Just then, thunderous hoofbeats sounded from every direction. Hu Xiaotian frowned slightly. It seemed the other side had more reinforcements coming. The Dong Family's influence in Great Yong was formidable indeed. With such a vast disparity in numbers, his side would undoubtedly lose if a real battle broke out. Hu Xiaotian said to Zhan Peng, "Zhan Peng, fall back for now!"
At his words, Zhan Peng put away his horn bow.
Dong Tianbing still watched Zhan Peng with reluctance. Combative by nature, he had found his fighting spirit fully kindled by an opponent like Zhan Peng and was determined to pit his archery against him. Seeing Zhan Peng withdraw to his own side, Dong Tianbing sneered, "Scared?"
Zhan Peng said nothing and quietly returned to Hu Xiaotian's side.
Zhou Mo shot Xiong Tianba a meaningful glance. Xiong Tianba walked back carrying the great iron hammer, then reached out and took the other one from Zhou Mo. After swinging them around a few times, he curled his lip. "A little light! Are they hollow?"
Dong Tianjun was so furious that smoke might have poured from all seven openings in his head. But he had smashed his right hand hard against the hammer earlier, and his bones still ached as though they were splitting. For the moment, he dared not follow and demand them back.
The newcomer was Dong Tianjiang, the youngest of the three Dong brothers. Though youngest, he was the strongest martial artist among them. He currently commanded the Yong Capital's Tiger Standard Battalion under Yuchi Chong. Each of the three brothers had a hotter temper than the last. Dark-skinned and powerfully built, Dong Tianjiang rode a great black horse and was a size larger even than the eldest, Dong Tianjun. With a Sky-Piercing Halberd in his hand, he appeared