บท 682: Trap (1)

"Ta-da-da…"

A flurry of footsteps came from the front and back. Some came from outside the city, some from the alley at the back, and some came from the city wall and the city tower.

In the blink of an eye, General Hong was already surrounded by dozens of tall and mighty Commandant of the Capital guards. On the high city wall, a row of Commandant of the Capital guards pulled up their longbows at him.

The cold arrows were all aimed at General Hong and the others below. Their aura was oppressive, and their killing intent was revealed.

This was a trap!

This thought clearly appeared in General Hong's heart.

He only felt a ball of cold air shoot up from the bottom of his feet. His entire body was cold, as if he had fallen into an icehouse. The tall black horse under him let out an uneasy neigh, and its long ponytail swung continuously.

The dozens of soldiers he brought held the long saber in their hands tightly and prepared for battle.