"You...how did you end up here?" Yue Hongling swiftly sheathed her sword, surprised to hear her own voice.

She had never expected that after wandering in the northern wilderness for so long, and running out of supplies, she would come across Zhao Changhe at the last moment. The unexpected joy of having a companion in her loneliness was beyond words.

"I never thought that after wandering in the northern wilderness for so long, and running out of supplies, I would come across Zhao Changhe at the last moment."

She had forgotten that others were also present at this moment. After all, the appearance of a Xia caravan at this time was too much of a "honey trap." Even if others were present, why did she run into Zhao Changhe first, right?

In the end, she said, "How did you become such a yellow-faced man? I almost chopped you."

Zhao Changhe replied, "Perfect timing. It's time to remove the disguise. I can't let Wang Daozhong take credit for the good deed. I'll take care of it and then we can leave."

Yue Hongling, putting aside her suspicions, followed him into the carriage. Inside, she saw six people lying unconscious, their bodies stained with dried blood, looking extremely disheveled and weak. Without Zhao Changhe's introduction, Yue Hongling already had an idea that Zhao Changhe had come to rescue these people.

Without asking, she quickly went to help the others. The person who had been rescued heard the words "Xia Mercenary Camp" and couldn't hear anything else. He exclaimed with joy, "I knew the Xia Mercenary Camp wouldn't just stand by and watch. We'll fight for whoever it is!"

Just the concept of the Xia Mercenary Camp sending people to rescue them was enough to pull a man who was on the verge of turning dark back from the edge.

Zhao Changhe felt relieved. The person he had rescued had also regained consciousness, so he handed him a few pills and urged, "Help explain to the others who just woke up. I'll continue to help the others. These pills can restore some strength. See if you can still use your skills."

The man asked, "If I can kill Qiao Er, even if I can't use much of my strength, I'm willing to die with him!"

"No need. Your priority is to retreat. As long as you have enough strength to ride a horse, it's enough. I'll help you kill Qiao Er and stop the pursuers. Can you trust me?"

The awakened people looked at each other and, watching Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling busy rescuing people, their confused minds became clearer. "Are you...Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling?"

Yue Hongling glanced at Zhao Changhe again, finding it amusing that he was trying to keep the credit from Wang Daozhong.

Zhao Changhe clasped his fists and said, "Indeed, if you trust us, leave this matter to us. Your priority is to return alive."

The people swallowed the pills and said, "Of course we trust Miss Yue!"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Yue Hongling burst into laughter.

Although she had not discussed this matter with Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling understood what he was thinking. She took over the conversation and said, "While our people are causing chaos to attract the attention of the camp, you six take the horses and leave quickly. Leave the rest to us."

The six people stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "We owe you a great debt. If you need us in the future, just give the order."

Zhao Changhe returned the gesture and said, "What you are fighting for is what I am fighting for. There is no need for thanks."

The people laughed and said, "You are a bloodthirsty Asura. We'll meet again!"

At the gate of the camp, Han Wubing had already fought his way out of the camp and met up with Situ Xiao.

"Han Wubing?"

"Situ Xiao?"

"No time for pleasantries. The situation is not good. We need to break out immediately."

Qiao Er still had many people outside moving goods, not all of them were inside the camp. At this moment, they were closing in from the outside, trapping everyone at the gate.

Situ Xiao had been here for a while and knew that the garrison responsible for maintaining order here was not to be trifled with. If the chaos continued for a while, the garrison would be alerted. If they came over, it would be a disaster.

The two looked at each other, understanding each other's intentions. They both intended to break out at all costs.

At this moment, chaos broke out in the camp again.

Six spirited horses burst out from the back of the camp, knocking over torches as they passed. This time, the fire was not only in front of the camp, but also spread to the back, causing complete chaos.

Qiao Er's angry voice rang out, "Stop them! Stop them for me!"

Countless people on horseback chased after the six riders from the camp, but they had to pull up their horses urgently.

Under the moonlight, a red figure flew like a startled swan, passing by the leading riders. With a flash of red, screams erupted, and everyone fell off their horses, unable to put up a fight.

