Five warhorses charged at high speed into the street before the city gate.
They slammed violently into the crowd on the street. The people scrambled back in a panic, letting out waves of screams.
Behind the five riders, a hundred more cavalrymen were in pursuit...
Suddenly, a low shout boomed from within the crowd. "Yangzhou City Lord, take a look at what I have in my hand!"
Atop the city wall, Wu Wei had been reveling in his triumph. However, the sound of hooves and screams from the street below immediately caught his attention. Hearing the shout, he whipped his head around, his eyes instantly widening in disbelief. "Xin'er!"
Wu Wei and everyone else present saw that the one leading the five warhorses was a man dressed in black.
At that moment, the black-clad man was holding a woman high in the air, her face swollen like a pig's head.
But even with her face so swollen, most people present could still recognize her as the young lady of the City Lord's Mansion, Wu Xin.
