"You can't see me, you can't see me..."
Zhou Qiaoling clung furtively to the edge of the wall, inching her way along.
There were plenty of soldiers on the gate tower, making them especially troublesome to deal with.
Besides the most troublesome whistle-blowers, this place had another kind of enemy that other areas lacked: hammer soldiers.
A single hammer blow dealt more damage than an Ashina General's attack, and Zhou Qiaoling had suffered quite a bit at their hands.
"Heh, trying to trick me into getting mobbed by grunts? Not happening!"
Following Zhong Yi's advice to the letter, Zhou Qiaoling quietly made her way through the area and reached the top of the gate tower.
She had reached the edge of the city wall, with an open stretch of ground below.
Beyond that clearing stood another compound, deeper within the city's heart.
"No way forward... am I supposed to go down?"
Zhou Qiaoling frowned.
Weapons of every kind stood planted across the broad clearing, which was littered with the corpses of men and horses. The stench of death mingled with billowing smoke, spreading silently across the land with the flames.
Rather than a clearing, it was more fitting to call it a battlefield.
"No, no, no... one look tells you something's wrong here! Old Devil Lu might've hidden an Evil Ghost in that sea of corpses, just waiting for me to take the bait!"
Zhou Qiaoling shook her head resolutely. No matter how the danmu tried to goad her, she refused to budge.
Just as she was about to retrace her steps and find another route, a danmu message caught her eye.
[True Disciple Zhou, look! There's treasure in the middle of the battlefield!]
"Treasure?!"
At the word "treasure," Zhou Qiaoling immediately felt something stir deep within her soul and