CLIP-CLOP-CLOP.
Suddenly, the sound of hoofbeats broke the silence of the night.
The few people who had been talking loudly quieted down at once, looking into the distance.
There.
A dozen or so Horse Thieves were rapidly approaching.
Chen Gao narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "This group of Horse Thieves has arrived right on time. We'll start with them."
SWOOSH—
Under the cover of darkness, Chen Gao and his group suddenly shot out from the shadows. With an incomparably fierce momentum, they charged toward the Horse Thieves.
In the next moment, with flashes of sabers and swords, the two groups were locked in a chaotic battle.
"SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH—"
Although the Horse Thieves were greater in number, Chen Gao's group, armed with their Clan's Martial Arts and having the advantage of a surprise attack, had actually forced the bandits into a corner with no way out.
In just the blink of an eye, a full half of the Horse Thieves were dead.
