Jiang Du had originally planned to cross Mount Dajin around noon and reach the area near the military outpost. Being held up for an hour or two by Liu Zai Lai and his men, along with the injuries to the two captives, had slowed the journey further. It took another three or four hours before he finally crossed all of Mount Dajin and reached the other side.
A new problem arose.
Everyone knew the military had an outpost on the other side of Mount Dajin, but Jiang Du had no idea where exactly it was.
Military bases built into mountains like this were usually located deep inside them, making their entrances hard to find.
That didn't mean there were no markers at all, but in such a vast area, finding the outpost's exact location was hardly easy.
Still, Jiang Du had a way to deal with it. He had Liu Zai Lai and Guan Zi make as much noise as they could. Once they entered military-controlled territory, the slightest disturbance was bound to alert the military.
As long as someone came out to stop them—or even drive them away or attack them—then everything would be easy, so long as an actual person showed up.
Sure enough, before long, they were spotted by the military's hidden sentries.
Liu Zai Lai might have lost his balls, but once his desperate frenzy passed and his head cooled, the old, craven, death-fearing Liu Zai Lai returned.
The man who had been ready to die with everyone else was now the most afraid of dying.
Liu Zai Lai yelled, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We're here to surrender!"
Jiang Du scoffed. "Liu Zai Lai, weren't you just so heroic? You kept talking about destroying everything and telling everyone to die. Why are you suddenly afraid of