Chapter 373 - 358 Wuna, the thieving general, halt!
Beneath the deep night, flames pierced through half the sky.
"Form ranks! Meet the enemy!" Duan Heng let out another angry roar.
At this moment, his soldiers were thoroughly disorganized.
The soldiers outside the camp had not yet evacuated, while those inside the camp were frantically squeezing out.
Xie Yuan chose the right moment to strike, attacking when about a third of the enemy had poured into the camp. The originally spacious camp gate became like shackles, trapping the enemy forces at their throats, rendering them unable to advance or retreat.
Boom, boom, boom~~
The rumbling sound of horseshoes approached, with Yang Zhenshan leading the charge, his spear moving like a dragon.
Compared to Yu Qingyi’s solo fights, Yang Zhenshan was also charging into the formation alone. The cavalry behind him hadn’t caught up, but his charge was not only for slaughter; it was also to tear open a path for the cavalry behind him, showing the way.
The longer the spear, the stronger it is. Wherever Yang Zhenshan charged through, a blood path a zhang wide was left in his wake.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhenshan had charged more than ten zhang into the enemy’s formation, with the cavalry behind him only then colliding with the enemy.