In the blink of an eye, all the cavalrymen were cut to pieces, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Various screams intertwined together. The sandstorm lasted for about three seconds and then dissipated quickly like the tide.
Only a dozen intact corpses and a small patch of moist sand remained.
The cavalrymen had been completely swallowed by the sandstorm, with only their heads and above exposed.
Only two people miraculously survived.
They were standing just three steps in front of Nan Tong and were not caught in the sandstorm.
The two men were so scared that they turned pale, their legs became weak, their knees bent involuntarily, and they finally fell to the ground.
"Please... please have mercy, sir!"
One of them fell to his knees with a thud.
"I have been blind and have offended you, sir. Please forgive me, sir!"
The other one also kowtowed repeatedly: "I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please, sir, spare my life!"
Nan Tong came up to them at this time and spoke coldly.
"Now, you have two choices."
"One is to follow these people and report to the underworld."
"Second, to serve us and take us into the city."
The two of them answered loudly in unison: "The younger one chooses the second one! The second one!"
Nan Tong nodded: "Very good."
"Remember, from now on, we are the craftsmen responsible for repairing weapons."
"Your duty is to escort us into the city, do you understand?"
The two men kowtowed repeatedly: "Understood! Understood! Sir!"
At this time, Nan Tong raised his hand again, and the corpses turned into dust and disappeared in the breeze.
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