They ran for a full thirty li before finally shaking off the wolf riders behind them.
Upon counting again, their numbers had dropped below eighty. Nearly thirty percent of their men had been lost forever in the previous breakthrough.
Now, it was impossible to try heading to the Central Military Camp, at least for the time being. Turning back, it was impossible to know if they'd run into the Barbarians again—and if they got surrounded once more, they'd truly be in trouble.
In the end, Shen Hao felt he was still somewhat lucky. Even though they'd encountered Barbarian infiltrator cavalry, fortunately their numbers were few, and no cultivators with deep cultivation appeared to block them off. That allowed him to hack his way through as if no one could oppose him, so they didn't get sandwiched by a second wave of wolf riders from behind.
"Should we head to the Upper Military Camp now?"
"..." Chen Zifang fell silent.
