Cui Family Camp, southeast.
Wu Qichi rode hard all the way, charging into a secluded wilderness.
He abruptly yanked the reins and turned back to look toward the camp.
Thick smoke billowed there, flames shot into the sky, dyeing half the heavens a dark crimson.
The Gate Soldiers of the Heavy Martial Pavilion and the Northern Barbarian Cavalry were rampaging everywhere like wolves and tigers.
The Cui Family Camp had been thrown into utter chaos, with screams rising and falling without end.
Watching the scene, Wu Qichi revealed a complicated expression and quietly let out a sigh of relief.
His scheme had succeeded.
From the moment he had volunteered to enter the city, he had been gambling on this move.
And now, everything had unfolded exactly as he had expected.
This time, the Heavy Martial Pavilion had sent out all its elite forces. Elder Han Wei had personally led the team, and with his Dragon Elephant Realm cultivation, even if Cui Changfeng acted personally, he might not be able to stop him.
As for everyone else, under the slaughtering charge of the Heavy Martial Pavilion and the Northern Barbarian iron cavalry, how many could possibly survive?
Not to mention Chen Ye.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Wu Qichi's mouth.
He had specifically instructed Han Wei to have the Heavy Martial Pavilion's men properly "look after" that Chen fellow.
It had been one thing for Chen Ye to get lucky once and pick up his life again at the Qingcang River ferry.
Wu Qichi did not believe Chen Ye could be so lucky every single time.
This time, the Heavy Martial Pavilion's elites had all come out, striking from within and without. Even if Chen Ye underwent Mortal Shedding ten times, what could he do?
In the midst