Little Green Bird circled above the battlefield, surveying the situation and accurately locating the Beiming Third Prince's figure.
"Are you sure it's him?"
Lin Qingluo's eyes narrowed as he looked down at Xia Lei from above.
The sudden appearance of the giant eagle caught the attention of the Beiming army, and Xia Lei looked up at the eagle just in time.
As their gazes met, both were shaken to the core.
Xia Lei noticed someone on the eagle's back and instinctively drew his sword.
Lin Qingluo's gaze turned cold. He tied a pre-written cloth strip to the arrow, nocked it to the bow, and aimed at Xia Lei.
"There's someone on the eagle's back! Shoot it down!"
A Beiming general noticed the danger and roared as he waved his sword.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh."
Several hundred arrows were shot at the giant eagle.
"Chirp!"
The giant eagle soared higher, evading the flying arrows. It circled above the battlefield before diving down again.
"Swoosh."
