"Smart, but unfortunately a bit late."
It's over!
Hou Hu felt a blackness before his eyes, his emotions too agitated, and the injuries he had barely suppressed were showing signs of resurfacing.
"Hou Ning, Wang Peng, Lu Yan, come with me quickly, something happened to the Blood Guard Army!"
He dared not hesitate any longer, stood up directly and rushed toward the north side, not forgetting to call upon the three Cold Resistance levels present from Zhaoyang.
Hou Ning and the other two, who had just been besieging Xia Hong with the people from Long Mountain, immediately followed behind him, heading north together.
"The army we just saw was fake, it was Great Xia's deliberate ploy to confuse us. The army setting the ambush in Changbai Gully never came over; they ambushed the Blood Guard Army halfway."
"This Xia Hong stayed here on purpose to stall us, making us think he was covering for the great army's escape. Something definitely happened to the Blood Guard Army."
