Get on the Horse and You're a Thief (V)

The wind never stopped in the Wilderness in winter. It might not be strong, but it pierced deep into your very bones, robbing you of any trace of warmth. Mo Shanshan though wore a thin white dress with a jade blue sash around her waist that was the color of a deep lake. It was a strong contrast to her usual slow gaze.

Her dark brows rose slightly as she asked Ning Que, "You've killed their General. Are you not worried that his people might hate you and not do their best in the battle or even surrender to the Horse Gang?"

"The Military planted their trusted General here which was not in the interest of the soldiers. The dead General did not have a good relationship with these cavalries, especially the Yan Kingdom calvary. I am a citizen of Tang and I understand this well."