"Damn it, we're ambushed! Retreat, retreat…!" Scorpion Shadow roared, bursting from the collapsing mountainside and looking around at the encircling enemies in horror. They were surrounded!
The terrified Scorpion Tribe soldiers tried to escape in panic, but with tall mountains on both sides, they could only charge forward or retreat. Due to their different positions, the Scorpion Tribe's forces were quickly split in two.
"Prepare for a rockslide!" Zhao Yun commanded again, his eyes filled with an even more intense chill.
Countless boulders, each several zhang in diameter, were pushed down the slope by the soldiers. The mountains shook, and dust filled the air.
Struck by a massive boulder, a Scorpion Tribe soldier was flung away, sprawling on the ground as he coughed up fresh blood. Before he could get up, another boulder crushed him into meat paste.
Soon, the base of the two Male Mountains was piled high with blood and flesh.
