The piercing cold light made it impossible for him to open his eyes. Zhong Dui, covered in blood and dared not to move, could faintly feel the chill of the long halberd. He listened as a deep voice boomed:
"Thinking it was Xian Du in person, this king came to welcome personally, but it turned out to be a mere junior officer."
Li Zhouwei silently looked at him. All around were wails of agony, and the ground was drenched red with blood, yet the youth seemed not to care and even smiled as he gently pulled out the long halberd stuck in the ground and flipped it over.
The long halberd, tilted toward the ground, the crimson blood dripping down, traced a long red-black line on the ground. He nudged his horse forward and thought to himself:
"Turns out to be somewhat useful; pretending to be reinforcement troops and deceiving open Moonlight Valley shouldn't be a problem."
