As the Northern Vow's master of information, Ding Xiang had never been so surprised. Where had all these peopl…
As the Northern Vow's master of information, Ding Xiang had never been so surprised. Where had all these people come from?
The letters she sent were filled with false intel, urging their recipients to return... so what was that scrooge doing here? Why did Gu Pan look as though she had seen through it all? And why had Yitang brought so many of his men? Then there were the Flying Horse and Firefly disciples, galloping through the night...
"What are you thinking, staring off like that?"
"... It's been a long time since I've seen so many comrades in one place."
Voices rippled through the crowd.
They all remembered. None of them had forgotten the oath that had brought them together, to defend every inch of their homeland to the very end. Now, standing before this final trial, a deadly trap General Wang Qing had kept hidden, and the unspoken lies between them, they cherished this chance to fight side by side.
Alas, the journey would be short. The flames of war across the river burned bright before their eyes.
Hyah!
Without another word, they spurred their warhorses, charging straight toward the breaking dawn on the horizon.