Zhao Si was deeply worried about how things were going for Godwyn, but there was nothing he could do.
Everyone had their own task.
On the battlefield, completing one's own task as quickly as possible was the greatest support one could offer everyone else.
He ran along the wall, leaped straight onto its walkway, and swept his Serpent Spear through the soldiers defending it.
"Where can I open the gate?" Zhao Si asked a soldier who was still alive.
The soldier looked resolute. Rather than answer, he chose to attack.
Zhao Si pierced the soldier with his Serpent Spear, then continued forward.
He asked as he killed, killing anyone who would not answer.
If he searched level by level, he would eventually find out where the gate mechanism was.
Persistence paid off.
As Zhao Si cleared the wall, he finally found the gate's control lever.
Once he pulled it down, the gate's locking bar lowered, and powerful machinery slowly opened a gap between the doors.
The gap alone was wide enough for someone on horseback to pass through.
Zhao Si jumped down from the wall and landed on the ground. Planting the Serpent Spear beside his feet, he gripped the two doors with both hands, his arm muscles bulging as he forced them a little farther open.
The Monster Horse obligingly ran inside. Zhao Si caught its reins, swung onto its back, and extended a hand, summoning the Serpent Spear into his palm.
Behind him, Aureg and Ingweir's admiration for Zhao Si could scarcely have been greater.
"He actually opened the gate like that?" Aureg hurried after him.
"Yes, no one else could possibly do that." Ingweir followed with a sigh of admiration. "He's a true hero. A hero worthy of becoming king."
These two were more like witnesses.
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