They charged fiercely, causing the front troops of the Southern Han to be utterly defeated. Duncan personally led the iron cavalry of mythical beasts, charging directly through the enemy formation. Lu Shanjun waved his tiger claw, and five sharp gusts of wind pierced the air with a screech, instantly slicing dozens of enemy soldiers in front into two halves. Soon, the gushing blood even stained the waters of the Western River red.
The mountains and fields were filled with retreating enemies, while dozens of armored war elephants rampaged, causing all enemies to flee in panic.
In just a quarter of an hour, the fifty thousand strong central army under Gong Chengshu was defeated head-on. Several eunuchs with strange movements hurried to act, but upon seeing a flash of sword light across the horizon, soon heads began to fly.
——Swordsmanship!
