"Haha, where did this martial artist come from?"
"Before a fat sheep gets its head chopped off, it always tries to scare people with its horns..."
Hu Ma drew his blade and strode boldly towards them, but the Grain Searching Team soldiers clearly didn't take him seriously. Amidst their laughter and jokes, they lightly tugged their reins, suddenly accelerated, and charged forward. They brandished long black Hook Spears, each measuring three zhang, pointed straight ahead.
Their weapons had a spike and a hook at the tip. High on their horses, harnessing the momentum of their mounts, their charge was ferocious and terrifying.
But at this moment, Hu Ma took a deep breath. The Punishment Officer's Great Saber in his hand seemed to sense his inner fury, and suddenly, it emitted a loud, clear hum.
