Night fell. Fires broke out across the camp of Zhang Ren, the flames licking at the night sky and casting a red, hellish glow over everyone.
The soldiers who had defected with Cheng Han wore the same uniforms as those of Zhang Ren’s army. They were not foolish enough to attack openly; instead, they struck from the shadows. One moment they were standing beside you, watching the fires together, and the next, they were driving a blade into your back when your guard was down.
Corpses lay scattered across the ground. Suspicion ran rampant; every soldier in Zhang Ren’s camp looked at his comrade as if they were a traitor.
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