As soon as the word "Run" was shouted, General He darted off the tower like a startled rabbit.
Even before he moved, Mr. Zhao's figure had already vanished like a ghost.
The two raced at a speed faster than the other.
From a distance, two dark dots in the horizon traced an arc in the sky, gradually growing closer. Only when their shapes became clear did one realize they were two massive hammers of immense weight.
With a deafening crash, the two thousand-pound hammers struck the tower directly, instantly smashing a huge hole in its solid structure.
Soon after, the entire tower seemed to lose its support and collapsed with a thunderous roar.
"Let's go, Miaomiao."
Jiang Shouzhong called to the young girl, who appeared ready to pursue.
Yelü Miaomiao clapped her jade-like hands, then kicked the struggling Fatty You back to the ground, sneering, "Hmph, a bunch of small fry. Auntie doesn't have time to play with you."
The girl slipped nimbly into the carriage.
