their strength, surging ahead, with no mind to spare for what was happening in the sky.
Only the Perfected Elephant Grandmasters, whose battle's intensity remained under control and whose senses were razor-sharp, noticed!
The splash scattered.
Eight Beasts stood frozen on the spot.
Duke of Wei Xu Youguang and Grand General He Ningyuan both widened their eyes and sucked in a cold breath. Vigorous Qi shot from their tailbones to the backs of their heads, exploding into an icy chill!
Eagle!
Boar!
Fox!
In the span of a day, two of Eight Beasts had fallen!
In ten days, three of Eight Beasts had fallen!
By Liang Qu's strength alone! By the strength of one spear alone!
He Ningyuan suddenly recalled the scene from three days ago, when Liang Qu had discussed tactical