The gunfire was coming from the other side of the hill. As they struggled to climb its not so high altitude, a village nestled at the foot of the hill appeared before them.
The village lay at the foot of the hill and was only about five or six hundred meters from them. The group exchanged glances, deciding to dismount and proceed on foot for reconnaissance. Given that most of the rebels were armed, Luo'er decided to leave Cheng Ziang behind to guard their horses.
Under his resentful gaze, Luo'er, with a stiff upper lip, led the remaining team members slowly toward the foot of the mountain. Their white hooded capes concealed their movements effectively.
Unlike the vast snow-covered landscape, the snow in the village had been swept clean, revealing some muddy roads. They stealthily made their way to a highland platform about a hundred meters from the village to observe the movements within.
