The Jingjiang County was in a state of devastation.
The people whose families had been abducted ran around searching for them. Those who found them embraced and wept, while those who didn't seem like lost souls. White smoke rose from the broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the entire county was filled with the scent of ashes.
Yuan Xing leaned against the city gate, proudly said, "Do you know what strength in the Seeking Dao Realm means now? I alone beheaded sixty-two enemies and captured their flag."
He pointed at Yuan Xi and Zhou Chang: "You two together don't even match up to me."
Jiang Chai sneered: "Quite the Right Martial Guard Commander, you can't even lead soldiers. I asked you to lead twenty young men of the Anti-Japanese Army, and you managed to lose them. No wonder you got captured alive. Let me guess... your foster father's warhorse is divine, and I bet you left the Right Martial Guard in pursuit of him, which is how you got captured, right?"
