After a command was given, the bugle call paused, and a line of heavily armored cavalry stood at the top of the mountain pass, poised as if ready to charge at any moment. Although there were only about a dozen of them, everyone felt as if facing a formidable enemy. The mountain path at present was neither too wide nor too narrow. If a charge came crashing down, Yang Chongwei and his men, located at a lower position, would quickly collapse if the front row couldn't hold. To make matters worse, the Iron Scale Army was positioned at their most vulnerable rear. Considering this, the sword and shield soldiers at the front couldn't help but swallow and gaze up through the firelight at the agile, armored warhorses, ready to charge down with the force of a collapsing iron tower.
"Brother Yang, the newcomer, I hope you're doing well.
No matter how much a new official's initiative burns, it shouldn't reach my Qin Family."
