Cao Chun Hua looked up and saw the fire rising in the south. He knew that the Black Iron Camp had arrived, it won’t be long before they directly broke into the Northern Barbarian’s defense line. But as he was distracted just for a moment, Chen Qing Xu’s figure was gone.
The guards of the Wolf King’s tent seemed ordinary to Chen Qing Xu. That night, a small half of them were also away to plot their scheme. She was able to get in easily, landing behind the Wolf King’s flag, she first let a group of soldiers with swords and spears run towards the main tent, then gently stepped down and tailed them without anyone knowing.
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The rebels advanced to the main tent without caution, but Chen Qing Xu noticed something was wrong on the way — she knew that there would be less guards in the Wolf King’s tent that night, but there was no reason for it to be so lacking.
Chen Qing Xu’s heart tightened, the small knife slipped into her hand.
At this time, the rebels have arrived at the main tent of Jia Lai.
Suddenly, there was a light sound in the air. The well-ventilated main tent suddenly opened four doors. Countless bows and arrows and short guns were exposed from the windows. Meanwhile, the ambush bodyguards and hundreds of Barbarian soldiers came from behind and circled the defenseless rebels in the middle.