"滴!滴滴!滴滴滴!..."
Samurai squad's trumpet echoed not far from the mountains. Chiwaco stopped and listened for a few moments, his expression eased slightly. He signaled the sailors to quicken their pace. After passing through two mountain passes, the bloody battlefield suddenly appeared!
On the yellowish-brown earth, over a dozen corpses lay scattered, forming pools of bright red. At the location where the corpses were concentrated, two injured Prepetcha warriors squatted on the ground, anxiously checking something.
"Damn! It must be the Serei dogs!"
Seeing the attacked squad, Huitu Puapu roared furiously, unable to contain his anger. He searched desperately for a while and found a corpse with an arrow through its eye, the captain of the scouting team.
"Chikari!"
Puapu's heart trembled. He let out a mournful cry, stumbling, and ran towards the fallen trusted aide.
