Jungle Hunt (Part 1)

Throughout the ambush on the mountaintop, there were no cries of alarm or screams to be heard, nor did anyone survive.

War is inherently brutal, merciless, and bloody.

“Retreat!”

Lu Suifeng softly issued the command, leading his soldiers to swiftly gallop towards another densely forested area.

They encountered no resistance along the way and smoothly disappeared into the primitive jungle of the mountains.

It seemed that everything was within Nangong Feixing’s meticulous calculations.

The Dragon Lion Guard had merely escaped from the tiger’s den, only to be trapped by a pack of wolves.

They were now firmly encircled by the enemy’s million-strong army within the mountainous forest, with a sheer cliff on one side and the rushing waters of the Dark River flowing below.

“Nangong Feixing is truly cunning and malicious. He went to great lengths to set up this scheme within a scheme, waiting for us to foolishly walk into his trap,” Ouyang Wuji angrily remarked.