Qiu Ye's eyes widened in terror as he shouted, "You dare..."
Before his words could fall, he died beneath Sikong Jing's spear.
Of course Sikong Jing dared!
At the same time, A-Hu and Old Zhang lunged forth as well, cutting down Qiu Ye's personal guards one after another. Waves of screams immediately rang out in the darkness, sending chills racing through the thirty thousand soldiers and filling them with panic.
"Move!"
Once they had killed them all, Sikong Jing spoke coolly, and the three vanished from where they stood.
Moments later, Sikong Jing's voice rang out again among the thirty thousand soldiers. "Don't panic, everyone. There aren't many enemies. Light the torches, quickly."
Hearing Sikong Jing's voice, everyone immediately calmed down.
Bang, bang, bang...
As torchlight flared to life, everyone looked at one another, yet not a single enemy was in sight.
Suddenly, someone shrieked, "General Qiu Ye is dead!"
Following that cry, Sikong Jing hurriedly led people over. When he saw Qiu Ye's corpse, his expression turned incomparably grim. After examining the body, he said heavily to the crowd, "What ruthless methods. Every one of them was killed with a single slash."
A-Hu also roared, "Damn it, it was the Cloud Forest Bandits in Cloud Iron Forest!"
"Slaughter them and avenge General Qiu Ye!"
Old Zhang cried out angrily, "Hmph, do the Cloud Forest Bandits think killing General Qiu Ye will turn us into a scattered heap of sand? Too bad they're wrong—we still have Brother Sikong."
"That's right, we still have Commander Sikong."
"Let's slaughter the Cloud Forest Bandits and avenge General Qiu Ye!"
Roars rose one after another...
Everyone immediately fixed their eyes on Sikong Jing, their fighting spirit and morale soaring abruptly.
"Kill them! Wipe out the Cloud Forest Bandits tonight!"
Sikong Jing swept his gaze