Two powerful auras collided and canceled each other out, exploding in midair.
The shockwave turned into a fierce wind that made it impossible to keep one's eyes open.
Though it had been a simple exchange, an ominous feeling welled up in the defending general's heart. His opponent was probably stronger than he was. He couldn't help thinking of that unlucky Jiang Qianshen, and a chill surged through him, as if a thorn were stuck in his back. He followed the wind's direction and landed lightly on the battlements. His gaze swept over the scene before finally settling on a young general in red robes and silver armor, who was looking at him too.
No—
To be precise, the other man was looking at his neck.
The realization made the defending general especially furious.
He bellowed, "Who goes there?"
The young general in red and silver's voice rang clearly in his ears.
"You old bastard, your ancestor's crawled out of his grave!"
The reply was exceptionally young and flippant.
The defending general's eyes bulged with rage. "You're asking for death!"
The defending general thought the Alliance Army's choice was tantamount to Seeking Death. Without the morale boost from a duel between generals, the Alliance Army lacked siege equipment, and what it did have was weak. Meanwhile, his side could rely on the rugged pass. Could they really be mad enough to throw away lives until they broke through?
If that was what they wanted, he would oblige them.
The defending general steeled himself and raised a hand, then brought it down. "Raise it!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, another wave of flaming arrows from the Alliance Army streaked toward them, but this time, they never reached the walls. Outside Chaoli Pass, a towering phantom wall rose from the