The battle between two armies is not a personal duel; everyone is fighting, injuries and falls occur at any moment. The Hei Fengqi are at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and any small victory gained at great cost or equal sacrifice is a failure.
Gu Jiao must end the battle quickly!
Without a weapon, Nangong Ze mounted his horse and seized a spear from one of the Hei Fengqi cavalry.
Gu Jiao deftly knocked his spear away, and the Black Wind King reared up with a killing aura, crashing fiercely towards Nangong Ze's steed!
Nangong Ze's warhorse, frightened, bolted. As the horse reared up, Nangong Ze cursed and fell off, rolling a few times until he landed near a long sword.
His eyes brightened as he hurriedly reached for it, but Gu Jiao pierced his hand, pinning it fiercely to the dusty ground!
Gu Jiao: "I said, in the first battle, there will be blood."
Let the blood of the traitor consecrate the souls of the Xuanyuan Family!
