The Imperial Palace Breaks, the Emperor Falls (IV)

Langjun?

The man's sensitive ears caught Huijun's mumbling. The flames of fury inside him burned as his sharp eyes explicitly displayed his murderous intent.

The silver lance in his hand was like an unbelievably agile mystical snake, drawing lines and lines of bright silver that shone white silk.

Bright red blood, silver lance, and a dazzling scarlet hat.

A single man and a horse forcefully opened a path through the battlefield. The silver lance pierced through the path as flesh ripped through the air with the sharp blade, fresh blood splattering everywhere.

Before the enemy troops fighting the imperial army could respond, a fresh line of blood appeared on their necks and foreheads as their heavy bodies fell to the ground. A wolf had unexpectedly made its way into a herd of lambs, and no matter how many lambs there were, it was not enough to stop the vicious and violent massacre.