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At the same time, their pace unconsciously quickened, and they gathered step by step towards the wounded camp.

Jun Linyuan flashed and quickly moved among the crowd.

The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and every time he swung it, a string of blood splashed. In the blink of an eye, he easily took care of the few minions beside him.

Then, he tapped his feet lightly and chased after Jiang Yan like the wind, following closely behind him, always keeping an eye out for any escaped fish who might try to attack from behind and hurt him.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan noticed the approaching danger in time.

When they hurried over, they saw Jiang Ziyi holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, standing shoulder to shoulder with several soldiers, firmly guarding the only exit of the wounded camp.

At this moment, the fresh blood on Jiang Ziyi's sword was slowly falling, as if time had stopped at this moment.

It was obvious that he had been fighting fiercely with the Huns for some time.

Despite this, Jiang Ziyi did not look particularly embarrassed.

However, a closer look revealed that his shoulders were trembling slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

It turned out that due to the series of large and violent movements just now, his wounds, which had not yet fully healed, had broken open again.

The blood instantly dyed his sleeves red, and then dripped down drop by drop, gathering on the ground to form a small, shocking pool of blood.

"Brother!" Jiang Yan was extremely anxious when he saw this, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

He roared angrily and rushed towards Jiang Ziyi regardless of everything. The sword in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air.

Jun Linyuan was surrounded. Although he struggled hard, those enemies were like a thorn in his flesh, clinging to him tightly and making it impossible for him to escape for a while.

He looked at Jiang Yan's gradually receding figure anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

However, at this moment, he was powerless and could only shout at the top of his lungs: "Be careful!"

Jiang Yan heard Jun Linyuan's concerned voice behind him and replied without turning his head, "Got it!"

Then he continued to wave the weapon in his hand and rushed forward.

Wherever he went, blood splattered and wailing echoed. Enemies who tried to stop him fell to the ground and died under his fierce attack.

Not long after, the human wall that had originally surrounded the wounded camp was torn open by Jiang Yan's unstoppable attack.

Jiang Yan rushed to Jiang Ziyi without hesitation, using his broad back to protect him tightly, and pushed Jiang Ziyi towards the wounded camp at the rear, while shouting loudly:

"Where's the doctor? The military doctor, come quickly and give the general medicine!"

Time passed minute by minute, and this fierce battle finally came to an end.

When the last enemy fell, the sky was already turning pale, heralding the arrival of a new day.

Jiang Yan was already exhausted at this time. He held the blood-stained sword tightly in both hands to support his shaky body.

His body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, and blood and dust mixed together to form a thick layer of bloodstains, which was shocking to the eye.

The originally light armor had become tattered due to the long and fierce battle, and it looked particularly awkward hanging on him.