Suddenly, the warhorse was startled, and the person on the horse's back who was operating the crossbow also trembled, the long arrow piercing through the air at that moment.
The black hawk in the sky suddenly swooped down, spreading its giant wings swiftly, and with a fierce bow of its head, it grabbed the shot crossbow bolt, then flapped its black wings and steadily landed on Luo Shunchen's shoulder, peering down arrogantly, a demeanor matching its master.
The cavalry, as if waking from a dream, all dropped to one knee, lowering their waist knives, their midnight-like eyes emanating a light that belonged to battle wolves.
"Subordinates greet the Prince Regent! Long live the Prince!"
The voices were as thunderous as drums, each word earth-shattering, thirty thousand soldiers loudly shouting their reverence.
Ji Ruyan's eyes were full of astonishment, she turned back to look.
