The arrows whistle through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the Liang Army General, who was just loudly shouting that he had beheaded the Princess of Zhen, suddenly falls silent, blood mist sprayed everywhere.
The arrow that pierced through the Liang Army's young officer flies straight into the wooden post supporting the military tent, the blood-stained fletching trembling incessantly.
Bai Qingyan grabs the reins, forcibly halting her horse.
The enraged horse rears up with a long, piercing neigh, its sound tearing through the skies.
Cao Renyi, who is still fighting, turns his head...
The commander's tent is already ablaze, the roaring fire climbing and swirling with the wind, illuminating the surroundings of the Jin Camp in a glaring red.
On horseback, Bai Qingyan holds the Sun-Shooting Bow, her armor reflecting the orange-yellow glow of the flames as if she herself is surrounded by fire.
