Treacherous Tribulation: Qin Captives Hide in Wild Woods, Shocked to Hear Blood Cavalry Shatter Barbarian Hearts

Watching his retreating back gradually disappear, the scouts all secretly let out a breath. Cold sweat had long since seeped across their backs, and the stiffness on their faces slowly faded, replaced by solemn vigilance.

The scout commander lowered his voice and sternly instructed, "Stay sharp. Once night falls, find the right moment to act. Be quick, be quiet—under no circumstances can you alert the other Qin Army soldiers.

"Once we succeed, withdraw from the horse ranch at once, rendezvous with the brothers outside, and return to the Hunxie Tribe to report."

The scouts nodded one after another, lowered their heads again, and continued pretending to rest as they secretly waited for nightfall.

Night deepened by degrees. A waning moon hung in the pitch-black sky, its faint light spilling across the grasslands and coating White Deer Horse Ranch in a cold, silvery sheen.

The horse ranch gradually fell silent. The herdsmen had long since drifted into dreams; now and then, the tents carried a child's sleepy murmur or the soft cries of cattle and sheep. Only the footsteps of the patrolling Qin Army and the faint clink of spears occasionally drifted over from afar, especially distinct—and especially grating—in the silent night.

That reserve soldier had been on patrol for most of the night. Obvious exhaustion showed on his face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his steps gradually slowed.

"Ah, if I keep this up for a few more months, I should be made regular. The general said that as long as I perform well, once I become a full Qin Army soldier, I'll have a chance to enter the Blood-Clad Army. Even if I can't get into the Blood-Clad Army, I can at least learn that miraculous Body Refining Technique..."

At that thought, his spirits rose considerably.

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