Three Options

The captain shook his head and replied to Wen Yirui's question, "Based on our current information, only Xiqiang City and Xiquan City still have food and water. The situation in Xiqiang City remains unclear, while the supplies in Xiquan City may only last a few more days."

Narrowing his eyes at his answer, Wen Yirui stared at the captain and asked coldly, "So, you are saying we can only sit here and wait to die?"

The captain broke into a cold sweat under his cold stare. Just as his mind was moving at a fast speed to find a solution, they suddenly heard the sound of fast-approaching horse hooves.

One of the guards shouted, "Not good! The Yuezhi Tribe's soldiers are coming!"

Wen Yirui's heart sank when he heard this. Without wasting a second, he ordered, "Run!"

Following his order, the guards and maidservants ran as fast as they could. However, how could two legs outrun four?

Before long, they were blocked by their pursuers.