Under the night sky, the desolate wilderness echoed with countless panic-stricken screams, rising and falling, eerily strange. Numerous people rushed out of the camp, frantically charging ahead. Behind them, a person wielding dual guns fired fiercely. Once the bullets were exhausted, he immediately picked up other guns from the ground and continued shooting. The scattered troops dared not turn back to retaliate, completely disoriented.
In the distance, amidst the dense woods on the hillside, Luo Zheng coldly watched this scene, equally astonished. He hadn't expected the enemy's camp to explode. This was completely at odds with the combat style of turning mad during battle. What was going on? Was there a conspiracy? However, Luo Zheng quickly dismissed this thought. Even if there was a conspiracy, the enemy wouldn't dare use the camp explosion as a price. It must be that the troop's morale is in utter disarray, reluctantly stationed here.
