Chen Yue shivered. "Do you think I'm an idiot? Mom won't make too big a deal if I just throw this stuff. But if I go down there myself? Believe it or not, she'd break my legs."
The words had barely left her mouth when three explosions rang out. The young man beside her quickly changed the subject. "You think Tuoba Lian is going to make it out of that alive?"
"Probably..." Chen Yue squinted, straining to see the battlefield. The three bombs had been thrown from calculated angles, leaving the scene in total chaos. Gore flew and dust choked the air, punctuated by agonized screams.
Tuge, who had been heavily protected, Tuoba Lian right behind him, and even their surrounding lieutenants were all blown to smithereens. There were three such gruesome scenes scattered throughout the Beirong army.
It was safe to say that the three explosives Chen Yue had thrown completely shattered what little morale the Beirong army had left.
