Outside the city, a portion of the three thousand enemy cavalry was besieging the women's training camp, while another part was continuously assaulting Guard City.
Seeing Yu Qingyi lead the house servants and soldiers in a charge, the enemy launched their attack almost at the same moment.
Warhorses thundered forward, their heavy momentum overwhelmingly rushing towards them like a blanket covering the sky.
"Don't be afraid, follow me closely!"
Yu Qingyi shouted with a deep voice.
Behind her were only a hundred riders, all of whom were the Yang family's house servants. The soldiers within the city lacked cavalry, and although the constables within the government office all had warhorses, they had already left the city to organize reinforcements from various Thousand Households.
Ms. Wang pursed her lips, lower body pressed down, hands tightly grasping her spear, her pudgy cheeks beaded with fine sweat.
Ms. Li and the Liang family were almost the same.
