In the mountains, the forest has been turned into ashen wasteland.
"Bang!"
Hearing the gunshot behind him, Shen Congfei also turns around from time to time to return fire with the only pistol he has left.
After firing a few rounds, he continues to retreat with the rest of the group.
However, due to the lack of dense forest cover they'd once had, the imperial soldiers remain hot on their heels, unable to shake them off.
The only survivors of the enemy's hail of bullets are Shen Congfei, Xue Yangping, and Tang Ke with his parents.
In this situation, there is only one place they are desperately trying to reach.
"Hurry, we're almost at the mine."
Upon hearing this, everyone's spirit is lifted, they look up and see a patch of green appearing before their eyes.
Living trees.
In other words, a small group of trees that has survived and been saved by the heavy rain.
However, at this moment, one of them gradually stops:
"Sorry, you... you all should run."
