The enemy's speed was much faster than Wang Shuo had imagined.
he had just gathered his men when a wave of battle cries and the rumbling of hooves rushed into the camp.
Wang Shuo looked toward the source of the voice. It was just as Chong Lin had said. There were about thirty cavalrymen at the front. The leader was a thin man who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. However, he held two yellow Hammers in his hands and looked extremely ferocious.
the two big hammers in his hands were light as if they were weightless, and wherever they passed, no matter if it was people or objects in their way, they were invincible.
Following closely behind were two middle-aged burly men. They were fully equipped and also looked mighty and extraordinary.