Deep in the dense jungle, the intermittent shouts of people and the roars of some kind of beast intertwined, constantly approaching here.
Zhao Douan's nerves were taut, and he instinctively glanced at Old Zhang behind him, seeing his calm expression, he lowered his voice:
"What's going on? Could it be the Liao people? Have we been discovered so quickly?"
Zhang Yan Yi looked disdainful: "I just arrived here, how would I know?"
After a pause, he added: "It's merely soldiers coming, then defend; water coming, then block it with earth."
Can you not act superior? Zhao Douan muttered inwardly, but then heard the pointer of the compass in Yu Xiu's hand suddenly stop, and she urgently said:
"Our location is near the core stronghold of the Liao Clan, there should be many patrol soldiers nearby."
Patrol soldiers? Zhao Douan's heart stirred, and he showed a contemplative expression.
