After cutting down one man, he rode the momentum and slid forward again, finishing off the one Dai Wei had severely wounded earlier.
He left the remaining two to his teammates, then darted through several shifts of position toward Xie Chuan. Together, the two of them slaughtered that fourth-layer cultivator from the Eastern Wilderness on the spot.
"Senior Brother Zhao, reinforcements have arrived!"
Dai Wei saw the black tiger emblem on the newcomer's clothes, and the heart hanging in his throat finally settled.
With a fierce general from the Black Tiger Camp here to receive them, they would most likely be able to break free.
As Zhao Qi watched the limping Black Tiger Camp cultivator return alongside Xie Chuan, he felt an uncanny sense of familiarity.
Han Wang urged the remnants of the unit to continue retreating west. Then, with a backward sweep of his arm, he helped Zhao Qi up from the ground and carried him on his back.
"Brother Zhao, do you still recognize me?"
Han Wang grinned at him.
Zhao Qi examined him closely for several moments, then dredged a name from his memories.
"You're that bandit... Han Wang!"
"That's right."
Back then, Yang Linghu and Yang Lingrui had brought Han Wang home, and Zhao Qi had met him once.
As it happened, an imperial decree had arrived from the Dynasty. Since he came from the Eastern Wilderness, the old ancestor had taken him along to the border to quell the unrest.
By this count, thirteen years had already passed.
After speaking, Han Wang took out a lustrous green pill from his waist and told Zhao Qi to take it.
"Don't fear the pill toxins. This is a superior pill bestowed by Young Master Lingshu. It's even more potent than a Rejuvenation Pill. Not only can it