Qiao Xuan was disoriented by the earth-shattering noise. Before she could react, a piercing whistle echoed through the intermediate camp.
In swift succession, Sun Bai, Sun Qian, and others shouted, "Enemy attack! Quick! Prepare to defend!"
"Hurry up!"
Under the leaders' commands, the guards swiftly armed themselves and assumed their positions. The ordinary followers, engulfed in chaos, were left unattended as everyone focused on the impending threat.
Cavalries approached with lightning speed, catching Qiao Xuan off guard. In the blink of an eye, they were upon her.
"Charge! Kill!"
The thunderous battle cries sent shivers down spines. Horses neighed, hooves raised dust, and a formidable group of at least a hundred warriors brandishing bright sabers and longswords charged forward with deadly intent.
The ground quivered.
"Fire!"
"Fire! Fire!"
