"Defend the fortress!"
Soon, all the fortress's fighting forces had assembled. Four Grandmasters stood atop the wall, gazing at the clouds of snow dust billowing toward them across the open snowfields, making no attempt to conceal their approach.
"It's the Red Land Demon General. Heh. To think he wouldn't wait for the other two generals to assemble, but instead pursued us with his own troops, hoping to take the fortress alone?"
Sensing the scorching, blood-soaked aura, thick with murderous intent and Evil Qi, rolling toward them, Li Daoran gave a dry laugh, though a flash of anger at being underestimated showed in his eyes. "He thinks that just because he injured Brother Weilie, all he has to do is get past Brother Han and me to take the fortress? How arrogant!"
"He's in for a big surprise when he meets Grandmaster Su!"
