The bright sun shone high in the sky, surrounded by rolling mountains, and a gentle breeze carried a hint of chill. In the distance, enemy soldiers stood at attention, gripping their weapons—a sharp contrast to the sparse trio of Han Yuling and her companions. The air was thick with tension and uncertainty; only the occasional whinny of a horse and the low murmurs of the soldiers added to the grim prelude of battle.
Amidst this blend of serenity and tension, Han Yuling, Li Sheng, and Liu Cunren stood quietly in the open space before the camp. Their figures appeared resolute and solitary in the moonlight, like three fearless statues facing the massive enemy camp without a trace of fear.
A flash of resolute brilliance shone in Han Yuling's eyes. Her voice, cold as iron, pierced straight toward the enemy camp: "Zhu Ziwu, get your ass out here!" The shout echoed through the night sky, carrying an overbearing arrogance and the courage to challenge.
Chapter 133