Everyone looked at one another.
They were preparing to attack Xiaocheng and had braced themselves to fight Gongxi Chou, but they had never expected the other side to be thinking the same thing. The two forces were about to collide without the slightest warning!
Alliance Leader Wu Xian glanced around, taking in the shifting expressions of those present. He knew it wasn't easy to lead a hastily assembled force, but he hadn't expected it to be this difficult. The battle hadn't even officially begun, and morale was already wavering. Seeing the situation, the scholar in the dark robe deliberately coughed.
Just then, a general rode forward.
He laughed loudly. "What Gongxi Chou? What Mother Dong En? I'll gladly go twist that man's head off and give our army a mighty boost!"
This Martial Gall Warrior had an imposing presence.
Only after they looked closely did the others realize he was one of the Six Valiant Generals under Alliance Leader Wu Xian. He was over thirty, in the prime of his life, full of vigor and strength.
He was as imposing as a small mountain, with a leopard's head and ape-like arms, a tiger's back and bear's waist. He stood over two meters tall, his muscles bulging and hard as boulders!
Though he looked so stout that even drawing a breath seemed like a chore, he was a rare all-rounder who combined strength with speed.
His breathing was steady and his steps light as he walked; even more strangely, he had an almost negligible presence. If he didn't speak, few people would notice him. More terrifying still was the warhorse beneath him!
Unlike the lean build of ordinary warhorses, his mount was even more rugged than its rider. Its four hooves were thick and its muscles solid; the other horses looked