South Point of San City
Drap! Drap! Drap!
The sound of horses galloping could be heard even from a distance away. At this moment, it was not only a battle against Wei Da Kingdom but also a race of time.
Long Qian Xing was paying close attention to the time limit that was given to them. He knew very well that General Chi was partially suicidal because of the past experience, but he was still a capable general.
This rage would definitely be the most useful to be used against the enemy's soldiers.
What he needed was others to back him up.
"Young Master, the South Point is close."
"You'll be the one to take over the city." Long Qian Xing casted his gaze towards the valley nearby. He had keen instinct and could guess that the enemies were gathering in the open area rather than inside the city.
This south point has always been filled with battles.
On their way here, Long Qian Xing had already encountered several armies.