Arrows!
Like a swarm of locusts, like a torrential rain, they surged upward from below with a shrill, piercing whistle that tore through the air! Their target was unmistakable—the figure draped in a pitch-black wolfskin cloak standing before the watchtower! The shadow of death instantly enveloped Qin Lie!
"My Lord, watch out!" Lin Feng's eyes split with fury as he let out a hoarse roar, lunging forward to intervene, only to be locked in mortal combat by several Northern Desert soldiers who had desperately scaled the ramparts!
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