The northside of the city, Black Tortoise Street. Squadrons of Hengshan soldiers wielding sabers, spears, swords and more were crawling through the streets like ants. The atmosphere was solemn, and the light reflecting off their armor and weapon was ice cold.0

Right now, five Black Water Cavalry elites were riding side by side on the street, their mounts drawing five creaky wooden carts behind them. The carts were filled with heaps and heaps of dead bodies. As the bodies were still fresh, their blood seeped through the cracks and painted red winter plums on the limestone floor. Despite their grim work, they almost looked relaxed compared to the rest of their colleagues.0

“It’s been a while since we found the bodies. Why is it so quiet? Is the Leopard Commander still searching for Ye Qing?” One of the elites glanced at the Hengshan infantry still searching for signs of Ye Qing and asked.0

“Isn’t it obvious? If he had found Ye Qing, we would have heard or seen some commotion already,” his comrade answered.0

“Where on earth is he hiding?”0

“Doesn’t matter. Ye Qing is already a dead man. The general has issued the kill order, and both the Leopard Commander and the Wolf Commander are involved. He could be a...0