Clang! Clang! Clang!
The fierce battle continued and Long Qian Xing was panting badly. He could barely pay attention to his soldiers' situation but he knew that many of them had fallen in this battle.
It was painful.
But he couldn't stop.
Swish! Jleb!
Seeing an arrow hitting the enemy in front of him, Long Qian Xing suddenly paused and saw several more arrows had come, hitting every enemy around him accurately. His heart pounded and he turned around.
It was dark and he couldn't see clearly.
But he knew that she was definitely there.
Sitting on top of her horse, Nan Hua was holding a bow and kept on hitting the soldiers from the Northern Tribe. Not a single one of them could get close to Long Qian Xing.
Long Qian Xing smiled.
Nan Hua looked at Long Qian Xing helplessly. Storms brewed in her eyes, filling it with both anger and frustration. But at the end of the day, it was impossible for these two stubborn people to stop doing what they wanted to do.
