Boom!
A deafening, earth-shattering roar as the gates of Jinshuang City were blasted open from the outside in.
The Jin Xia Garrison stationed behind the gates were also swept away together with the heavy door, and as the door fell heavily onto the street within the city, the soldiers were crushed into pulp.
Witnessing this scene, the garrison soldiers inside the city exchanged glances, swallowing hard, and their hands holding weapons trembled slightly. They looked at the cold, stern young man walking in from the dust-filled gateway, eyes filled with shock.
Chen Mo looked at them and lightly spat out a single word from his mouth: "Kill!"
A mass of Wei Army soldiers poured in from behind Chen Mo.
Shield soldiers at the front.
Followed by archers wielding compound bows.
A volley of arrows rained down, and the Jin Xia Army inside the city fell in a swath.
It was at this moment.
Chen Mo's sword eyebrows furrowed, and he looked up.
