Fifth Grade…
Fuqing's heart sank.
"Barbarian Royal Court Bone Army."
These weren't a part of any barbarian tribe but the Death Soldiers directly under the command tent of the Barbarian Royal Court, the true Iron Blood Cavalry.
The barbarians had suffered heavy losses in Zouchuan Dao, but some of their elites were discovered by the Martial Artists of Zouchuan Dao.
This Bone Army was the most dangerous among them.
"General, this woman looks pretty good, can I have some fun with her once we capture her?"
Among the dozen or so barbarian cavalry, someone spoke up.
The burly barbarian as massive as a meat mountain burst into laughter, "Kill everyone else, keep this Fuqing alive. Once I'm done playing with her, I'll let you have some fun too."
Immediately, the heavily armored cavalry started jeering, whistling, banging on their armor.
Their gazes towards Fuqing gradually turned greedy.
