As the retreat order sounded, the man charged into the fray, and the situation changed instantly in a flash.
With every sweep of his broadsword, not a single person from Lü Village could withstand him.
With each blade stroke, a man was sent flying, hitting the ground instantly with a pale face. At that very moment, other Donghuang Army soldiers hurried to finish them off; as the blade flashed past, heads flew into the air, carrying a heavy shroud of bitter hatred.
Chapter 20