"Ten thousand bones wither for the success of one general!"
Cao Ziheng sat atop his towering steed, standing right beneath the ramparts of Luoyang City. Stray arrows hissed past him constantly, yet his gaze remained unshakable; he did not retreat a single step. He knew that this moment was the crux of life and death. He had to let everyone know that he, Cao Ziheng, was watching them from behind! It was precisely because of this that the Great Snow Dragon Riders and the troops under Hong Song pressed forward without hesitation.
"Report!" A scout on a fast horse cut across the flanks and came straight before Cao Ziheng.
Chapter 688