Chapter 248 Defining the Battle Situation_3
Atop the city walls,
Qing Genglan cursed wearily, but he still heeded the words of the other party, commanding the sharp Border Army cavalry to make way for the Black Scale Army, while bellowing:
"Prepare the bed crossbows, clear the way for this bastard, fire!"
And the Black Scale heavy cavalry smoothly took their place.
Yuan Hao, leading the charge, boosted by the military formation, swung his long halberd in broad, sweeping strokes; each swing's light blade claiming the lives of a dozen tall Barbarian Tribesmen.
The scalding black blood that splattered on his face excitedly contorted his handsome features.
Like a sharp spearhead, he pierced into the Barbarian Tribes' formation, charging towards the monstrous beast that loomed like a mountain.
Despite numbering only two thousand, even as their ranks thinned rapidly with the charge, the Black Scale Iron Riders remained unstoppable.
"For the Ancestral God, for the King...."
"Swoosh!"