"The other side's too fast! That Prison Rock player at Sequence 17 is catching up!"
Wild Wind heard the footsteps closing in behind them and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The attribute advantage that came with the Prison Rock players' higher sequences was on full display.
Even wounded, Gran's high agility let him rapidly close the distance to Zhao Heng and the others.
At the front, Zhao Heng's face was grim.
He saw the outskirts' main road coming into view ahead, and his mind raced under the pressure.
He knew the terrain ahead all too well.
If they kept running down that road, they would enter Ashina Castle's outer defenses.
In previous dungeon runs, they had needed to sneak carefully, assassinate enemies, and clear out soldiers.
But now—
"Lead the trouble straight to them! Quick, quick, quick!"
An idea struck Zhao Heng, and he shouted, "Samurai Generals, the Chained Ogre, Taro Troops—draw in as many as you can!"
Wild Wind froze. "Holy shit?! Are you serious?"
"Of course!" Zhao Heng replied.
The others instantly understood what he had in mind.
Then—
They exchanged a glance and stopped trying to control their route, throwing caution to the wind.
With perfect unspoken coordination, they ran straight toward the places with the most enemies.
In an instant, Ashina Castle Town erupted like a disturbed hornet's nest—
As sentries beat their gongs and drums, Ashina Troops charged in from every direction.
But Zhao Heng and the others ran as soon as they drew the enemies in.
The ones the Ashina Troops ended up blocking were the Prison Rock players.
Soon—
Zhao Heng spotted a familiar Samurai General. This time, they did not go around him. They headed straight for him.
"Don't slow down! Deflect him head-on, then run!"
Still sprinting, Zhao Heng