"Clang! Pfft—"
Chu Xisheng's first sword strike was blocked, but his second severed the man's head from his neck.
On his left and right, seventy gang members from the Xi Character Altar had already charged into the opposing, disintegrating cavalry formation, beginning a massacre with their irresistible force.
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Fifteen minutes later, the fog above Wen Family Castle began to dissipate.
The two thousand soldiers of the West Mountain County Army, under Yan Guo's command, had advanced to within three miles of the northeast side of Wen Family Castle.
They halted and set up their formation on the spot.
Yan Guo sat on his horse, his complexion pale as paper, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Although there were still some patches of fog inside and outside Wen Family Castle, there were hardly any noises coming from inside.
Even an idiot could tell that this exceptionally sturdy dock had been taken by West Mountain Hall.