It was night!
The rain was pouring.
Her already dim vision became even more blurry after being blocked by the rain.
Cheng Zhong was carrying a child in his arms as he ran madly in the dark of the night against the heavy rain. There were obvious sword wounds on his body, and his clothes were soaked in blood mixed with the rain.
Ever since Lin Shixiong and the rest were defeated.
Marquis Yifeng's last remaining force had also been completely annihilated.
At Lin Shixiong's behest, Cheng Zhong had waited for the last son of Marquis Yifeng to escape before the war.
Not long after.
He received the news that the rebel army had been exterminated.
Finally ...
Cheng Zhong had been on the run.
