The hurricane was so fierce that it was difficult to stand; not far away, many large trees had toppled, and several tents had been blown away throughout the evening, despite being reinforced over and over.
General Wen looked at the Feiyan Army disappearing into the hurricane-darkened night, their brave figures resembling gods in the darkness.
His blood surged with passion, "If Great General He won't go, I will. Feiying Squad, on my command! Those who wish to avenge our brothers, follow me!"
General Zhao's face was twisted by the wind. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of rainwater poured in. He spat out the rain and loudly ordered, "Feihu Squad, listen up! If you still recognize me as your leader, then follow me to destroy Tan Cang's lair, that old traitor!"
After speaking, they spat out the rainwater, wiped their faces, and chased after the Feiyan Army at a sprint.
Their soldiers followed them without any hesitation!
