Right as Ouyang Shuo took down the ten or more soldiers, a flurry of footsteps sounded out in the darkness of the night.
Ouyang Shuo's eyes contracted, while he grasped the sword in his hand.
An entire squadron of soldiers appeared in his line of sight. They wore the same uniform as the previous group of soldiers.
"They are in cahoots?"
Ouyang Shuo muttered.
In a one against one hundred situation, Ouyang Shuo would need to carefully weigh his options.
Luckily, he was not fighting alone.
Just as the enemy wanted to attack and retrieve their injured brothers, another flurry of footsteps sounded out. It was Chen Dameng and the personal guards; they emitted a suppressive aura.
The personal guard on night watch felt that something was weird, so he went to inform his captain.
Chen Dameng finally arrived before both sides engaged.
These two forces bumped into one another coincidentally.
As the space was small and limited, it appeared extremely cramped.
