"Let's do this first…" Xiao Zhenting thought of a very sinister method to weaken the other party.
First, Xiao Zhenting brought a team of sacrificial soldiers and infiltrated the first camp they had ambushed that night. He set fire to the rations and ran.
Actually, there were only twenty of them. In terms of martial arts, those sacrificial soldiers were not the strongest, but their qinggong was top-notch. They ran fast and were not easy to catch up to. Ten of them went to set fire, and the remaining ten rode their horses back and forth halfway, beating the drums and shouting, looking like an army of hundreds.
The ten people who escaped went in another direction and assumed the posture of an army of hundreds.
As such, the Sacred Clan's army was stunned. The city gate was closed properly, and the Great Zhou's soldiers in the city had long been cleared by them. Where did these more than a thousand people come from?
Could it be… a remnant of the city?
