Yan Hongzhao's reddish-brown horse was stimulated by the murderous aura around it and suddenly lifted its front hooves, emitting a piercing neigh.
"Regardless of life or death, brothers, charge, support justice, and exterminate the enchantress tribe!"
The assassins, with their faces covered in grime, brandished their long knives and rushed upwards like madmen.
Yan Hongzhao's eyes turned cold, and without any hesitation, she took off the red whip from her waist. She grabbed the Green Snake Sword that was on the horseback and threw it towards Madam Sun, who had stepped out of the carriage.
"Mother, catch the sword!"
Then, clamping her legs around the horse, she revealed a bloodthirsty grin, "Brothers have all heard, regardless of life or death, it's only proper to respond in kind! Today, this general is the host, let's all have a joyous slaughter!"
As soon as her words fell, a good number of people suddenly sprang out from amongst the trees and the underbrush.