Xiangliu saw this and gave an order. The flying chariots rose into the air, carrying neat rows of New Army soldiers skilled in archery. Bowstrings twanged, and arrows rained down. A flurry of arrows whistled through the wind, plunging downward straight into the ranks of the Xiyan Army. The flying chariots darted through the sky with incredible speed and agility. Trapped below, the Xiyan Army had to fend off enemies on the ground while desperately trying to dodge the arrows hailing from above—unable to protect their heads and feet, or their flanks at once. Besides, were the arrows of the Fangfeng Clan really so easy to dodge? The moment a soldier let down his guard, distracted by the pain of an arrow wound, swords and spears were already upon him. Amidst bursting sprays of blood, heads rolled, limbs were severed, flesh and blood flew, and corpses crashed to the ground.
Xiaoyao had also spent the entire night on horseback, a golden glow shimmering around her belly as she watched from afar this ferocious battle, a rare sight in centuries. Time and again, Xiangliu urged her to go back and rest, but time and again she pointed at her belly and stubbornly refused: "The baby wants to watch!" Having no other choice, Xiangliu continually channeled his spiritual power into her, checking on the baby one moment and feeling her wrist the next. After all, she was of the God Clan; even with meager spiritual power, staying awake for a few days and nights was nothing. *Sigh! If she wants to w…
Chapter 271