Chapter 83: Meat Grinder

Wherever Wei Yuan looked, yellow clouds were churning. It felt like a Liao rider could emerge from anywhere at any moment. The whistling of heavy arrows kept ringing in his ears, interjected by the occasional shrieks of a whole new type of arrow. This arrow came from the sky and could alter its trajectory slightly while descending, homing in on a human warrior automatically. It was practically indefensible. He had seen many people killed like this right before his eyes.

The arrows were also loosed from very, very far away. At the very least, Wei Yuan could not see who the archer was and where they were shooting from.

Passing through a yellow cloud, Wei Yuan subconsciously took a breath and felt like he was inhaling a lump of sand and soil. It burned his mouth and nostrils in a most unpleasant manner. The yellow cloud did not actually contain anything; it was just harmful and irritating toward the human body. The yellow clouds came from the Liao realm alongside the Northern Liao barbarians, and numerous cavalrymen were scattered across the battlefield right now. Thus, it was everywhere like this was the Liao realm, not the human realm.

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