"You won't be able to escape. Hand over the name list, and I'll grant you a quick death!"
Less than 50 kilometers from the capital of Great Xia, there was a canyon in the mountains, and a group of black-robed men was surrounding a group of soldiers.
Dozens of corpses littered the ground. Some were dressed in military uniforms, while others were dressed in black.
Clearly, both sides had suffered casualties.
But most of them were wearing military uniforms.
"It's you who won't be able to escape!"
The one who spoke was a general covered in blood. If Zhou Shu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was Cheng Yong, the lieutenant of the Huben Troops who had gone to the Forging Division to find the traitor.
The current Cheng Yong was miserable. His originally shiny armor was now covered in bloodstains, and it was unknown whether the blood belonged to him or the enemy.
