The sunset fell behind the mountain, flames soared into the sky, illuminating the horizon.
Wu He'er's cheeks were scorched painfully by the flames as he fled towards the Western Rong under the escort of dozens of their cavalry, in a state of disarray.
From afar, Wu He'er saw a figure. He assumed the person was one of theirs because they were wearing Western Rong cavalry attire.
It wasn't until he got closer did he realize the war spear in the man's hand, he recognized the man!
Zhan Family Army Main General Zhan Beicang!
In that battle several years ago, he and Asi Han had escaped back to Western Rong, and on the battlefield, he'd seen this General Zhan Beicang.
Although he hadn't engaged in combat with him, he was aware of the other's strength.
Wu He'er reined in his horse, speaking to Zhan Beicang while quickly pondering how to escape.
"General Zhan, how did you manage to bribe Muer Hong into betraying Western Rong?"