Listening to the faint shouts coming from Taihang City, the Great Xia Soldiers remained completely undisturbed.
Although their eyes were still weary, there was an unmistakable excitement within them.
The intervention of the Emperor's Son presented a rare opportunity not often witnessed.
Xia Feng, clad in the commander's armor, rode his warhorse to the forefront of the army.
The general on the city wall glanced at him, not recognizing it was Xia Feng, mistaking him for some general leading the charge, and waved for the soldiers to shoot arrows.
However, neither the light arrows nor the heavy crossbows could get within five meters of Xia Feng before they were shattered by the Great Dao Rules.
The general on the opposite side looked a bit cautious, frowning as he glanced at Xia Feng.
"Who dares to challenge from below, state your name!"
