He hadn't expected it—just then, a strong gust of wind rushed straight at his face. He spun his staff around, precisely meeting the weapon of his attacker.
"Clang!"
In the next moment, the Lotus Monk's face changed dramatically, a flush surging to his forehead. Immediately, his body spun halfway around on the spot and crashed to the ground.
Before he could even show a look of shock, a spear's shadow shot out like a dragon snatching a pearl, piercing straight through his throat.
"Kill!"
"General, mighty as ever!"
"General, mighty as ever!"
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The Prefecture Soldiers from Longyang, following behind, had never seen such a clean and decisive execution of an enemy commander on the battlefield. Every one of them was flooded with excitement, their blood boiling.
Even Lu Chang'sheng himself was greatly affected, pressing on with the assault alongside his men.
The setting sun was as red as blood.
