The dying cavalryman was actually still trying to attack another enemy! But before he could kill one of the sand bandits, Zeng Feixiong’s blade flashed, cleaving off half of the cavalryman’s skull, causing it to finally crumble to dust.0

Faced with such savage foes, the soldiers from Heishui City lost all will to fight and quickly fell back. They were here on an official expedition, not to throw their lives away in a desperate battle.0

He Chunhua quickly calculated that even if they managed a victory, it would be a pyrrhic victory. Besides, the cavalry officer still looked as vigorous as ever. It looked as though he could probably take on another twenty or thirty men without breaking a sweat.0

Sun Fuping seemed to read his mind and said, “Don’t worry. As long as you wield the power of fate, you can hold out for a long time.”0

Zeng Feixiong had led the surviving...0