One side had over a hundred men who simultaneously drew their bows, while the other side had several men who immediately drew their swords.
At the critical moment, the clatter of hooves echoed in the distance, and the rider shouted, "Stop! Stop!"
The man dismounted, panting heavily. When he saw You Shengyang spitting blood, he swallowed his anger and his face turned red.
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