Chen Sansi spurred his horse to take the lead.
The rest followed closely behind.
"Sir!"
Xia Cong said worriedly, "Could there be too many pursuers? Can General Fang and the others hold them back?"
"No need for idle talk!"
"Giddyap!"
Chen Sansi sped up.
On one hand, he had a clear understanding of the situation, and on the other, he trusted Fang Qingyun.
Moreover,
A commander,
If he does not know how to use his men and insists on doing everything himself, can he still be called a commander? That would make him a vanguard, a mere man!
"Buzz!"
Chen Sansi, hearing the sound of hooves behind him, turned and fired an arrow. The willow-leaf arrow, powered by True Dragon Strength, tore through the rain curtain. Its accuracy and strength were seemingly unaffected by the heavy rain, thanks to the assistance of the powerful force.
One li!