I walk sideways in the game world

Ren Xiaoyao and the others held their breath, hiding in the shadows. A group of patrolling soldiers passed by them, not noticing anything unusual.

"That was a close call!" Deputy General Qian whispered, "Miss Xia Lin, you're truly foresighted. You were able to avoid this."

Xia Lin smiled slightly and pointed to a tent not far ahead. "That old thief Sima's battle plan should be there."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded and whispered, "Let's go!"

Crouching low, they took advantage of the cover of darkness to silently creep towards the tent. Along the way, they dodged several waves of patrolling soldiers and finally arrived outside the tent.

Xia Lin pulled out a tiny silver needle from her bosom and, with a flick of her finger, unlocked the tent door. Ren Xiaoyao slipped into the tent and, in the dim candlelight, saw a large map and some documents on the table.

"Found it!" Ren Xiaoyao was delighted and quickly unfolded the map to examine it carefully. The map clearly marked important information such as the enemy's troop deployment, attack routes, and logistical supply points.

"As expected, the old thief Sima wants to..." Ren Xiaoyao said in a low voice to Xia Lin and others behind him while watching, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

Time was running out, and they dared not delay even a moment. Ren Xiaoyao quickly memorized the map and documents, then restored everything to its original state and quietly evacuated with Xia Lin and the others.

They returned along the same route, and with their extraordinary skills and Charlene's familiarity with the terrain, they once again avoided the enemy patrol and were about to return to the drainage outlet.

"Stop! Who are you?" At this moment, a loud shout sounded behind them.

Ren Xiaoyao was startled and looked back, only to see several soldiers holding torches running towards them, their faces full of vigilance.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!" Deputy General Qian cried out, "Let's go!"

They didn't have time to think and just turned and ran.

"Don't let them get away! Chase them!"

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The light of the torches danced in the darkness, making the figures of Ren Xiaoyao and the others look exceptionally slender. They ran for their lives, followed by the rapid footsteps and shouts of the enemy.

"Quick, this way!" Ren Xiaoyao ran while looking back to observe the enemy situation and direct the retreat route. They passed through the maze of tents and rushed towards the drainage outlet they came from.

"General, they are trying to escape!" The enemy soldiers discovered their intention, and some of them surrounded them in the direction of the drainage outlet.

"Want to escape? Not that easy!" A burly enemy general with a group of soldiers blocked their way. He was Marshal Sima's deputy general - Zhao Hu.

"Kill!" Zhao Hu roared, waving the long knife in his hand and rushed forward first.

"Protect the general!" Deputy General Qian shouted, stepped forward, stood in front of Ren Xiaoyao, and fought with Zhao Hu.

"You go first, I'll cover your retreat!" Ren Xiaoyao knew that in their current state, a head-on fight would only lead to annihilation, so someone had to stay behind to buy time.

"No! Let's go together!" Xia Lin shook her head firmly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

"Listen! This is an order!" Ren Xiaoyao's tone was unquestionable. He knew that Xia Lin's special ability was crucial to them and there must be no mistakes.

Xia Lin wanted to say something else, but was pulled back by Deputy General Qian. "Miss Xia Lin, let's go! Don't distract the general!"

Xia Lin bit her lip, looked at Ren Xiaoyao deeply, and finally nodded, then followed Lieutenant General Qian and others to run towards the drain.

"Want to leave? Dream on!" Zhao Hu discovered their intention, roared, and was about to chase after them.

"Your opponent is me!" Ren Xiaoyao flashed and stood in front of Zhao Hu, with the long sword in his hand flashing with cold light.

"You overestimate your abilities!" Zhao Hu sneered and swung his sword at Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged sideways, and the long sword stabbed at Zhao Hu's chest like a venomous snake. Zhao Hu quickly raised his knife to block, but there was a loud "clang" sound, and both of them were knocked back a few steps.

"You're quite capable, no wonder you dare to break into my military camp!" Zhao Hu steadied himself, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by a stronger murderous intent.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense. He had to get rid of Zhao Hu as soon as possible, otherwise when the enemy reinforcements arrived, it would be impossible to escape.

He took a deep breath, and circulated his Qi to the utmost. His long sword turned into a series of afterimages, and his attack was like a violent storm. Although Zhao Hu was brave, he was no match for Ren Xiaoyao after all, and gradually fell behind.

However, just when Ren Xiaoyao was about to capture Zhao Hu, an accident happened...

"General, be careful!" Lieutenant General Qian's cry came from a distance.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked back, only to see a cold arrow flying through the air, heading straight for his back.

"puff!"

The sound of the sharp arrow piercing the flesh was clearly audible. Ren Xiaoyao groaned, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes went black, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

"General!" Deputy General Qian's eyes were bloodshot. He tried his best to rush back to rescue, but he was entangled by the enemy soldiers around him and could not escape at all.

Charlene turned around in the chaos and saw this scene. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and she could hardly breathe.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" She desperately wanted to rush back, but was held back by Deputy General Qian. "Miss Xia Lin, calm down! Going back now would only lead to your own death!"

Tears welled up in Xia Lin's eyes, but she knew that Vice Commander Qian was right. Going back now would only make Ren Xiaoyao even more worried. She suppressed her grief and let Vice Commander Qian pull her away into the night...

Ren Xiaoyao stumbled back, reaching out to cover the wound on his chest, but blood kept flowing out from between his fingers, staining his clothes red. He looked around and found that he was surrounded by enemy troops.

"Hahaha, Ren Xiaoyao, you've finally met your end!" Zhao Hu covered his arm, which had been stabbed by Ren Xiaoyao, and walked forward with a sinister grin. "Give yourself up, and I can give you a quick death!"

