"Fifty riders?"
Chu Shixiong couldn't help but ask, "Where are they going to strike?"
"Wherever there are people, we will strike."
Chen Sansi instructed.
"Understood."
Chu Shixiong nodded. For their Hongze Camp, if originally eight hundred scouts from Huqiu Mountain could assault a camp, nothing was impossible.
That night.
Chen Sansi was still focused on cultivation.
It wasn't until dawn broke that he led fifty-some riders, quietly leaving the city walls, heading straight for the nearest West Qi Army camp.
...
At the Guan Du Region.
An expanse of flat lands stretched before them.
The enemy and us used the hundreds of miles of 'Guan Du' plains as a boundary, each stationed behind the cities to the rear, but on the plains, there were also some vanguard troops on the alert, and out of importance, West Qi left a Martial Saint and a late-stage Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator within just the vanguard forces.