The tall Black Scarf leader landed in a sorry state, his eyes brimming with alarm. In that instant just now, he had truly felt the threat of death.
If that young man had wanted to, he really could have killed him! But he did not know why the other had spared him.
Though he could not figure it out, the Black Scarf leader still made the wisest choice. He hurriedly got up, slipped into the crowd, and sprinted into the distance!
This was no place to linger. Against such a cavalry force, his Black Scarves had no power to resist. If he stayed, death was certain.
On Qianliu City's gate tower, Xie Li watched the scene unfold. Then he looked at the cavalry under Lu Ye's command, slaughtering the Black Scarf leader's personal guards as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and finally made up his mind. "Open the gates! Meet them in battle!"
At his command, the gates that had only just been shut showed signs of opening once more.
In truth, he had already entertained this thought when the gates had not yet closed. But the risk had been too great. He did not know how long that cavalry force could hold on. If they failed to endure, taking the initiative to engage would only drag Qianliu into a mire.
Only now, after witnessing the Black Scarf leader flee with his own eyes, did he hesitate no longer.
At a time like this, if he still hesitated, then he was unworthy of being Qianliu City's City Lord.
The cavalry continued their charge and slaughter. The personal guards under the Black Scarf leader, though several times more numerous than them, performed no differently from the ordinary soldiers—they crumbled at the first touch.
Once Qianliu City's gates swung wide and