Li Chang'an lived up to the Rebel Army's expectations.
With a single blade, he charged out from the dense forest and plunged straight into the Imperial Court's encircling army. His long blade flashed, and in an instant, he had cut down dozens of men.
These were the elite, armored soldiers of the Yaoqing Imperial Court, yet before Li Chang'an, they seemed as fragile as paper, utterly unable to withstand a single blow.
At the foot of the mountain, Harqin was directing his forces to methodically close in from all directions and encircle the Rebel Army.
When he saw Li Chang'an suddenly charge out of the dense forest alone, his expression was one of absolute delight.
For years, the task of capturing this arch-heretic, Li Chang'an, had cost Harqin his appetite and his sleep; he'd lost over a dozen pounds from the stress.
