In the eastern side courtyard, corpses were piled as high as mountains.
Judging by their clothes, most were men, with the old and young mixed together and their identities varied.
The foul blood mixed with mud, almost covering Zhang Queling's shoes.
After landing, she did not move at once. Instead, she closed her eyes and listened quietly.
The commotion in the main courtyard just now seemed not to have alerted the other barbarians.
In the front and rear courtyards, the women's wails and the men's wild laughter continued as before, as though they would never end.
Zhang Queling turned to glance behind her. Her gaze seemed to pierce through two courtyards, taking in the dry well in the western miscellaneous courtyard and the firefly-like glimmers beneath it.
She gritted her silver teeth and said, one word at a time, as if muttering to herself, "Yao, Zhixue! I really owe you one!"
Queling...
Yao Zhixue's voice rose in her mind, as faint as a thread, laden with deep guilt and unease.
Shut up!
Zhang Queling scolded her inwardly.
If you say one more word, I'll leave right now and let them die for all I care!
Her mind fell silent at once.
"Fuck!"
Zhang Queling cursed angrily and stopped hesitating.
Listening to the footsteps outside the western side courtyard wall drawing nearer, her blood surged through her body like rolling thunder!
Now!
She abruptly stamped on the ground and slammed her shoulder into the courtyard wall.
Boom!
The wall exploded on impact. Broken stones mixed with clods of earth and shot violently into the alley.
"Ahhh~!"
"My eyes, my eyes~!"
"What is it?"
A squad of passing barbarian soldiers was caught completely off guard and stunned by the sudden upheaval.
Countless shattered bricks, carrying tremendous force, swept through the squad