The Vanguard's blood arrows surged toward the Trap Formation like an overwhelming tidal wave, yet the Trap Formation watched the oncoming attack calmly, their detachment resembling Gao Shun's own expression.
"For the will of the Trap Formation, we embrace death, not life!" Li Ren bellowed, slashing his great sword in the direction of the Vanguard, and the other members of Trap Formation also let out a low shout, hacking towards the enemy with the same resolve, their silver-white gleams streaming forth, piercing through the blood arrows that Juo Yi took pride in.
"Charge and annihilate them!" Li Ren roared, seizing the chance while the Vanguard was thrown into chaos by the previous assault, and charged forward, bearing the great shield against the heavy crossbow attack of the Vanguard, then all the Trap Formation soldiers, wielding their Qi-infused great swords, whirled about in a dance of blades, their ferocity reminiscent of a tiger among sheep.
