He Tiantian stood atop the city wall, looking down and realizing that she was at the frontline where the court was holding back the Hulu Iron Cavalry, as she saw the layers upon layers of enemy forces in the distance.
In recent days, the hostile forces outside had been particularly arrogant, occasionally sending cavalry to provoke them at the base of the city walls.
They stopped just beyond the range of the arrows. If He Yichong, with his extraordinary Martial Arts, were still here, a single Dragon Subduing Palm strike could have sent the provocative cavalry flying with his robust Inner Strength.
Unfortunately, He Yichong was not present, and the city wall was manned only by ordinary soldiers or by Beggar Gang disciples with mediocre martial abilities.
All they could do was watch the enemy forces provocatively loiter outside the city gates with eyes full of indignation.