"Kill, kill!"
A chorus of battle cries erupted as countless Grey Wolf Army warriors stood up on both sides of the hill.
These Grey Wolf Army warriors stood there, their battle cries shaking the sky, instantly terrifying the Right Wing Army in the valley below.
Zhao Pusheng's face turned ashen, how could this be possible? His scouts had thoroughly investigated the area without finding anyone. How could they possibly be ambushed?
Zhao Pusheng found it unbelievable, but it was useless, because the enemy had indeed closed in.
At this moment, the Grey Wolf Army's centurion waved his hand and said: "Archers ready!"
As soon as the words were spoken, countless archers stood up within the Grey Wolf Army. Holding long bows, they drew arrows aimed at the people present, and all of a sudden, everyone saw countless arrowheads pointing at them.
At this moment, the Grey Wolf Army's centurion exclaimed: "Fire!"
Whoosh!
