Sound

Blood splattered.

Screams and yell ensued, yet Nan Luo couldn't hear anything. His body moved rapidly to clear the soldiers around him.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

The sword slashed through the armor and the meat as several soldiers of Zhang Xu Kingdom's side fell down. Nan Luo didn't stop there and kept on killing everyone around him.

He saw his soldiers had arrived and the corner of his mouth lifted.

"CHARGE INSIDE!"

"YES!"

Xiao Yan led the soldiers to break into the path that Nan Luo had opened. The small path soon become wider with more and more soldiers broke into the lines.

They moved as fast as possible, killing whoever blocked their way.

As they entered deeper, Nan Luo noticed that their path was so dusty. The dust blocked their vision and seemed as if it was fog. After battling during winter for so long where there was barely any dust, it was a strange phenomenon.

The snow had melted.