Zhou Chao looked at the sky, suppressed the irritation in his heart, pulled his horse around, and shouted loudly:
"Everyone, let's stop here."
"It's dark now, we can't continue, let's rest for a bit. The road ahead isn't far. If we follow this path, we'll either reach Xiong City by tomorrow night or the morning after."
"Although it's in the northwest, there's good food, drink, and life."
"By then, we can rest peacefully for a few days."
Everyone felt a great relief upon hearing this. First, because after so many tiring days, they could finally reach an inn in the city, sleep warm and comfortably, have hot soup and baths, and relax their nerves which had been tight all the way here.
Second, Xiong City stands firm in the northwest, with many martial experts and ample armament. Even if there were ten Great Wilderness Strongholds, they would be shattered to pieces.