Ren Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, knowing that he was doomed today. With difficulty, he raised his sword, pointed the tip at Zhao Hu, and said in a hoarse voice, "Even if I die, I'll take you with me!"

Just then, a hand gently patted his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming..."

The pain of the arrow piercing his flesh made Ren Xiaoyao's vision go black, and he could barely stand. He stumbled back, but felt a warm and strong hand grasp his arm, and a familiar fragrance enveloped him like the night wind.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..." Xia Lin's clear voice sounded in his ears, with a slight tremor, but extremely firm.

Ren Xiaoyao forced his eyes open and saw Xia Lin's anxious face magnified before him. A warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He endured the severe pain, held Xia Lin's hand with his backhand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you back? Go away, leave me alone!"

"Let's go together!" Xia Lin's eyes were red, but she shook her head stubbornly, "I can't leave you here alone!"

"But..." Ren Xiaoyao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xia Lin, "Don't say buts, I found a secret passage, we can escape from there!"

Without hesitation, Xia Lin dragged Ren Xiaoyao along, and under the cover of darkness, they weaved through the maze of tents. Behind them, shouts of killing shook the heavens, and the flames illuminated half the sky red, stretching their figures to appear exceptionally slender.

Finally, they found a secluded corner on the edge of the camp. The entrance was obscured by dense vines, making it almost imperceptible. Xia Lin pushed the vines aside and pulled Ren Xiaoyao inside.

"Where does this lead to?" Ren Xiaoyao leaned against the cold wall, breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Don't talk, take a rest first." Xia Lin took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a pill, and handed it to Ren Xiaoyao's mouth, "Eat this."

Ren Xiaoyao didn't refuse. He knew now was not the time to be stubborn. The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm current quickly flowed through his body, easing the pain slightly.

"This is..." Ren Xiaoyao looked at Xia Lin in confusion.

"This is a healing elixir passed down in my family. Don't worry, you'll be fine soon." Charlene explained softly, with a hint of worry and pride in her tone.

Ren Xiaoyao nodded, looking at Xia Lin with gratitude, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that if it weren't for Xia Lin, he would probably have died here tonight.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp, Deputy General Qian and his men were still fighting hard. When he learned that Ren Xiaoyao was injured, he was extremely anxious and desperately wanted to go back to rescue him, but he was entangled by the enemy and could not escape at all.

"General! General!" Deputy General Qian roared, and the long sword in his hand seemed to turn into a mad dragon, wreaking havoc among the enemy troops, blood and flesh flying wherever he passed.

"Brothers, follow me! Rescue the general!" With red eyes, Lieutenant General Qian led his personal guards and broke out in the direction of Ren Xiaoyao regardless of everything.

The enemy soldiers were intimidated by their momentum and were unable to stop them for a moment. Deputy General Qian and his men were like sharp knives, tearing a hole in the enemy's encirclement and charging towards Ren Xiaoyao.

However, just as Vice General Qian and his men were about to break through the enemy's defenses, they heard heavy footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the deafening sound of war drums, and a well-organized army appeared in their sight...

"Sima, old thief, you've finally come out!" Deputy General Qian sneered, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes. "Brothers, even if it costs your life today, you must rescue the general!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The deafening roar of war drums echoed across the battlefield like thunder, and the entire land seemed to tremble beneath the overwhelming force. Marshal Sima, clad in heavy black armor and riding a tall, mighty black warhorse, led thousands of elite soldiers, surging forward like a black tide.

"Old thief Sima, you've come at the right time! Today I'll let you see how powerful I, Qian, am!" Deputy General Qian roared, pointing the long sword in his hand at Marshal Sima, with raging anger burning in his eyes.

"Hmph! You're overestimating yourself!" Marshal Sima snorted coldly, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. The soldiers behind him quickly dispersed, surrounding Deputy General Qian and the others.

"The general has ordered that Lieutenant General Qian be captured alive. Everyone else must be killed without mercy!" A general in silver armor shouted loudly beside Marshal Sima.

"Kill!" The enemy soldiers roared in unison and launched a fierce attack on Lieutenant General Qian and others like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Kill! For the general!" Although Deputy General Qian and others were outnumbered, they were not afraid at all. They fought bravely, and screams were heard amid the flashes of swords and shadows.

However, two fists are no match for four hands, and a hero cannot stand against a large number of people. Under the fierce attack of the enemy, Deputy General Qian and his companions gradually fell into a disadvantage, their bodies covered with wounds and their physical strength gradually weakened.

"Deputy General Qian, surrender! Considering that you and I have served in the same court for many years, I can spare your life!" Marshal Sima rode on his horse, looking at Deputy General Qian who was struggling to hold on, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Bah! Old thief Sima, forget it! Even if I die, I will never surrender to you!" Deputy General Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of determination.

"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Marshal Sima's face darkened. He raised his spear and pointed it at Deputy General Qian. "Kill!"

"Stop!" At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance, the voice full of majesty and anger.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ren Xiaoyao, sword in hand, walking quickly towards them with Xia Lin and several personal guards. His armor was tattered and his face was stained with blood, but his eyes were still sharp as a knife, emitting a chilling murderous aura.

"General!" When Lieutenant General Qian saw Ren Xiaoyao, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

"Old thief Sima, you dare to hurt my brother? Today I will cut you into pieces!" Ren Xiaoyao stared at Marshal Sima with cold eyes, his tone was as cold as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

Marshal Sima's heart trembled slightly as he looked at the young man before him, who exuded a powerful aura. But he quickly composed himself and sneered, "Ren Xiaoyao, do you think you still have a chance? You're already seriously injured, and your men are almost completely wiped out. What can you possibly have to fight me?"

"Hahaha..." Ren Xiaoyao suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter full of ridicule and disdain. "Old thief Sima, do you really think you can win?"

Marshal Sima frowned, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart...