"Ah..."
"It's a trap, there's an ambush..."
The sudden ambush caused panic at the front, and those in the back quickly halted.
"Whoa..."
Zhao Liang gripped the horse's belly with his legs, and tightly held the reins with both hands, as his warhorse's front hooves rose high into the air, just as its front hooves were about to heavily fall.
"Whoosh..."
A feathered arrow shot out violently, piercing cruelly into the horse's neck and through it.
With a sharp neigh, Zhao Liang's warhorse toppled to the ground, and Zhao Liang reacted swiftly, rolling to the side the instant the horse fell, then somersaulting backward to hide behind the horse's corpse.
Chen Mo lowered his strong bow and suddenly appeared, shouting loudly, "Soldiers, shoot!"
He intentionally spared the enemy general.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Countless arrows quickly flew towards the reinforcements of the Huai Army.
