"Kill!"
With Li Jing's command flag shaking.
The originally loose sand suddenly rolled, spears emerged from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain, striking furiously at the heavens like venomous dragons.
The members of the Ghost Clan, caught in full speed, were taken by surprise and it was too late to avoid.
They could only watch helplessly as the spears pierced through the bellies of their horses.
Peng!
Peng!
One by one, the riders were thrown off their horses, landing on the ground with thudding sounds.
Those less fortunate were directly trampled to death by the horses following behind.
Even if by some chance they survived, they barely managed to get up before they were killed by the soldiers of Great Shang, who suddenly emerged from the ground, holding shields and thrusting with spears.
To their death, their faces were filled with shock, as they could not comprehend when these men of Great Shang had hidden beneath the sands.
"Kill!"
