"Battle..."
"Fight with me!"
Gongsun Miao Tong bit her lip and looked toward the fellow disciple who had just saved her. Then, following a scream not far away, she sprang into action and dashed over. The other disciple hurried to follow!
They both knew full well that they had to unite. Only together did they have a slim chance of survival!
Time trickled by, and Gongsun Miao Tong had gathered a team of several dozen people. The condition of this team was also dire. Everyone was drenched in blood—an utterly tragic sight. There was even a man with only one arm. He had simply wrapped a cloth strip around his severed limb and followed the team with a sword in his single hand, slaying the corpse soldiers that emerged from the ground.
