As time passed, the numbers of Cyan Tiger Cavalry kept decreasing. Almost an hour later, less than a hundred of us were still alive including me and the Famous Generals. Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls had the greatest number of Famous Generals in the entire world bar none, and most of us were fighting here. We were all injured and tired, but thankfully, no one had died just yet.

"This is bad. We’re about to run out of troops!"

A grim-faced Gui Guzi swore, "Fuck Red Maple and his sister! God knows how many of our Cyan Tiger Cavalrymen died by his hand!"

Chaos Moon replied while slowly pulling out her sword from a dead Wildfire Rider’s stomach, "Pooh, stop complaining. Did you see how many Wildfire Riders Boss Broken Halberd, Li and Boss Eve killed in return? If anything, we should be praising ourselves for holding out this long with just 10000 Cyan Tiger Cavalry…"

Li Chengfeng pointed to the other side of the Impassable Great Wall. "Lu Chen look, Red Maple is mustering his forces again. I count another tens of thousands of Wildfire Riders, archers and mages as well…"

I nodded. "Yes, this...