Like a lone goose flying in the sunset, blood splattered in the night, the ownerless horses ran wild in the firelight, making it difficult to leave the camp.

"Yue...Yue Hongling! It's Yue Hongling!"

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The pursuers felt a chill in their hearts. They had heard that this woman was terrifying, but they hadn't expected her to be this terrifying. With just a flash of red, more than a dozen people fell off their horses, unable to see how she did it.

It seemed that as long as she stood at the gate, she could guard against a thousand troops!Qiao Er's voice came in a frantic panic: "Even if Yue Hongling is strong, she's just one person. What are you all afraid of? If they escape, we're all dead meat..."

Before he could finish his sentence, an arrow shot through the air like a star piercing the moon, its origin unknown.

Just as he opened his mouth to shout the word "all," the arrow pierced straight through his mouth and out the back of his head.

It was only then that the twang of the bowstring was heard; the arrow's speed had already surpassed the sound!

The Hu merchants who had been watching the spectacle beside Qiao Er were dumbfounded.

What kind of divine archer was this?

The guards around Qiao Er were equally stunned.

Had Er Ye just died like that?

Looking up, a burly man wielding a broadsword charged forward: "The heroes of Great Xia are here to take the traitor's head. Those who stand in my way shall die!"

With his words, the sword rose and heads fell, and all who blocked the path were cleaved in two.

Damn!

The Hu merchant thought to himself that judging from the chaos around the camp, it was likely an elite army of Great Xia attacking. Only a fool would continue to meddle in this affair. He immediately turned with a few guards and ran, hiding behind a tent and not showing himself again.

Zhao Changhe cut his way through, unstoppable, and at this point, what guard would dare to risk their life? They all shouted and ran even faster than the Hu merchant.

Zhao Changhe made his way to Qiao Er's side, chopped off the dog's head with a single stroke, and lifted the head high, bellowing, "The chief evil is slain, who else dares to resist!"

His voice carried far and wide, even the Hu merchants in the distant camps heard it.

Situ Xiao Han Wubing felt the pressure suddenly lift, and looking up, amidst the fierce flames, the burly man with a broadsword in one hand and a head in the other, his body drenched in blood, looked truly ferocious and terrifying.

"Damn it, we've worked ourselves half to death, and this guy steals all the limelight?"

Han Wubing, catching his breath, managed a slight smile: "If he likes the spotlight, let him have it. We're safe now, aren't we?"

Of course. In the midst of the chaos, not many knew of Qiao Er's death. Now with the voice spreading across the field and the head held high, the panic was like a collapsing house of cards. Who else could muster the will to fight? They all shouted and ran back to the camp to grab their belongings and flee.

Zhao Changhe, holding the head, was actually the one left dumbfounded. People rushed past him, not even sparing him a glance, and they were actually heading towards the carriages to loot.

Before long, a fierce battle erupted near the carriages, with attacks and shouts of killing even more spectacular than when they had been surrounded.

Zhao Changhe: "…"

Yue Hongling floated to his side, holding a young man by the collar: "This one tried to escape from the back of the camp. Judging by his attire, he seems to be someone of status. I thought to capture a live one?"

Zhao Changhe glanced at the pale-faced youth, who was the same one he had slapped in the restaurant, knocking out his teeth.

He grinned: "Hand him over to Situ Xiao. He's good evidence. To uproot these traitorous scum, we still need him."

Situ Xiao's voice came through: "Go to hell, why hand it over to me? I'm not here on a mission from the heroes' camp!"

Zhao Changhe offered an apologetic smile: "I've got some other business to attend to, let's not talk about this now. We need to leave immediately, the Hu army is coming!"

In the distance, a cloud of dust rose as the army approached.

"Who cares about that!" Situ Xiao snatched the head from Zhao Changhe's hand: "Thrilling!"

The four exchanged smiles.

Against the backdrop of soaring flames, the chaotic camp, the clamor of battle cries, and the distant sound of horse hooves, their laughter spread under the moonlight, drifting over the sands.