Corpses floated on the lake outside the pass, and scattered flags covered the water.
The battle had just ended, and both sides had lost some soldiers. The battlefield was in a mess.
There were bloodstains on Lu Longchuan's armor. He took off his helmet and shook his sweaty hair, before letting out a tired sigh.
Up until now, he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire. He could neither advance nor retreat. He did not know if he could even have a chance to win.
If he did not get rid of Chen Feng, his chances of winning this battle were slim. Perfected Master Windwalker could only force his opponent back, but he could not kill the enemy alone.
Lu Longchuan could not help but think of the plan mentioned in the "Secret Letter from the Imperial Court". He would use the lives of the leaders to set up an ambush and trap Chen Feng in a dead end…
"This is obviously a scheme. How can I fall for it?"