With a whoosh, a long spear swept toward him. Sebastian Zhao immediately leaned back, dodging the strike, then tossed away his own spear, swung his riding whip, and spurred his horse into a swift gallop. Bella Liang thrust her spear at him, but her target had already escaped.
The one beside him was a skilled general under his command, yet even with the two of them attacking together, the young enemy bearing the golden flag managed to get away.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Don't chase!"
Bella Liang shouted, but it was already too late. The young enemy suddenly pulled the reins, and as the horse reared up on its front legs, he twisted his body and shot an arrow with a whoosh.
"Leon Liang..."
Bella Liang shouted, but it was too late. Furious, she charged at the young enemy on horseback, but her own clan's general had already been shot off his horse.
Seeing things go wrong, several generals behind rushed forward. Bella Liang kept her spear raised, her eyes never leaving the bow in Sebastian Zhao's hands.
Sebastian Zhao smiled, raised his hand, and signaled his soldiers to continue the pursuit.
"One, two, three, four..."
Sebastian Zhao smiled faintly.
"Too easy."
With a whoosh, Bella Liang's spear thrust was completely dodged by Sebastian Zhao. He rode his horse around her and charged directly at the three generals behind.
The leading general roared, slashing with a longsword. Sebastian Zhao suddenly closed his eyes; the sword swept over his head, and his dagger sliced across the general's throat.
With a scream, Bella Liang shouted from behind as another of her clan's generals fell from his horse, a long gash across his neck, blood spraying as she rode after them.
"Fall back for now. Don't try to fight him head-on!"
Bella Liang shouted, the young enemy before her was terrifying. But everything unfolding made her stop in her tracks; she held her spear, mouth agape, unable to utter a sound.
Two crossed spears thrust toward Sebastian Zhao, trying to block his movement. But he suddenly leapt from his horse, dodged the spears, and instead stepped on the crossed weapons. With a swift motion, his two black daggers stabbed into the throats of two generals.
The scene before her was beyond Bella Liang's comprehension. Sebastian Zhao stood with each foot on a different warhorse, turning his head, his face splattered with blood, his gaze cold and beast-like, fixed on Bella Liang.
"It's your turn."