"How many thunder bombs do you have left?"
The two guards exchanged glances, reached into their robes, and pulled out several explosives: "A total of four left."
Lian Rong gritted his teeth: "It's already completely dark now. We'll sneak to the city gate, and when it opens at dawn, we'll fight our way out!"
Since the plan had already failed, he certainly had to make every effort to break out.
Even if it meant dying midway, at least there was a slim chance of escape.
"No need to wait for dawn! Your death is now!"
Just as Lian Rong's words fell, the tightly shut door banged open, and dozens of torches flooded in like a meteor shower. At the same time, countless heavy footsteps rushed in like a flood!
The torchlight illuminated the young General at the forefront, whose fierce and mighty presence was indeed Cheng Chili, who had been pursuing them for half a day!
