The servants and the guards surrounded the convoy as they turned the corner, seeing the city gate not far away. Their smiles froze before they could fully spread.
Zhao Hanzhang heard a gentle whistling, like the sound of air being cut through. Her body reacted faster than her mind, leaning to the left and gripping the horse's belly with her legs, as an arrow whooshed past her side, piercing into the body of a horse attached to a carriage behind her.
The horse neighed frantically, causing chaos in the convoy, plunging the crowd into disarray...
Zhao Hanzhang pulled the reins, using skill to regain control, ignoring the chaos behind her, and stared straight ahead, only to discover a fierce battle at the city gate, where about a hundred Jin Army soldiers were holding the gate, preventing chaotic troops from leaving the city.
Zhao Hanzhang quickly scanned the main street, seeing many leftover corpses and deep ruts on the ground. "Damn, we've fallen behind the main army."
